It was January and was raining in Shimla, and the weather forecast predicted snowfall in Mussoorie. We took an Innova. Shreyansh was placed with the driver to take r  Read More...
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I LOVE YOU TOO
Sahir sa tha wo lamhaJo ek pari se roo-ba-roo karyaDikhaya jisne tha mujhe ek sapnaAb ja kar in aankhon ko khol payaAnjaan si lag rahi ye duniyaAb lag rahi kuch be-r  Read More...
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Wo Lamha…
“ Mam, do you wanna dig your lover's name in it?”  “ This is not for my lover ” I replied rudely while snatching the giftbox from the sales girl. It wasn't   Read More...
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This Valentine are you still single ?
By Laiba Noor in Stories
Godavarma realized with pain that he was following those footsteps..like a prey blocking the way,he stood in the shadows of the sculptures of the royal city. Barely   Read More...
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The city of love
From roots that run on love and veins throbbing with the breath of a million sentimental poems grew our very own Methuselah Grand in its rugged ancientness Carrying  Read More...
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Methuselah
Iconic feeling dwelling in the senses, Stars and butterflies giggling in highs,A big round confusing maze, Chasing the heartbeats with amaze. A cloud of dreams, Rose  Read More...
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Love is a cottony dream!
I feel like writing everytime, It reminds me of being a poetess all the time. When thoughts are sublime, Feelings are pure but none to share; Mind gets mesmerized in  Read More...
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I feel like writing everytime
By Nikita Panda in Poetry
  He thinks of her every time, every single time.  She is like a dove flying around rainbows,  fluttering in freedom and unabridged ecstasy. He flows along the br  Read More...
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Baptism
As much as we argue As much as we fight We are in love At the end of the night When situation becomes worse With a quarrel horse in a tug of war I end up to you in t  Read More...
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I Call You My Husband
By Uzma Afreen in Poetry
One day aswin called his friend and asked " I want to be a family man". Aseem shocked!! He think that aswin goes mad. He think that yestarday he was good  what happ  Read More...
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Family Man
Uus raat ki baat hi kuch aisi thiWo mere khidki se aaye or chip gayeMai khana khakar abhi apne room ka door lock kar hi rahi thi ki itne me mere aankhon par kisi ka   Read More...
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EK PYAARI SI RAAT♡
By Pritisha in Stories
Remember that the narrower and smaller the “self” and “self interest,” the greater suffering; misery, agony, grief and fear, they are attended with. Those   Read More...
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EXPAND YOURSELF
Whenever you feel lonely, just feel free to call me, I'll be there for you like a shadow would be. You said that by placing your head on my shoulder. My heart was h  Read More...
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You
Even today,  I wait for my phone to ring thrice before picking it up,  as if you are on your way  to the balcony,  when I'd run till the room and walk softly ti  Read More...
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Landline
By Jenny in Poetry
All are returning of his livilyhood Which was I want  They got and grown-up well Where i stand forgot myself They rise hard become me bent they good Our time was ba  Read More...
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Livilyhood