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It melted thousand Suns down her throat just by hearing the phrase ,"i won't be able to make a call.." His voice was as soothing to her as water to the one yearning for it since quite long. The Doctor warned her of becoming frail due to lack of hydration. Her heart wept hard, she could no way explain to the Doctor that her ocean was too far to dampen her parched soul... #rumination

#8

Kal yun hi khangaalne ki soche mann ko Tasavvur najar hi na aya tumhara Chownk ke poocha maine dil se, vo bola ye sab gehraiyon ka fareb hai.. Par mujhe na hua gavaara.. Yakeen nahi hua, intezar to pakka tha mera, Fir kiun nahi aayi koi Awaaz socha jo door hai door hokar bhi kareeb hai.. Reham kar ab ae dil aur BandaNawaj...

Shattered Soul

For you never came up to put any bandage to it..  And how could you? You are the one who brought it to raze.. My heart and soul had been put under several knives and you are the one for its bleeding. I wish I could revert back to you the same way. Thrash you with the worst of all. I wish to get you one platter of delicacies of immense pain. And bound you to have it. Where the pain rises with every bite that you eat. A platter that doubles up its delicacies the moment you are about to finish them. The harder it is to finish, the double it throws on you. And you get ni choice. I want you to scream in pain. Pain of hurt,  separation, longing, crave.. When I stand at a distance and you beckon,  and I don't seem bothered by your call. When you cry loud and I don't seem to hear any noise. Cry hard,  as hard as you wanted to hold me the other time. Scream the loudest,  as loud as you shrieked on me to admit my emotions to you the other time. Long now..  Lo...

A trip to my mind and soul..

😁 the last of replies was hilarious.. 4:45 in the morning with a cup of tea and just me, i went through shuffling at fb's eatlo community and saw a post by a lady of her dinner, which said,  Egg Noodles 🍜 Yeah... 🙄 Remember..? No..? Alliance Francais.. Cafeteria.. ☺️ Sometimes,  I feel it's all gone; long gone away.. The time, the scenario changed at a fast pace. And it would never be at that end. But,  what bewilders me is that memories are never vague. Their impressions never fade. The tinge of hues that they render,  remains the same..  The colors never seem to lighten, infact, the ink gets darken with the passage of time. How..? What an amazing expression the creator had come up with..  ☺️ One never forgets anything that had had ever happened to them.. Good,  bad,  ugly. The brains are supposed to function the particular way, as instructed by the creator. It is only that we get used ...

Hinglish #4

Baat us daur ki hai jab tum-hum sath hue.. Gulabi sehar huin aur hum bhi gule-gulzar hue.. Samay ki karvat se aisa hua sama.. Gulabo ke rang ude aur chaman bikhare uzaad hue