It was that day you left
To never come back again
That I decided to divide
The things you left behind.
I get the cup you broke
The day we made love
On the slab of the kitchen
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*First attempt at urdu Shayari*
Dil-e-aatish humein aasim banaya aapne,
Tammanaon ko naasur-e-aaraa kiya aapne,
Aashuftah chale they aashiyan ko apne,
Bejurm itlaaf ke humein hawale kiya aapne
O fire in my heart, you turned me into a sinner,
Turned all my desires into embellished wounds,
Tired to my core, when i thought of returning home,
You turned in my faultless soul to the ultimate ruin.
- Neha
Silently, she left the dining table, the food on her plate still untouched. She struggled with her tears, lest they betray her sadness. Upon reaching her room and securing the door with the latch, she let out the flood of emotions inside her.
Yes. It is true. She was never a good daughter. She never thought of anyone but herself. She looked at the marks of the past on her body, cigarette burnt flesh and cuts from the shards of glass - the irremovable marks that he inflicted her with. Yes. She was selfish. Because she had loved. And because her love had abandoned her in her time of need. More
And so I have been tagged by Tim and here is the list of blogs I go to…
1. BlogChaat
2. Life Means More
3. Silence Of Centuries
4. Random Thoughts Of A Demented Mind
5. Creative Obscurity
6. Cartographic Dyslexia
7. DEWDROPS
8. Recursive Hypocrisy
9. School Choice Campaign
Lets paint the sky tonight
Let’s try an after dinner fit
Of fantasy and fun
Let’s not lie and watch TV
Tonight, Let’s paint the sky
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*Title shamelessly copied from Indra Sinha’s book “Death Of Mr. Love”*
What are you doing?
I’m killing Mr. Love
Who are you?
Im no one in particular. I’m just… no one.
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Torn from the middle
It hangs just mid-air
Like an unsolved riddle
In the wizening glare
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Dil Ki Is Sunehri Nagari Mein
Milte Jaate Hain Bahut Dilwale
Muskurahat Chahte Hain Sabhi
Par Yeh Chhale Karun Kiske Hawale?
In This Golden Land Of Love
I Keep Finding A Lot Of Lovers
They All Want My Smiles
But Who Do I Trust My Blisters With?
- Neha
(Inspired by Purak Udani)
The last thing I remember about leaving Delhi would definitely be the heavy sleet in which my father deftly manoeuvering the car safely deposited me to the airport. As I later disappeared into the surging throng of human bodies, I saw him stagger to the car, knowing that he had lost his daughter to the world. More
When I was younger, my grandfather used to tell me stories about Pakistan. He would tell me of the glorious days spent there, the riches, the land, the beauty and all that west Punjab was. The love that the neighbours shared, how easy trust came in those days and of course the ghost stories. No story of my grandfather’s could be complete without a mention of the supernatural. With my growing up, the nature of his stories changed. He began to finally tell me about the killings and the blood spilling that happened during the time of the Partition.
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He felt the world tumbling around
A winged dream jaunted by
And slowly whispered in his ear
I know you worry, but why?
Too often it is that worlds fall down
But at least you have got me
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“So…? Is this the punishment for not being religious?”
“No… I mean not really.”
“Then? I mean… I know I haven’t visited a lot of temples. And I know I think of him in the only prayer I attend and I know you might be pissed because I climbed all the way to Pahwagrh and never went into the temple and I know you are irritated because I tell everyone that I do not believe in you when I secretly do… but aren’t you supposed to be forgiving?”
“Of course… but you have to remember what you believe in. Karma. You have a lot of bad Karma lined up against you.”
“What sorts?”
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There lie a thousand silences
In the gaps between your fingers
But only one resolute apeal
In the width of your hands lingers
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My Holiday Shopping Bag!!!
1) L’oreal Tecni Fix Max Hair Gel
2) Siddharth Dhanvat Shanghvi’s - The Last Song of Dusk
3) A yellow flowered bedsheet
4) A steel coffee mug from Barista
5) A bottle of Vanilla Perfume from the Body Shop
6) Raspberry scented candles from Orange
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Neha Jhingon is online.
mark
yeah!
im here
onl-ine!
Sent at 10:58 PM on Monday
Neha
hey
sorry had gone to get my coffee 
mark
ummmm coffee
Neha
and i hope u ve had a change of mood since the last chat
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