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Poet Maddy

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वो कह कर गए थे कि अब, न आएंगे लौटकर हम दोबारा.......... मगर उनकी यादें कमबख़्त, हमें सताने हर रात आ जाती हैं........ ©Poet Maddy वो कह कर गए थे कि अब, न आएंगे लौटकर हम दोबारा.......... #Went#Say#ComeBack#Damn#Memories#Hurt#Night.........

वो कह कर गए थे कि अब, न आएंगे लौटकर हम दोबारा.......... मगर उनकी यादें कमबख़्त, हमें सताने हर रात आ जाती हैं........ ©Poet Maddy वो कह कर गए थे कि अब, न आएंगे लौटकर हम दोबारा.......... #Went#Say#ComeBack#Damn#Memories#Hurt#Night.........

R.S.Meghwal

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वो ज़रा सी बात पर , बरसों के याराने गए ! लेकिन इतना तो हुआ कुछ लोग पहचाने गए ©R.S.Meghwal #R.S.EGHWAL #alone #went #rainy #season #But #some #people #were #recognized

वो ज़रा सी बात पर , बरसों के याराने गए ! लेकिन इतना तो हुआ कुछ लोग पहचाने गए ©R.S.Meghwal #R.S.EGHWAL #alone #went #rainy #season #But #some #people #were #recognized

R.S.Meghwal

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ये बारिश बह गई तो दरिया ठहर गयी तो बूंद कितनों के अरमान जगाने वाली ओर कितनो के अरमानों पर पानी फेरने वाली ये बारिश अजीब हैं ...!! ©R.S.Meghwal #rain #Went #river #stopped #Rainfalls #Stranger #Water #people #woke #armaan

ये बारिश बह गई तो दरिया ठहर गयी तो बूंद कितनों के अरमान जगाने वाली ओर कितनो के अरमानों पर पानी फेरने वाली ये बारिश अजीब हैं ...!! ©R.S.Meghwal #rain #Went #river #stopped #Rainfalls #Stranger #Water #people #woke #armaan

Debayan Ghosh

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Title :- The tough situation is forcing us into who we need to be 📖 Read ⬇️ Look, nobody wants to go through hard times. We’d prefer that things go according to plan, that what could go wrong doesn’t, so that we might enjoy our lives without being challenged or tested beyond our limits. Unfortunately, that’s unlikely to happen. Which leaves us then with the question of what good there is in such difficulty and how we might—either in the moment or after the fact—come to understand what it is that we’re going through...today, tomorrow, and always. Clementine was not cut

Title :- The tough situation is forcing us into who we need to be 📖 Read ⬇️ Look, nobody wants to go through hard times. We’d prefer that things go according to plan, that what could go wrong doesn’t, so that we might enjoy our lives without being challenged or tested beyond our limits. Unfortunately, that’s unlikely to happen. Which leaves us then with the question of what good there is in such difficulty and how we might—either in the moment or after the fact—come to understand what it is that we’re going through...today, tomorrow, and always. Clementine was not cut

Alok Meshram

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Do u remember the time When you had your first tequila without lime How much you downed There was absolutely no count And than you had whisky It was too much, too risky But you were beyond listening You had to down the water sparkling And than you were super tipsy You went mad behaved like a gypsy You danced on the table After you finished the black label We all tried to curtail But it went in your tummy as a cocktail And then your systemm gave up on you You started makin your trip to the loo You flushed the entire stomach out This was just before you passed out You kept blabbering throughout the night Oh you were such a terrible sight My bad that i drank with a bloody amatuer I swore to god never to drink wirh a first timer # bloody amatuer

Do u remember the time When you had your first tequila without lime How much you downed There was absolutely no count And than you had whisky It was too much, too risky But you were beyond listening You had to down the water sparkling And than you were super tipsy You went mad behaved like a gypsy You danced on the table After you finished the black label We all tried to curtail But it went in your tummy as a cocktail And then your systemm gave up on you You started makin your trip to the loo You flushed the entire stomach out This was just before you passed out You kept blabbering throughout the night Oh you were such a terrible sight My bad that i drank with a bloody amatuer I swore to god never to drink wirh a first timer # bloody amatuer

Nisha Sharma (Patil)

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Here’s an inspiring story from a mum who chose to live elsewhere other than India to make choices that could help her son who is on the last 14 years..... someone who loves to blog and stay connected to her roots in India. She shares on various interests, raising one children one who is  now 14year old and than others in any way. We moved to a new town Pune and when he went to a preschool. His teacher was worried about him not being social enough- he was three and half by then. He was speaking when needed and very active physically and was reaching all age appropriate milestone. I went to India in 2005 and struggled to explain his behavior and diagnosis to family and friends. There I realized that his own family doesn’t know him. And the blog was born..….. She who handled 14year alone ... no one was support.... till now......and her son is now 14year old....... Happy with only son.....Ritesh and Nisha sTory mom and son story

Here’s an inspiring story from a mum who chose to live elsewhere other than India to make choices that could help her son who is on the last 14 years..... someone who loves to blog and stay connected to her roots in India. She shares on various interests, raising one children one who is  now 14year old and than others in any way. We moved to a new town Pune and when he went to a preschool. His teacher was worried about him not being social enough- he was three and half by then. He was speaking when needed and very active physically and was reaching all age appropriate milestone. I went to India in 2005 and struggled to explain his behavior and diagnosis to family and friends. There I realized that his own family doesn’t know him. And the blog was born..….. She who handled 14year alone ... no one was support.... till now......and her son is now 14year old....... Happy with only son.....Ritesh and Nisha sTory mom and son story

Sankalp Sharma

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I broke her peace into pieces, I broke her general solitude into silent loud cries, She was at ease with the general flow, I could see that in her face that carried a glow, She never asked for much, only for me to stand by, And i was the one who boarded a train and left without even a bye! She left after my hand slipped right through hers, And as she went, my world went blur. She never looked back, a determined mind she was, And i never stayed back, in her search i was lost. She left saying, "let him be in the bubble, for he will come out of it soon", But she was the bubble herself, and i couldn't come out, although it has already been June. It wreaks my mind and heart, not to see her in person, It wreaks my mind and heart, not to listen her in person, And then to my utter surprise, my subconscious mind overpowers my mind, It opens a Pandora box, And there her memories were lying all this time. Hope they say is a dangerous thing as it drives a man insane, But hope's the only thing that keeps us going, And i just hope for one chance to mend the things again, And i just hope for one chance to tie the knots again. Sometimes i light a cigarette just to quench the pain, But my heart always detours me to another lane, Coz' a voice keeps ringing in my ears, "you have to, you have no option", So I tricked cigarette and never again had one. - the irresponsible maverick

I broke her peace into pieces, I broke her general solitude into silent loud cries, She was at ease with the general flow, I could see that in her face that carried a glow, She never asked for much, only for me to stand by, And i was the one who boarded a train and left without even a bye! She left after my hand slipped right through hers, And as she went, my world went blur. She never looked back, a determined mind she was, And i never stayed back, in her search i was lost. She left saying, "let him be in the bubble, for he will come out of it soon", But she was the bubble herself, and i couldn't come out, although it has already been June. It wreaks my mind and heart, not to see her in person, It wreaks my mind and heart, not to listen her in person, And then to my utter surprise, my subconscious mind overpowers my mind, It opens a Pandora box, And there her memories were lying all this time. Hope they say is a dangerous thing as it drives a man insane, But hope's the only thing that keeps us going, And i just hope for one chance to mend the things again, And i just hope for one chance to tie the knots again. Sometimes i light a cigarette just to quench the pain, But my heart always detours me to another lane, Coz' a voice keeps ringing in my ears, "you have to, you have no option", So I tricked cigarette and never again had one. - the irresponsible maverick

Alok Meshram

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She was beautiful,she had such grace She had invited me for dinner at her place I reached at seven, i carried some wine This was my only chance, i had to make her mine To our lasting friendship was our toast anxious to propose i was waiting for a clear coast On the sofa with the wine in hand she broke the news She was getting engaged and as her bestie she wanted my views It came as a shock, i drifted to another space I went pale, lost all color from my face I could see my world slipping away from my finger Before she could realise, My senses i had to gather She could sense something was wrong I made a lame excuse that it is the sad song I hugged her tight and gave her my wishes With tears in my eyes i went to the kitchen to do the dishes We than kissed and i bade her my bye I pray to god, hope she didnt hear me cry #heartbreak

She was beautiful,she had such grace She had invited me for dinner at her place I reached at seven, i carried some wine This was my only chance, i had to make her mine To our lasting friendship was our toast anxious to propose i was waiting for a clear coast On the sofa with the wine in hand she broke the news She was getting engaged and as her bestie she wanted my views It came as a shock, i drifted to another space I went pale, lost all color from my face I could see my world slipping away from my finger Before she could realise, My senses i had to gather She could sense something was wrong I made a lame excuse that it is the sad song I hugged her tight and gave her my wishes With tears in my eyes i went to the kitchen to do the dishes We than kissed and i bade her my bye I pray to god, hope she didnt hear me cry #heartbreak

adhure_khaab

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Ohk,so...my eyes don't seem red anymore! Or should I wash dem once more nd fix my smile wid d same glame making it obvious 'I am fine '..before I open d door. D door i locked hours ago , Blaming my period cramps off D xcuse sounds weird uh may laugh at dis too! bt dese r d final ways left to lock myself up I wish uh knew ! Lying on d bed watching d cilien or maybe crying nd begging myself to let me be me Was how d hours passed! D memories played a well game too Dey seemed to stroke my head wid flash Nd den leave me quite nd numb nd froze...alas! MY eyes went to d clock whn i realized 3 hrs had already passed Checking myself in d mirror...wiping my eyes...making it sure nthng could be figured out ! I finally walked out of my room nd a thousand of questions was been thrashed at me...'what d hell were uh doin dis long hours ' 'I slept 'were d only words i could manage to pass ...nd den dose taunts which went for almost an hour... I beared dem all wid my mouth shut tight! How could I xplain dem, dier little gurl was engaged in a fight. A fight between her anxious mind nd her numb soul! Nd i managed to open my school book whn i found d words dere were blurry nd tears in my eyes. Wiped it off nd whispered to my self 'Cheerup gurl pretending can be tough at times! #pksingh

Ohk,so...my eyes don't seem red anymore! Or should I wash dem once more nd fix my smile wid d same glame making it obvious 'I am fine '..before I open d door. D door i locked hours ago , Blaming my period cramps off D xcuse sounds weird uh may laugh at dis too! bt dese r d final ways left to lock myself up I wish uh knew ! Lying on d bed watching d cilien or maybe crying nd begging myself to let me be me Was how d hours passed! D memories played a well game too Dey seemed to stroke my head wid flash Nd den leave me quite nd numb nd froze...alas! MY eyes went to d clock whn i realized 3 hrs had already passed Checking myself in d mirror...wiping my eyes...making it sure nthng could be figured out ! I finally walked out of my room nd a thousand of questions was been thrashed at me...'what d hell were uh doin dis long hours ' 'I slept 'were d only words i could manage to pass ...nd den dose taunts which went for almost an hour... I beared dem all wid my mouth shut tight! How could I xplain dem, dier little gurl was engaged in a fight. A fight between her anxious mind nd her numb soul! Nd i managed to open my school book whn i found d words dere were blurry nd tears in my eyes. Wiped it off nd whispered to my self 'Cheerup gurl pretending can be tough at times! #pksingh

Alok Meshram

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He Saw her covered in scarf, as she walked past Her head down, scared of us as she walked fast We made lewd signs and threw kisses She ignored our comments and passes One of them went to her and blocked the route She cried literally when he pulled her suit She, begged n pleaded to let her go And than he went ahead and touched her below She stopped crying when she saw him near her Kept mum as he kept groping her She allowed herself to be molested, she didnt run His team was touching everyehere they were having fun Her eyes were sad, when at him she stare He was busy in molesting her, for a boy for him it was fair He removed her scarf, she just looked He went un a shock it was his sister who cared for him, at times cooked He asked all to stop right than and there, he got them running made thrm dissapear She placed her hand on his shoulder It was very light, but it felt like a heavy boulder She looked at him, her eyes said it first He knew he lost his sister forever to his lust ©al_oks

He Saw her covered in scarf, as she walked past Her head down, scared of us as she walked fast We made lewd signs and threw kisses She ignored our comments and passes One of them went to her and blocked the route She cried literally when he pulled her suit She, begged n pleaded to let her go And than he went ahead and touched her below She stopped crying when she saw him near her Kept mum as he kept groping her She allowed herself to be molested, she didnt run His team was touching everyehere they were having fun Her eyes were sad, when at him she stare He was busy in molesting her, for a boy for him it was fair He removed her scarf, she just looked He went un a shock it was his sister who cared for him, at times cooked He asked all to stop right than and there, he got them running made thrm dissapear She placed her hand on his shoulder It was very light, but it felt like a heavy boulder She looked at him, her eyes said it first He knew he lost his sister forever to his lust ©al_oks