#819

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  • beleza_ 31w

    #alovetale_❤️


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    A girl named Jasmine,
    lived in a small town
    She was a happy girl
    & spoke whatever she wanted.
    She did not have many dreams, she just wanted to write till her last breath, she liked to know about different civilizations, traditions.
    She was fond of reading different books in the library, especially reading about historical things.

    H̳E̳R̳ R̳O̳O̳M̳ (A̳T̳ N̳I̳G̳H̳T̳)

    It was raining lightly. She was standing in her room thinking about something. She goes away but even after a long time passes, she does not sleep & keeps on changing sides.
    & then all of a sudden she hears a sound in her room & then she looks out of bed in fear & looks everywhere & she sees a shadow behind the curtain of the window & suddenly trembles with fear.
    In a low voice she says who.... who's there?
    & then as soon as looks up at the face she sees red bloody eyes & suddenly there is silence, she just keeps looking at the same shadow's eyes in silence & says in a low voice....what .....happened to you?....this blood....blood in your eyes....or....deep pain .....
    & then she faints

    A̳F̳T̳E̳R̳ T̳W̳O̳ D̳A̳Y̳S̳

    She regains consciousness & slowly opens her eyes & finds herself in an unknown castle & then feels panic. Cold air used to enter the room, after sometime she slowly gets up from the bed, only then she hears the sound of the door opening of the room & again she sees the same eyes which she saw last time.
    This time those eyes were clear, she did not see any blood or pain in them & she asks who are you? and....how I am here? & suddenly becomes silent.

    He goes to her. & says to her don't worry, you are safe here & how did you reach here?, you will get the answer of this question after some time, but for now you know this much, my name is "Ozain Nightfogg" & I'm the owner of this castle.
    Just then the door opens & a servant comes in room with breakfast.

    Ozain - Miss Jasmine now you have breakfast, I'll see you in the evening, if you need anything, you will ask Aslan (his servant).

    Jasmine - But tell me how I am......

    Ozain - Shhh....If some questions are answered ahead of time, they create more questions & confuse you

    I̳N̳ E̳V̳E̳N̳I̳N̳G̳

    Ozain returns to the castle & goes to Jasmine's room but Jasmin is not there.

    Then he goes to the garden where Jasmine was looking at the flowers by touching them with her soft hands.

    Ozain - Good evening Miss Jasmine

    Jasmine - A girl is alone in a castle with a stranger, how can this evening be beautiful for her, surrounded by so many questions.
    I want answers to my questions or else I am leaving right now.

    Ozain - Cool down miss Jasmine......
    You cannot go anywhere at this time, this place is unknown to you.
    You don't know anything about this place

    Jasmine - & the person I'm talking to is also a stranger to me.

    Ozain - (Smiling) I will tell about myself, but first you should know the answer to the question that is most important to you…..how did you come here?

    You again made the same painting of a prince & you went to back in 1530 while you were making that painting……when you were also a princess.

    This is your second birth and i am still living my first life

    Jasmine - (surprised) but.....

    Ozain - I know what your second question is....that's how I know it?
    (Taking a long breath) The characters with whom the end of the story is written, even after being deeply wounded, never detach from that story.

    Jasmine - Tell me clearly what you are trying to say?

    Ozain - Doesn't it happen that whenever you try to write a love story in your diary, you try to give that love story a happy ending, a meeting, then why that story remains incomplete, Why do you get lost in your previous life?

    Why did your pen never complete a love story?

    Jasmine - Because no pen in this world has written love in my destiny.

    Ozain - Yes....because the incompleteness of some stories becomes the unbreakable bond of new love stories....which is not in everyone's fate.

    Now I am the waning love of unstoppable times, whose incompleteness is free from the shackles of remorse

    Jasmine - who was your girlfriend? And...and who am I...yours....
    why do I remember all that

    Who am I?
    Am I really the one you are calling yours...maybe yes

    Ozain - Long time ago when my mother got sick, at that time more than one doctor's medicines were getting ineffective....and mother's pain was increasing day by day.
    Then one night a very old man came and said that my mother's life could be saved if the blood of an animal that had been recently hunted by a wolf was brought.

    And in the middle of the night, the army saw the corpse of an otter (which the hunters had not eaten) in the forest surrounded by thick fog, they brought it to the palace and handed it over to the old man

    And he put four drops of that beaver's blood in my mother's womb... and within a few moments she woke up screaming and suddenly fainted again.

    Seeing which everyone was terrified, but the old man said that tomorrow morning with the first ray of the sun, she would also come to her senses, but he warned everyone that do not show her sunlight for a week, otherwise the child in the womb may suffer serious harm

    The result of which….as soon as he said this, the old man calmed down and left the castle.

    With the first ray of sun in the morning, the mother regained consciousness as the elder had said. Everyone was busy around her to take care of her, then the father said that the queen has to stay in this room for a week, all the windows and doors should be covered with curtains.

    But no one in the palace knew that the memory of the mother was lost because she had not spoken a word since she regained consciousness... and everyone kept thinking that maybe she is still nervous.
    And one afternoon when my mother was sleeping alone, she woke up from a dream and went towards the window and opened the curtain… and as soon as the sunlight fell on her womb she screamed and fell unconscious.

    Then the doctor was called, he said everything is fine, dizziness / or fainting is common for pregnant women

    (After a few moments of silence) More days passed and the day of my birth arrived.
    After my birth, when I was in mother's lap, suddenly blood started flowing from mother's eyes and drop of her blood fell on my lips.... and seeing me, mother's eyes were closed forever

    Jasmine - You became the reason for your mother's death...maybe...that's why you are Dracula....
    The one who drinks human blood from whom everyone hates

    Ozain - Jasmine....I may be the reason for hatred but...but I am not my mother's murderer....Because

    Jasmine - (with holding Ozain hands) Because the animal whose blood was applied to your mother's womb was hunted by a 'barbarian goth' who used to drink the blood of humans after entering the dead bodies of wolves and killing them....your mother was pregnant that's why the smell of her blood got that barbarian goth but that day was moonlit night due to which that barbarian goth couldn't get the soul to enter the body of a wolf

    Ozain - And that's why my goodness is alive because even after my mother's death, Dracula's evils did not completely dominate me....
    No matter how scary I become.... my mother's love doesn't let my heart get away from humanity....
    She is silent but her loving soul is with me every moment

    Ozain - Now that devil has returned not only to drink the blood of innocents but also to shed the ocean of blood

    Now I have to hand him over to death… or else he will create a tragedy of blood

    Jasmine - no....not at all....you can't kill him....because his death by your hands will make you more dreaded...who will again be bloody thirsty

    Ozain - No he can't bear the heat of my blood...he will surely die

    Jasmine - But I have the reflection of the sun in me... with just a drop of my blood, will die him

    Ozain - You know its cost....your life
    you know i won't let this happen

    Jasmine - Try to understand Ozain....it will be my luck that I sacrificed for the lives of many.

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    IN THE BATTLE FIELD

    Bloody terror everywhere....and blood-soaked corpses....
    Innocent running for life....
    Innocent children screaming seeing blood in front of their eyes.
    Pregnant women begging for the lives of their unborn children.

    And suddenly there is a thick darkness and the terrifying cries of wolves start coming, as if death is about to dance on its own wounds.
    And this is exactly what happened….The scary wolves started drinking the blood of innocents mercilessly….The voices of the innocent screaming were heart-wrenching.

    And then the dreaded devil with a bloodied face moves swiftly towards Ozain between the two: a fierce battle ensues....and the devil spits out infected blood from his mouth and....

    Jasmine - (shouting to Ozain) She sprays infected blood on her body


    And suddenly, in Jasmine's body, a holy reflection of the sun appears, the purity of which Satan cannot bear.

    And the skin of his body starts fraying like the old ruins, the paint of the walls of the palace starts coming off… and he starts dying by screaming loudly.

    Ozain -(screaming) Jasmine....my Jasmine what have you done
    You embraced death for a bloody Dracula...(screaming) I am a sinner...a great sinner...who could neither be worthy of your love nor could draw your life from death

    Jasmine - No you are not a sinner... but you are that golden reflective imprint of love surrounded by bloody conspiracies that has settled forever in the hearts that all called you "the shadow of the devil". Whose every beat is now indebted to you

    Now like a disciplined father, you have to be devoted to each and every duty of your son like peoples

    Now this is your Jasmine last wish

    Taking her last breath in the arms of her lover, kisses her lover for the last time and falls asleep in the heaven of his eyes forever.


    The sun is still his weakness...but the moon...the moon always shows him a glimpse of his Jasmine
    And for her, he expresses his heart's feelings in few words....

    "I'll write the ocean & your thirst increase
    I'll write fire & all your pain burn
    I'll write the night & you sleep in the arms of peace
    I'll write rain & your lips get wet
    I'll write the page & your words remain in it
    I'll write the ointment & your pain flow in me
    I'll write autumn & your wither falls
    I'll write the time & your happiness stay forever
    I'll write Jasmine & your touch make my soul smell
    I'll write cerin & your heart melts
    I'll write the mirror & see your reflection
    I'll write a dream & you ​achieve me

    His longing is not for love but is always inclined to the sacred patriotism of the sacrifice indulging in the spiritual dedication of his beloved.

    He still loves her devotion to death.
    the immortality of their love is infinite".

    , .

    ©beleza_

  • kin_jo 37w

    Perfection defines you with the notes of kindness
    Humanity describes you with the tunes of beauty
    On the stillness of poetry,
    you twirl with the quill of metaphors.
    And your existence blisses the world with the tune of your words and love.

    May lord bless you with all your wishes. So sorry for not being here. Let's celebrate again when I'll be back(if). Many many happy returns of the day ��

    Enjoy...
    ~ @love_whispererr


    Exactly a year to our friendship! And also your birthday. But nothing could have been better than a letter of gratitude.

    So I marshalled some words just to describe the person you are :)

    ꜰʟᴀꜱʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
    ᴀ ᴄᴏʀᴜꜱᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴜʀᴀ
    ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴏᴘᴇꜰᴜʟ ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡꜱ

    ᴬ̳ ̳ᶠ̳ʳ̳ⁱ̳ᵉ̳ⁿ̳ᵈ̳ ̳ᵃ̳ⁿ̳ᵈ̳ ̳ᵃ̳ ̳ˡ̳ⁱ̳ˢ̳ᵗ̳ᵉ̳ⁿ̳ᵉ̳ʳ̳

    His words wears life where the reader gets the feeling, a sense of warmth that radiates to the reader. One can connect to his words and derive a hopeful end after a self loathing past.

    ᴬ̳ⁿ̳ ̳ᵃ̳ᶠ̳ᶠ̳ᵉ̳ᶜ̳ᵗ̳ⁱ̳ᵒ̳ⁿ̳ᵃ̳ᵗ̳ᵉ̳ ̳ᵐ̳ᵃ̳ⁿ̳ ̳ᶠ̳ⁱ̳ˡ̳ˡ̳ᵉ̳ᵈ̳ ̳ʷ̳ⁱ̳ᵗ̳ʰ̳ ̳ⁱ̳ⁿ̳ⁿ̳ᵒ̳ᶜ̳ᵉ̳ⁿ̳ᶜ̳ᵉ̳
    His greatest strength is in vulnerability and tenderness. For many it might be a weakness but his emotions play a vital role in developing relationships with many.
    ( Aise hi you aren't a bhai aka brother of mirakee xD)

    ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ
    ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
    (ʙᴇꜱᴛ) ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ

    In this vast sea ( Miraquill ) you were one of the million most beautiful things that happened to me ' like a little sand dollar to my life '. A true bibliophile , a dictionary on it own, a friend, a brother , a clasping hand whenever life problems abounds you

    Sid, thank you for all those uncountable advices whenever my spirits kept on falling and cheering me up in my blues ,accepting my flaws and fault and looking beyond them.
    ~ @lovethatneverfades



    Happiest Birthday Sid ( still - the outsider) @the_speccy_outsider







    #Birthdaywish #haiku #postcard


    Sorry for not being here. Will be back on 15th.

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    ꜰʟᴀꜱʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
    ᴀ ᴄᴏʀᴜꜱᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴜʀᴀ
    ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴏᴘᴇꜰᴜʟ ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡꜱ







    ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ
    ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
    (ʙᴇꜱᴛ) ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ



    Happy Birthday

  • room_no_101 48w

    If you are here directly, then i request you to go and read the first 2 part which you can find just iske paihle , so that aapki link na kharab ho and you relate this story.


    W̳e̳l̳c̳o̳m̳e̳ ̳B̳a̳c̳k̳

    Part 2- The Arrival


    Ghar lautne ke baad khana hua . Sbb ne thodi bohot bate ki , hasi majak chall rha tha ..
    Sbb bohot khus theh, bhai bhi bass seh has-khel ke bate krr rha tha , abb ye voh purana cornered apne kaam se kaam rkhne vala insaan nhi rha tha. Bohot bdal gya tha.
    Mom-Dad meh bhi abb ghagde nhi hote theh, gharr bohot saant nbi but haapning lagg rha tha . Hrr koi apni jindagio meh khush theh.
    Toh tab kya hua tha jab mujhe inki jarurat thi, mai inse bate krna chahta tha , mai inseh bohot baate krna chahta tha , kyo sbb neh mere sath vaisa kiya ?
    Kyo mujhe tootne diya ?
    Lakho baar bheek mangne baad bhi momdad ke ghagde bnd nhi hote the , hrr cheej mai apne upar le chuka tha hrr jimedari abb meri thi , maine hosh nhi , sedha gharr sambhall liya tha , bas issi ummed meh keh , sbb kuch theek ho jayega and i'll live that happy life jo maine desire ki thi ..
    Har cheej ki, hrr cheej khud settle hua bohot chooti si umrrmwh , bhai ko settle krva diya ghar leliya, so that sbb khush ho jaye , abb unki jarurate poori krne me koi kmi nhi rakhi.
    Lekin sbb ko matlab he nhi tha , mom-dad ke ghagde , bhai ka khud me he raihna , dosto ka matlab nikal jane me chale jana .
    Koi nhi tha, kya kuch nhi kiya ,kiske-kiske liye nhi kiya , par silsila kya mila..
    Meri himmat todi sabneh...
    Akhir kbb tak lachar raigta , kiske liye krr rha tha ye sbb , unke lia hee na , lekin sayad kabhi mai consider he nhi hua , bohot he jada unke liye tha isslia , ya fir fir unhe kabhi smjhne he nhi tha mere bareh meh..

    Aaj kyo ummed krr rhe hai mujh seh , mujhe nhi lautna , mai nhi abb aur toot skta , mai nhi chahta abb kuch aur , mujhe nhi bnana abb kisi ko khud ki kamjoori ,mai nhi lautna chabta ..
    Bache ko bhook lagne pe khana dena chabiye uske mrne ke baad nhi..

    Yha tha he koun , mai hu he koun inke jindagi meh. Ye gahr jo maine bnaya tha, mai khud yha nhi raih paa rha tha toh unse kya he ummed mrta jo kabhi smjh hee nhi paye mujhe .
    Sayad ye glti meri he thi , kabhi ye jaaheir hone he nhi diya ke mai , meri bhi kuch takleefe exist krti hai meri life meh. Kuch bhi toh nhi pta inhe ki mujhe kitna bura lga tga , mai kitna toot gya tha jab voh chali gai thi, insabb logo ke baad usi seh toh ummed ki thi ussh sukoon ki. Voh bhi insinnikli , actually inse baatar. Inhe kya pta ke office me sbb kitna chidte the mujhe seh keh eak baccha unse adhi umr ka unse aage ka rha hai, inhe kya pe pta tha keh jindagi bas abb unke he sapne poore krne me lga di thi ..
    Eak min sayad inhe sbb pta tha , sbb btaya toh tha, hrr cheej , eak-eak baat . Lekin inke lia toh unke ghagde jada jaruri theh..

    Toh kyo aaj ye itne acche baanneh ka dhong krr rhe theh..
    Mai theek tha vha mera eak kamra vha pe alexa din bharr gane bjati slow avaj meh, building ke neeche kuch pyare-pyare puppies and dogs bhi theh jo rroj mujhe dekh keh khus hojaya krte theh , naki mujhe dekh ke jhagadte aur kya chahiye tha .

    " Kha dada achanak kha gumm ho jate ho ,beech beech meh "

    Amma-"Chupp krr tu toh baat he na krr , pareshan krr rkha hai , mere bete koh"

    Dad-" Bada pyar aarha hai apne bete par , beta tum toh bohot he khush naseeb ho , tumhari aama ke dill pighla dene meh"

    Aama- " tum toh chup hee rho , kabhi socha hota aone bete keh bareh meh , toh aaj aisa na hota, hmse durr kmane ke lia."

    Bhai - "kya aapdono firr se chalu ho gye , badlogeh nhi. Chalo aaram krrlo raat ho gai hai."

    " Haa amma shi hai aap logg sbb aaram krrlo kll reception ke lia time peb ready bhi hona hai toh jldi thoda."

    Dad- " beta tum ruko , kuch baate krni hai "

    "Jee papa terrace chale ,thodi hva bbi kha lenge "

    Toh bhai amma ko andar le gya aur mai aur dad terrace pe chale aaye , bohot pyar aur thandi hva chall rhi thi.

    "Beta tum toh jante he ho keh sadi byah hai aur ghar ka renovation.."

    "Aap paiso ki chinta na kro , aama ke paas mere account ka ka duplicate card hai. Aap vhi use kra lo ,koi dikkat nhi hai"

    Dad- " Nhi beta , paiso ki baat nhi hai , hum kaihrhe the keh , sadi byah vala ghar hai aur renovate kra diya hai , toh raih jao nah yhi , abb mat jaao naah"

    Ke kis trah ka saval tha , ye toh mere hatho meh tha he nhi..
    Mai chaah ke bhi nhi rukk skta tha .

    Dad-" Aur tum bhi apna gharr bsa lo, kab tak rhogeh vha akela , hmare sath yhi aake raihlo, itaa bda ghar hai, apna bhi ghar bsao"


    " Areh nhi papa , abhi toh soch nhi skta kuch client ka nya project hai aur voh bohot important hai company ke lia, eak hafte ki chutti bhi badi muskill se leke aaya hu."

    Dad - " tum eak hafte ke lia aaye ho , lekin tumhari maa toh kaih rhi thi keh tum mahinr bhar rhogeh kmse-kmm"

    " Aap unko kuch nhi btana , mai nhi chahta ke. Hai ke sadi me koi nya kalesh ho. Aur vaise bbi, aap sbbkhush hai yha mai yehi dekh ke khush hu , akhir kaar , sbb shi ho gya , parso subah ki flight hai , barat ke sath mai vapas nhi aa pounga, mujhe vhi seh airport niklna hai. Aap amma ko kuch nhi btayenge , mai bya dunga unko ."
    And iske sath he I moved downstairs and kll sadi ke reception kitaiyari hone lgi , amma bohott he pyari lagg rhi thi, aur khush bhi, papa apne bete ki khudi meh bohot khush theh. Sbb bohot shi se ho gya. Aur mai vha se barat ke paihle nikl gya gharr aake change krr ke Ola book krrli.
    Tabhi bhai ka phone aaya , mumma thi call peh .

    " Beta kha hai tu , tere papa bta rhe thr keh tu ghar nikal aaya hai , sbb shi toh hai."

    "Haa amma sbb shi hai bas nikal he rha hu "

    Bas ye bolke phone kaat diya ..
    Voh gharr aarhe the aur mai air port ke lia nikl chuka tha to arive my place .




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    So how was it?
    Thoda nya imaginary character and uski situation Do share your feed backs about the story .
    Do tag your friends who love stories.

    You all are true darlings supporters �� ye lo safeed dill�� .

    ©room_no_101



    @writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite Thanks for all your love ✨

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    Welcome Back

    Part 2- The Arrival

    ©room_no_101
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  • room_no_101 48w

    W̳e̳l̳c̳o̳m̳e̳ ̳B̳a̳c̳k̳


    Part 1- The Visit

    Hasshh, bada ho jana is not an easy job, bohot jimedariya uthani pdti hai..
    Khud ke kaam kro, cheje manage kro and the most important , you have to start supporting others.

    This morning i had to join a meeting but as usual i missed to set an alarm for this ��
    But any how kamya, my P.A. called me to wake me up, use pta tha keh , i was working till late night.
    Ajj voh na hota toh kya hota ...

    Nasta miss krr ke jldi jldi meeting and presentations khtm kiye. Nasta toh mai raste me hee krr lunga .
    Nhi mujhe office nhi jana tha, mai aaj se eak hafte ke leave pe tha , ghar vapas jo jarha tha. Jab maine kamya ko tickets book krne kha tha toh sge was shocked keh suraja aaj raat ko bbi kaise ugga baith hai , aap chitti peh jarhe voh bhi eak hafte ki.. Bhai ki saadi ke lia. Isslia jana jaruti tha , vrna mera koi irra aur koi ummed dono nhi thi. Nhi-Nhi koi Jhagda nhi tha, ya mujhe ghrr se nikala bhi nhi gya tha , koi family issue nhi tha , bas mai he chala aaya , mai hee chood aaya , sbb ko, sbb cheejo ko..

    Bas akele raihna chahta tha sbb se durr, htr cheej se durr , and it was going good for me , mai yha akela tha , kaam tha aur kya chahiye.. khairr flight pakadni thi chenni niklna tha toh saree cheje bando bast krrli, aur raste me se bhai ke lia ring �� aur watch leni thi aur maa ke lia saadi, unka phone aaya tha kaohrhi thi keh tu jo layega vhi paihnungi. Yes sabb toh unke bahane the mujhe bulane ke lia , unko pta tha agar ye sbb nhi bole toh sayad mai na aao. Par kaise nhi aata , jindagi me sayad bhai se jada pyar aur fikrr kisi aur ko kiya he nhi toh jana hee tha .
    Flight 3 baje ki thi aur bohot kaam bacha tha toh maine flat ki duplicate keys society office me submit krr di, kyoki hemlata didi ko ghr ki saaf safai krni raihti hai, flat hafte bharr bnd ho rha hai isslia , toh beech me aake krr jayengi , abb daily toh saaf krne ki jarurat nhi tji koi tha he nhi jooh.

    Insaan chahe jitna bda ho jaye but window seats, bohot jaruri hai. Asli paise baadal dekhne ke lia he toh diye hai ��. Toh basnikal chale badlo se milne, flight tookoff and in some time we all were up cuddling the clouds . Mujhe height se drr dlgta tha , lekintab jab neeche dekho , but yha se view bohot pyara tha , bohott he pyaara.

    Thode time meh , i reached chennai. Bhai lene aaya tha airport, he seemed to be happy. Within 45 min we reached home , mumma bhi bohot khush thi. Bohot kuch badal gya tha in 6 saalo meh , ghrr ka raang, interior, kitchen bhi. Mujhe yaad hai jab maine ye ghar liya tha , mumma ko modular kichen krvana tha hmesha seh , but voh budget ke bahar jo rha tha toh unnhoneh plan drop krr dia. Sbb khush the yha , ghar bhara-foola tha. Dad ne btaya ke building ke neeche ab bohot kutte bhi aate hai rotiya khane .
    Jab mai yha tha tab yha dogs nhi theh, aur hum jha paihle raihte then vha bohot sareh dogs hua krte theh, hmare ghrr ka eak hissa se theh voh, voh ghar chota tha hmara toh kha he rakhte kisi ko apne sath lekin ghar ke bahar bohott jagah thi voh vha raih lete ��.
    Aur bhagvan-jee ke krupa seh kbhi khane ki kmi nhi hone paai , na unko na hmko, chahe kitna bhi bura time ho , raat ko khane ka intzam ho he jata tha ..
    I was 24 when i bought this house, aur eak saal baad, mai mohali move ho gya , sbb se dur.
    Yha kuch tha nhi mera, bas office se apne kamremeh aur apne kamre se office bas ye hota mera routine, mere loans complete ho gye abb bank se sare papers complete krra ke sare papers mom ko deke , mai agle mahine he nikal chuka tha .
    Shi toh tha meri jimmedariya poori krrli thi maine ,. Ghar khareedliya tha , bhai ko bhi, settle krva doya ,shi sejob me join krva diya toh abb voh mere barabar kma rha tha , aur voh toh bas 22 ka tha . Toh sbb kuch shi toh chall rha tha.
    Unke pass eak ghrr tha apna raihne ke lia , apni-apni oersonal spaces thi , mujhe lga ke jab mai yha move hounga ,mera khud ka kamra hoga mai ,khush rhunga, akele rhunga. Sayad tab cheeje mujhe na draye , sayad tab mujhe ne ye shoor na pareshan kre, mera apna gharr hoga ..
    Par nhi hua tha..

    Brother- "Bhai kha kho gye, abhi toh aap neh apna kamra dekha he nhi."

    "Mera nhi , hmara chote! Aur abhi toh tera ��"
    Brother- " Dada aap bhi , chalo mai dikhata hu, ye dekho black and grey interior, aap shi kaihte the ye colour combination bohott jachta hai .."

    Ghar ke interior ka kaam hona tha , btaya tha bhaineh .
    Ye hmara kamra tha , it was mild yellow jab hum move hue theh, mujhe grey and usme black detailing ya fir white me greay ke detaing jaisa kmra chahiye tha , but ye sbb plans drop ho gye theh, nya ghrr tha toh koi sence he nhi bnta tha keh sbb kuch repaont kraye aur change hoo kuch bhi and paise bhi lgne theh.. gharr le liya tha aur 2 saal bhar meh uska loan bhi complete krna tha, maine thaan rkha tha .
    Aur abb jab 7 saalo baad sbb change hua toh ye sbb kitna apna-apna sa lgg rha tha , par ye apna nhi tha , abb ye mera nhi tha , mai yha ka nhi tha .

    "Bohot bhadia hai"

    Brother - " aap ki bhi choice badia hai maan-na pdega "

    "Chalo-chalo aaram se dekh lega ghar , abhi aaya hai moo hath dho ke iske paihle kuch kha lene do , fir krte raihna dono bhai baate "
    (Mumma said)

    Ye sbb kitna ajjeb lag rha tha , mano anjaan si cheejo ko din apna kaihne ki koshish krr rha hai aur dimav kaih rha hai ke ye humara nhi hai..
    Ajjeb hoti hai na dil aur dimag ki kashma kassh, ye ghar jo sayad maine eak sukkon ke koone ki ummed ke liye khareeda tha , ushe kabhi ghar bna he nhi paya, mai kabhi isse apna he nhi paya.
    Raat ko khana khane ke baad bhai aur mai eak drive ke lia gye , usne btaya ke kafi kuch badal gya hai yha , hum dono hmari jagah pe gye.
    Ha vha jha him dono bhai ghanto walk kiya krte . Akele bas hum dono .
    Abb voh joging tracl bnn chuki thi, vha voh akelapan aur sukoon nhi tha ,logg theh kaisaareh , but humne vha gadi park krrke thoda baithne ka socha .
    It was just on the river bank. This place always facinated me .
    Kitna sukoon tha yha..


    Brother-"Bhai toh kab aarhe ho vapas? Abb toh aajao "
    " Aah toh gya dekh hu toh , tere pass tere sath ."

    Uske baad usne nhi dohrai ye baat , thodi yha vha ki baate ki hmne aur fir gharr laut aaye.
    2 din gujar gye shoping aur baki cheejo meh , maa bhi bohot khush thi apne bete ko vapas dekh keh !
    Unhe lag rha tha ke mai abb mahine bhar rhunga yha , par maine unko btane ki bohot koshish ki ,keh bta du ke bas eak hafte ka mohtaaj tha mai yha , bas na himmat hui na he mauka .
    Tabhi saam ko dosto ke calls aane lge , sayad bhai ne bta diya tha kisi ko ke mai laut aaya hu , aur ye baat aag si fail gai. Mai nhi milna chahta tha kisi seh , sbb nakli hai , sbb drd denge. Mujhe milna tha veer seh , mere clg ka dost , aur bas eakauta dost jiss seh milunga , sama ko baat hui thi ussi seh kll milunga , uski bhi saadi ho chuki aur mai nbi aaya tha toh bohot galia de rha tha , phone meh km se. 3 min hello bolne ke baad maine galiya suni thi..
    Voh he yoh yaar tha mera iss aber meh, jisneh kabhi sath nhi choda.

    Toh bass kal nikl liye usko milne , bhai fit tha ! Yeh toh ajjeb tha , keh aaj bhi itta fit, health , sayad ye sbb bhabhi jee ka influence tha , dono ki joodi bohot pyari thi aur unki eak bohot pyari si beti bhi thi anamika, bohot saitaan thi , baar baar mujhe daaku uncle bolke chidharhi thi..

    Daaku uncle ...
    Ha veer ne naam rkhva diya tha , bolta tha keh tu toh yha ki bank loot ke bhagg gya gai abb kaise vapas lautega yha . Raat ko ghar aane wakt mai kuch deer apne vhi river side jane ka decide kiya , sayad i was missing that shanti , bohot shoorgull ho chuka tha aaspaas ite dino meh.

    (Phone rings)
    "Haaama bolo na !"
    Beta gharr kab laut rha hai, bohot deer ho gai, aiseh toh nikll nhi rha tha gharr seh, aur jab jata hai toh vhi ka ho jata hai ."

    Ye bolte wakt unke avaj meh eak ajjeb sa drr maihsoos ho rha tha,
    Kya mai itna bura tha ?
    Mai itna bura kyo tha ?

    "Haa aama aata hu bas abhi niklahu, thodi der me pohoch jaounga"

    Aama - " Khana khayega sath meh ya fir kha me aarha hai "

    "Jee aake kha lunga"
    Mana nhi krr paya unhe, kuch din jo sath me tha , km se km utne he unke naam krrdu.


    To be continued ��

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    Sorry, for the delay , do share your feed backs about the story and predict ur opinions and aage kya hoga jra btao cmt meh . And do read the second part also.

    ����️✨✨
    Do tag your friends who love stories.

    You all are true darlings supporters �� ye lo safeed dill��

    ©room_no_101



    @writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite Thanks for all your love ✨

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    Welcome Back

    Part 1- The Visit

    ©room_no_101
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  • shayarbezubaan 74w

    #shayarbezubaan #Dearbewafa#mursid #muhabbat #wafa #khuda#Love #Sad #Diary #Thoughts #HindiWrites #life
    #mirakee #writersnetwok #pod


    T̶̡̨͈̩̘̞̫̤͐̈́ȩ̵̳̺͓̰̖̽̈́̈́́̈́͜͜r̷̳̮͚͔̫̣͚̺̦͑̉̏e̴̱͕̻̠͇̦̰͓̳̻̾̐̈͗̅̚͘̕͝ ̴͓̱̟̺͘͘n̵̜͍͔̙͎͊̉̑̋̌̿à̴̠̰̘̞̹̅̎̏͐̌́̈͛̇ ̸̠̗̣̱̄̽̈̒͗͜ḫ̶̡̜͔͈̥̌̃͆̆̌o̴̰̺̞̲̤̓͑̄͘n̴̼͛͗̓͛̉͝ę̸̬̻̳̝̺̜́͊ͅ ̵̱̒͆̅͋̑̕͝k̵̻͖̤̩̳̀͑ȁ̷̧̢̪̬̫̞͉͈͇̥̓͒͘̕͝ ̸̢͙͓̙͖̲̯̲̘̤̽m̷̱̱̏̍̍͊̉̃͊ǎ̴̛̪̲̈́̓̊̐̐̀̇l̷̗͇͓͍̃̓̆̽̊͒͒́̽͠ͅa̸͔͍̖̤͓̞̙͖̦̿̈́̿̽͐̋̅͋ḷ̶̩͚̌̾̂͊́̽̊̐ ̸̱̤͔̮͕͈̘͕̺̫̑͐̍͝n̶̙͎͚̎̿̃̑͂͜ͅa̴̳͔͚̣͂͠h̷͉̭̏̋ȉ̷̢͈̳͙̙͇͆̅̇̆
    ̴̜̔̀̃T̶̟̬͇̮͍̦̩̣́̅̾̐̈́̿̕͝ͅȩ̶̙̣̮̣̯̗͉͖̐ŗ̷̢͍̠͕̣̖̭͂́͋͂͊͗̀͝ȩ̴̙̜͇͎͔̦̯̎̾͜ ̴̨̡̦̺͖͕̱̬̫̓̿͑̾̿͛b̸̳̼͓̩̩͍̯̲̊͑̓͋̄̎́̌̚̚ͅͅa̷̧̡͚̲͎̩̹̓̐͌̾͑͜͝͠d̸̢̡̼͓̼̝͚͔͝a̷͉̗̟̭̎́̈́̑l̵̡̼̲͖͓͍̚ ̴͚̺͕̤̙̉̈̌̒̂̕j̸͓̫̰̲̪̬͙̜̫͇̃̆́͌͋͂̎̽̑̚a̴͉͗̿͗̀͑̈́͝ñ̷̨̨̪̭̺̘͈ę̵̡̱̤͔̩̗͖͔̥̊̒͋̈́̏̈́̈́ ̴̨̧̰͚͇͎͕̒͆̿͋̎̉͂͑k̵̬̉̍͐̆͑̔a̵̹͍̩̪̤̱̲͑͊͊͐ ̵͍̈̎́̇̋͋̀͐̕͝ͅs̷̩̅ā̴̡͈͙͙̉̄͝w̴͓͉̺͍̓̋̎̅̏̌͘͘ả̶̲̗̺̗͉͎͎͎̓̉̓̚͜l̷̛̝̰̗̯̇̆͒̄̎̈́̔͘ ̴̣̤̪̜͚̞̈́͂̅̓͋ȟ̸̹́̐å̷͇̪͋̂̓̉ì̸̧̺̲̻͇̙̠̻̘̂͗͐̋̚͘

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    Tere na hone ka malal nahi
    Tere badal jane ka sawal hai
    ©shayarbezubaan

  • harskriti819 87w

    Petrichor

    Mellifluous heart beats ...
    Hypnotherapy for my anxious core
    Nefarious monsters of my within
    Are killed by the angels of your presence
    you overtake over my existence ...
    As the earthly sweetness after the rain
    Giving the world - Petrichor

    Petrichor won't last long ‘ephemeral’ as it is
    But will our love validate ~ ‘forever’ !
    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 87w

    Dawn

    At dawn , earth turns ‘heaven’ with epitome of ethereal divinity .

    The dawn is indeed god's declaration of joy !

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 87w

    Tears

    Bottle my teardrops ...
    And there will be a new ocean on the world map !

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 87w

    The regime of Sadness

    There stands always an equilibrium between heart and the emotional constituents which are antagonistic yet allied . The heart wants love , hope , felicity and likeness . But all what is left is mere feelings of vanity , hate , agony and jealousy .It seems SADNESS is more prominent than JOY .
    So an emotional equilibrium appears almost an irony or total falsehood to me . As for me , the world revolves around the niche of SADNESS and it holds supremacy over my puny existence !

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 87w

    Self love

    Only those of several who caress their own deeds and needs are the ones truly capable to love others . No love is as superior and strong than the love for oneself . Love yourself as you wish to be loved by others .
    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 87w

    A Sinner's dilemma

    Drenched in wilderness
    I walk towards mysterious redemption
    Burning and churning my soul
    All I am left with is a mammoth sin
    Misery begs for mercy
    And the apocalyptic end watches me
    In only of a kind amazement

    ©harskriti819

  • prettyproses 107w

    Title : e̳c̳h̳o̳e̳s̳ o̳f̳ s̳p̳r̳i̳n̳g̳

    O floating feathers
    Where have you disappeared?
    When all my heart desires
    Soaring in skies wings coloured

    Hear what the spring echoes
    In these sparkling waves of waters
    Where these eyes chose
    To see Sight of butterflies over flowers

    Behold as my heart rejoices
    When words fall like leaves
    I have accepted poetic phases
    This calm serenity my mind believes

    Listen to the cheerful song
    Which my lips blew into cloud
    When my soul is waiting since long
    To hear my words breathing out loud
    ©prettyproses

    At times feelings fill up the so much space in your heart that you fail to fit any words in mouth. There are innumerable things that make you feel so overwhelmed. It could be sight of birds floating on sea surface. Butterflies fluttering around flowers or simply the seasonal changes. There is an untold serenity where you listen what your heart says. And just obey your hands as they weave another art.

    #anotherpost #season #echoesofspring #pod #backtowriting

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    Echoes of Spring

    O floating feathers
    Where have you disappeared?
    When all my heart desires
    Soaring in skies wings coloured

    Hear what the spring echoes
    In these sparkling waves of waters
    Where these eyes chose
    To see Sight of butterflies over flowers
    ©prettyproses

  • the_blue_feather_quotes 126w

    You may deserve all the time in your life to rectify your mistakes, but you don't even deserve a second to redo the same mistake
    ©the_blue_feather_quotes

  • _saniyasawant_ 132w

    ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ̳ᴡᴀꜱ ̳ᴀ ̳ɢɪʀʟ ̳ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ̳ɪɴ ̳ᴀ ̳ꜰᴀɪʀʏʟᴀɴᴅ ̳
    ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ̳ᴛᴏ ̳ʙɪʀᴅꜱ ̳ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ̳ᴛʜᴇ ̳ʙʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ ̳
    ᴄᴀʀʀʏɪɴɢ ̳ᴀ ̳ʙᴀꜱᴋᴇᴛ ̳ᴡɪᴛʜ ̳ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ̳ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ̳ɪɴ ̳ɪᴛ ̳
    ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ̳ᴋɴᴏᴡ ̳ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ̳ᴛʜᴇ ̳ʟɪꜰᴇ ̳ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ ̳ʜᴇʀ̳ꜱʜᴇʟʟ ̳
    ꜱᴀᴜɴᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ̳ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ̳ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ̳ᴍᴏꜱꜱʏ ̳ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱ ̳ ̳
    ᴀɴᴅ ̳ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ̳ɪɴ ̳ᴛʜᴇ ̳ꜰᴀɪʀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ ̳ ̳ɢɪʀᴅʟɪɴɢ ̳ɪᴛ ̳ ̳ᴜɴᴇx̳ᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅʟʏ ̳ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇᴅ ̳ᴛᴏ ̳ᴀ ̳ᴡᴀʟʟ ̳ ̳
    ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ̳ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ̳ᴛᴏ ̳ᴀ ̳ᴅᴏᴏʀ ̳
    ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ̳ɴᴏ ̳ᴏɴᴇ ̳ᴇᴠᴇʀ ̳ᴋɴᴇᴡ ̳
    ᴡᴀꜱ ̳ᴀ ̳ᴡᴀʏ ̳ʜᴇʀ ̳ꜱʜᴏʀᴇ ̳
    . ̳
    . ̳
    (ᴛᴏ ̳ʙᴇ ̳ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ..)

    ©_saniyasawant_

    #VIEW #comment#if#you#want#to#read#the#other#half
    @mirakee @mirakeeworld @mirakeeans

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    A̳N̳O̳T̳H̳E̳R̳ ̳W̳O̳R̳L̳D̳

    .
    (READ THE CAPTION)
    ©_saniyasawant_

  • kermech21 158w

    #819 #garvigujarat
    12.05.2019 19:10

    વધારે શું લખું??? ������������

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    માં

    કેમ કરી પૂછું કે કેટલો પ્યાર કરે છે
    માં તો માં છે તે ક્યાં વહેવાર કરે છે

    એ પોતાની કોરી રોટલી સંતાડીને
    મારી રોટલી પર ઘી ની ધાર કરે છે

    કૂકર માં જો તે શાક ઓછું જુએ તો
    મને ભૂખ જ નથી એમ તકરાર કરે છે

    બધાં સૂઈ જાય સાવ નિરાંતે જ્યારે
    મારી વાટે કેટલી રાતની સવાર કરે છે

    કહેશે નહીં ચૂપ રહીને સહી લેશે બધું
    આવું તો એ કંઈ કેટલીય વાર કરે છે

    ©kermech21

  • este_coalmirth 173w

    W̰̮̑ͪͮ͗͆h̤̯͓̻̒̚a̰̋̀ṯ̶̐͑ ̝ͦĩ̜̗̲̖̘̩̪ͤ̐̎͑͞f͕̯̫̐̇̈́ͪ́ ͚̰͓͔̙ͭ͒̉ͮ̾͋ͅl͖̗͈̥̜̰͊̇i̍ͯ̑̃̉̍̐f̵̬̒ͨ̃̓̀ë̀͐̑͌͗̉͏̘̣͍̠ ̘̯̲̘͖ͬͬ͊̀̌͐̏w̧̳̖̲̬̳̏ͪ̊ͩa̟̓̉š͎̻̪̒̽ͪ̍ͬͫ͜ ̢̝̘̬̞̹̭͔̆ͧ͑̅̚j̖̦̗͌̐̇͌̔͆u̲̼̟̙̣̔s̃̇͞ț͖̥̝̼ͣ͂̓̿̒ ̻̀̈́a̛̿ͥ͋͂͋ ̓̊̌̂̈́̚̚͢g̨̫̺̱̭̼ă̄͐͆m̤̣̭̓͑̋̄ͯe̥͇̟̪͙̬̦?̞͚͉̀ͮ̄̄̀͌

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    What if life was just a game.

  • harskriti819 185w

    Special :-)

    After a long time ... I am here writing ... Writing for you !
    Yeah ... You can refer it as my " 4.00 a.m thought " . It's 4a.m and I just had chosen to pen down all what I am feeling and all what this dawn wants me to feel ... The sun is not up yet and I don't even want it to emerge ... I don't want this peaceful night to end . I could feel you and just want to tell you something ...well yes , here it is -
    A letter to you ... My love ... My life ... My everything !
    Do read it peacefully !

    Dearie ,
    Harsh !

    I didn't had enough of those words that could reflect the emotions that bind me today . Not just today but each day after I met you . I opt to chose a word ... quite simple it sounds but it's what I found better than other (comparatively )... SPECIAL ! Yup "special" !
    You are special for me .
    I was in darkness and the day I met you it was just light and glimmer and gleam everywhere ... Its what others say ... But I feel somewhat different ... I was in darkness and you were there not behind me , not leading me ... You were there -right BESIDE me .. With me ... And faced the darkest of the darkened with me ! I knew you wanted to live in lights but you sacrificed it all just for me ... So that I don't live in darkness all alone ! And I think you are SPECIAL !

    I know you are just so beautiful and your glory can be termed heavenly ... Your eyes , your smile , your glossy hairs , and all of you ... Just beauty at its peak ... I sometimes ponder how could something .. Someone be so beautiful ! Yaah that's true but today I don't want to write for your beauty ...but this time all that comes in my mind is your beautiful heart that you carry ... The beautiful soul that is within and this beautiful version of you is unseen * invisible * to others ! I could not only see your internal charm but can actually feel it and I think you are SPECIAL !

    And as I do tell it everytime ... There is something magnetic in you ... I straightaway cling to you and I don't know why I just want to be with you . I hate it the most when those eyes have a glimpse of you as you belong to me and I just can't share you ! You hold magic and I started believing in miracles and fantasies as I started believing in you ! You let my imagination bloom in the best way possible and I just get attracted to you although we are totally different ... I don't know why but I guess it's because you never allowed our DIFFERENCES to DIVIDE us ! And I get attracted to you as opposite poles of magnet do ... And I think you are SPECIAL!

    You are my healer ... You cure the every bit of ill in me ... My each pain , my scratches , my tears , my soreness , my wounds , my bleeding heart is repaired by you in the most comfortable and soothing way ... No medicines , no prayers can heal me the way you do ! You hold me in your arms during the extremes and I feel so relaxed and so loved and I wish to be there till the last beat my heart adorns ! And I think you are SPECIAL !

    I was in thousand pieces and all broken ... But you collected all my thousand brittles and renewed me without letting me to loose my originality ... You love the "raw me" ..you accept me as I am ... I never tried for those coats of tip tops and makeups As you treat me as the most gorgeous girl on this cosmos ! You love me and I think you are SPECIAL !

    I want to write all what I feel today and all what I feel when you are with me and all what I feel when I think of you and all what I feel when you touch me and all what I feel when you recognize me in millions and all what I feel when you love me unconditionally .....

    I think you are SPECIAL as you make me feel SPECIAL ....

    And I can give it all for you and I can face it all for you and I can wait all long for you and I can love you the way my thoughts love infinity and I can be with you till the last star shines up there ....

    Cause I think you are SPECIAL and I am the most lucky one today to have you and I want to be the same till the end of the time !
    You are SPECIAL !
    I repeat ....
    You are SPECIAL !

    With love ,
    From your girl !

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 196w

    #819
    all ι need for мy faιryтale тo coмe тrυe...
    ιт's мe and тonnes of love and jυsт yoυ!

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    ι do!

    ι coυld ѕмell yoυr very preѕence
    and ι coυld feel yoυr coмpany...
    ιтѕ jυѕт yoυr arмѕ ι need aroυnd
    wнen тнe world woυld вe agaιnѕт мe...

    yoυr ѕмιle мaĸeѕ мe gιggle
    and yoυr тearѕ мaĸe мe cry...
    ѕerιoυѕly, ι donт need тнoѕe wιngѕ
    yoυr тoυcн мaĸeѕ мe fly...

    ι wanт тo ѕee тнe world
    wιтн мy нandѕ ιnтo yoυrѕ...
    мy нearт needѕ yoυr ѕyмpнony
    ғor ιтѕ ιll- rнyтнмѕ тo cυre...

    well..ι нave a тнoυѕand deѕιreѕ
    тнey ѕтarт and end wιтн yoυ...
    gυeѕѕ wнo'ѕ ιn мy нearт?
    yoυ are тнe anѕwer...no clυeѕ...

    мy day ѕтarтѕ wιтн yoυr " υтн gyι"
    and мy nιgнтѕ end wιтн
    "ѕo jao, тв тo dreaмѕ мe aaυnga!"...
    мy нearт ғallѕ ғor yoυ eacн тιмe
    wнen yoυ ѕay
    " тυмнare вιna nнι rн paaυnga!"...

    нey, ι ĸnow yoυ love мe тнe мoѕт
    вυт ι love yoυ even мore...
    ιғ yoυ нave goт мy ѕplaѕнιng waveѕ
    ι нave goт yoυr ѕнoreѕ....

    yoυr eyeѕ are lιĸe dιaмond
    and yoυr нearт ιѕ lιĸe gold...
    yoυr ĸιѕѕ and yoυr нυgѕ
    are lιĸe a pleaѕυre ι нold...

    ι lιve ғor yoυr love
    and ι can dιe ғor yoυr ĸιѕѕ...
    oн darlιng! pleaѕe love мe
    ғorever lιĸe тнιѕ...

    all ι need ғor мy ғaιryтale тo coмe тrυe
    ιтѕ мe and тonneѕ oғ love and jυѕт yoυ...
    yeѕ...yoυ мy prιnce and ι yoυr prιnceѕѕ
    ι waιт ғor тнe day...
    wнen we wιll υттer -

    ι do...
    ι do...
    ι do...❤❤❤❤❤

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 197w

    True that ....#819

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    " Touch "

    I don't want you to hug me ...Well yes I need your arms for the days I would be alone ...I don't want you to kiss my lips ...well yes I will need your lips to heal when the world would hurt me ...I want your heart ....not your touch ...I fell for your soul ...not for your body ... even I want our love never to loose its innocence... Well yes ! I desire for your presence ..... But dear I never wish to win over you physically.... I want you to touch me emotionally and eternally! I can wait !

    ©harskriti819

  • harskriti819 198w

    Aaj bhi ....

    Aaj bhi mere kamre se
    uski khushboo aati h...
    Aaj bhi meri bistar ki silvate
    Uski yaadon me ansoon bhahati h ...
    Aaj bhi mere aaine me
    Uska deedar ho jata h ...
    Aaj bhi uska naam aate hi
    Mujhe dobaara pyaar ho jata h ...

    Aaj bhi uske naam Ke sath
    Mera hi naam jora jata h ...
    Aaj bhi meri rooh-mera jism bs
    Use chahta h...
    aur n Jane kyu
    "Fanna" uspe fir se "fida" ho jati h ...
    Jb bhi kbhi vkt uska zikr kr jata h...

    ©harskriti819