Mera sab bura bhi kahna par accha bhi sab batana, Mai jab jau is duniya se to meri dastaan sunana. Ye bhi batana ki kaise samundar jeetne se phle mai hazaaro baar choti choti nadiyo se hara tha. Wo ghar wo zameen dikhana,koi magroor…
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It happens with every writer, when they try to knit the sweater, of muses designed in mind, which while penning down doesn’t bind. Sometimes they rummage for notions around search engine, then try to shot the words from mind’s gun; however, pouring of thoughts…
Mom always teaches us not to tell lie; however, she always does that to hide. Mom always tells us our worth, but often she forgets her own. Mom always takes stand for us; however, doesn’t let us do same for her. Mom has an immense well…
The rhythm of my life had been through various trough & crests,
before you entered in my life,
Left home with wet eyes and promising hands
in blasphemy that he will come back,
he will come back.
But did he ?