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“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.”

— Herman Hesse, Siddhartha (via books-n-quotes)

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“Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.”

— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (via books-n-quotes)

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Maaa...mummyyyy...aaiiii.....aama....naam anek h par Mamta ek hhh....

Pehla shabd..pehla teacher..pehla school meriii maaa....

Pehli saans...phla dost...phla pyar...merii maaa...

Super maa h meriii maaa...

Kya bolu Mei maa ke baare Mei duniya bhi yeh Kam padee....

Jhukta ser pehle maa ke aage mandiro Mei baad mein..

Shaktimaan ke Shakti maa meinn...

Khud ke spne kaid Kar mere spne chode asman mein....

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Kitni raatein Meri maa bhuke rh gujari hhh....

Mera pet bhar ke khudke bhuk pe de aari hhh...

Meri khushiyoo ke khusi ke leye apni khushiyoo ko maraa...

Aur puchaaa aap khush h naa betaa....

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Glti krta tha to mujhe papa se bachati thi...

Par Kone Mei Lee jaake mujhe daat bhi lagati thi....

Roota to aap ki ankho me bhi anshu hoote the....

Chot mujhe lgti thi na jaane kyun aap roote thee...

Shyd ye hi maa ki Mamta h yeh hi maa ka pyar hh...

Jiske aage jhukta Zindagi ka andhkaar hh....

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Darta hoon main roj apni maa ki hi fikar pade...

Main khona nahi chahta Meri maa sada amar rhee...

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Phla shabd...pehla teacher phla school Meri maa....

Phli saans...pehla dost phla pyar meriii maaa....

Maa ke Bina koi kaise khus rh payegaaa...

Neend na aane per Kon apni god me sulayegaaa...

Apne hathon ke Khana khilaegaa...

Kon beta keh Kar pukaregaaa maaaa...

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Jab raaton main nid na ayegi...

Tab kiski God main sowungaa...

Jab girke chot lag jayegii...

Tab kiski anchal mein rowungaa...

Kaun bolega mujhe aankhon ka Tara..

Kaun bolega mujhe apna dularaaa...

Kaun Meri keemat batayegaa...

Jab duniya bolegi mujhko nakara...

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Meri Zindagi bandegi chahe ghadi andheki

Sada rhe zubaan pe Meri maa...

Mere aansu peene wali parchai ban

Sang chale sada Meri pyarii maa....

Khushiyoo ka bhandara Meri maa

Bhaghwan ka roop h Meri maa...

Jab Durr Rhta hu maa se main

Yahi bolke main karta hu yaad.....

Pehla shabd..pehla teacher..pehla school meriii maaa...

Pehli saans...pehla dost...pehla pyar meriii maaa.....

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Telling the truth and making someone cry is better than telling a lie and making someone smile.....

Baith jata hu Mitti pe aksar......

Kyuki mujhe apni Aukat acchi lagti hai......

Maine samandar se sikha hai jeene ka tarika...

Chup chap se behna aur apni mouj me rehna.....

Aisa nahi hai ke mujhme koi dosh nahi hai...

Par sach kehta hu

mujhme koi chal nahi hai.....

Jal jaate hai mere andaz se mere dushman.....

Kyu ki ek shere se maine na Mohabbat

badli aur na dost badle.....

Ek ghadi khareed kar haath me kya baandhi..... Waqt peeche hi padgaya mere.....

Sonchta tha ghar bana kar rahunga sukun se......

Par ghar ki zarurato ne musafir bana dala.....

Sukun ki baath mat kar ae ghalib.....

Bachanpan wala itwar ab nahi aatha....

Shouk tho maa baap k paiso se pure hote hai.....

Apne paiso se tho bas zarurate hi puri ho pati hai..... Zindagi ki bhag daur me kyu waqt k saath rangat kho jati hai......

Hasti, khelti, zindagi bhi aam hojati hai......

Ek sawera tha jab haske uthte the hum......

Aur aaj kai baar

bina muskurai hi shaam hojati hai.....

Kitne dur nikalgaye

rishto ko nibhate nibhate....

Khud ko khodiya humne apno ko paate paate....

Log kehte hai hum muskurate bohot hai....

Aur hum thak gaye dard ko chupate chupate...

Khush hu aur sab ko khush rakhne ki koshish kartha hu....

Laaparwa hu phir bhi sab ki parwa kartha hu..... Malum hai koi mol nahi mera....

Phir bhi kuch anmol logo se rishte rakhta hu.....

Bait jata hu mitti pe aksar....

Kyu ke mujhe apni aukat acchi lagti hai....

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This one is for uu papa.....for the best dad in world...

Kabhi samne mauka milegaa tohh jarur bolunga...ki kitna kitnaaaa kitnaaa pyar karta hu..kch words me toh explain ni kar skta lekin apne emotions apne jajbaat toh thoda sa Bata hi skta hu.....toh ek choti si poem apke leye dad...

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Nanhi si ankhe or muddi hui ungliyaan thi..

Ye tab ki baat h jab duniya mere leye soyi hui thi..

Nange se sharir pe naya kpda pehnata tha..

Holi Diwali ki smjh na thi phir bhi mere sth manata tha...

Ghr Mei khane ke laalee the par FD me paisa jod raha tha...

Or uske khudke spne adhure the par mere leye bun rha tha...

Ye baat tab ki thi jab duniya mere leye soyi hui thi...

Waqt kata........saal bdhaa....

Par tab bhi sab anjaan thaa...

Mei phir bhi uski jaan tha...

Bistar ko geela karna ho ya phir raato ko rona ...

Ek baap hi tha jisse cheena maine uska sona tha...

Subah Suraj ugne tak godoo me khilata,jhule Mei hilata...

Fir din mei kamata sham me chala aata..

Kbhi khud se pareshan kbhi duniya ka sataya tha...

Ek baap hi tha jisne mujhe rote hue hasaya thaa...

Sabdo se toh gunga tha mai par wo mere ishare samjh raha tha...

Mei khud iss baat se hairan hu aaj Kal wo mujhe kis tarah pdh raha tha....

Papa toh chodo yrr abhi paa bhi niklaa na tha..

Par wo Meri har farmaisho ko poora kar raha tha...

Or mai bhi uske laad pyar me ab dhalne laga tha..

Ghr se wo nikl na Jaye ab uske kdmo pe nazar rkhne laga tha..

Orr mudde toh hazar the baazar me uske pass...

Par kab dhal jayega suraj usko iska intezaar tha..

Or mai bhi darwaaze ki chaukhat ko taakta rhta tha..

Jab hoti thi ahat toh khidkiyo se jhakta rhta thaa...

Dekhke uski shakal mai durr se chillata tha..

Jo bhi ishare mujhe aate the...

Usse use apne karib bulata tha...

Wo bhi chod chaad ke sabkch mujhe seene se lagata tha..

Kbhi Hawa mei uchalta tha..kbhi kartab dhikata thaa..

Meri ek muskaan ke leye kbhi hathi,kbhi ghoda ban jata thaaa..

Or soo saku raat bhar sukun ke sth..

Isleye Puri raat ek karwat me guzarta tha..

Par wo bachpan syd ab so chuka tha..

Or mai jawani ki dehleez me kdm rkhne laga tha...uski qurbani ko uska farz smjhne laga tha...

Chaahe wo phir khud bina pankhe ke sona ho ya mujhe Hawa Mei sulana..

Ya fir wo Diwali ka wo khud purana kpda pehnna ho or mujhe naya pehnana...

Ya tapte hue bukhar me wo thande mathe pe rkhi hui pattiya ho..

Ya Meri har zidd ke aage jhuk janaa...

Wo bachpan tha wo guzar Gaya wo rista tha wo sukud Gaya...

Or mai uss qurbani ke bojh ko utha nai paya...

Isleye wo shahar Mei kahi durr chod Aya...

Naya shahar tha...naye shahar ki hawa mujh pe chadhne lagi thii...

Apne baap ki har nasihat mujhe ek bachpana lagne lagi thii...

Kaam Jo mil gaya tha paisa jo aane laga tha...

Kya jarurt h baap ko yeh soch mujhme palne lagi thi...

Or udar Mera baap baichan tha Meri yaad Mei...

Ki kch roj to ghr aajata beta bas yahi thi uski fariyad me..

Or Mei usse hisab lene laga tha...Jo duniya ka karzdaar ban chuka tha..

Kya jarurt h tumhe papa itne paise ki..

Abhi yeh sawal Karne laga tha...

Ab ghadi ka kata fir palat chuka tha...

Kal Tak mai kisi ka beta tha aaj kisi ka baap ban chuka tha..

Or harsato ka sweater mai bhi bunne laga tha...

Kal Kya karega Mera beta mai bhi yahi sochne laga tha...

Ab duniya me na usse koi aage tha na koi apna tha Sab paraya tha..

Bas wahi ek sapna tha..

Tab mujhme ek jajbaat umadne laga tha...

Jis jajbaat se Mei hmsha anjaan thaa....

Ki Kal Kya guzri hogi mere baap pe ab muje ye samaj aane laga tha...

Bina shrt mohabbat ki murat hota he baap..

Jo lafjo me na buna Jaye or kalmo se na likha Jaye wo hota h baap...

Jo rote huye ko hasade or khud ko kamjor bana ke tumhe khada kar de...wo hota h baap...

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Ek baat aur...

Ke ek rozz ek rozzz ek rozz tumhe ehsaas zarur hogaa...

Ke masroof tum the, umardaraz wo hogaa...

Jiski ungli ka sahara pkd ke chla karte the aaj wahi chaadi ka sahara lega...

Jiske sadke me jee rhe ho aaj..Kal wo na rhe toh Kya hogaa..

Par abhi waqt bacha h kch khaas tunhre pass...

Tab Tak jab Tak baap ka saya tumhre sth hogaa...

Or jannat ki khwaish ho toh seene se laga lenaa...

Kyuki wahi Kal jannat ka sardaar hoga..

Sab gile shikve mita ke chipak jana usko...

Kyuki aaj toh baap h par wo Kal tumhre sth na hogaa...

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Aur iss poem yeh lines ko koi heading ni de paya....

Kyuki mai baap ko ek sabdh mei Bata nai paya...

I loveee uuuu dad....soo sooo sooooo muchhhhhh...

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To someone who means life to me With the Guarded Heart, Thank You for Trusting Me with Your Love

It’s hard for you to let new people in, and I know that I still have a ways to go before I’m in completely.

But I’m willing to wait- however long it takes.

You’ve started to take down your walls, and I can’t begin to tell you how happy that has made me.

I understand what a big deal it is to earn your trust, and I want you to know that I would never do anything to jeopardize that.

I can promise you that I will never leave, lie, cheat, or do anything that might even remotely hurt you.  

I would never take that risk or put you through that again. I can’t stand the thought of you being in pain. 

You have my heart completely, like I hope to have yours. 

I want to show you the good in everything and make you feel optimistic again. There’s so much beauty in the little things that you might be missing. 

I want to turn back your cynicism of the world and prove to you that people aren’t all the same.

History doesn’t always have to repeat itself, and bad things don’t have to keep happening. 

Don,t peek in past.There are so many good things to look forward to.

I know that I am with you.

I promise to love you with my soul & my body no matter How distanced we are you’ll always be mine. I don’t want someone who promise me the moon and the stars. I want someone who promise to lay on the grass and watch them with me.

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Follow the leader is all fun and games until you’re the follower and you’re being led on.

A game is simply a game.... But feelings, whether it be simple intrigue or complex love, should not be played with... It’s not a game. There are no rules for how to go about controlling or messing with another person. There is not a single rule that would make it a fair game...

Sometimes, people truly don’t realize what they’re doing......They might just be an “extra friendly” person. Or, they may need the reassurance that there’s someone out there that cares about them.... Regardless, we all need to take a step back and look at our friendships/relationships. Is there anywhere you may be giving someone the wrong impression? If you even hesitate about one then plzz, for the other person’s sake, be cautious... If you feel as though you are the one being led on, then stand up for yourself. You deserve better...

Humans are a sensitive species...We need to take care of each other, not hurt each other. We need to be honest with one another. For now, I’m specifically referring to our feelings (. Our lives are short...

There isn’t enough time to toy with others’ emotions or to hold back how you feel because you’re “scared how they’ll take it” or because you don’t want them to be mad or hate you or be sad......... It’s much harder for someone to get their hopes up time after time again, year after year, only to find out they never even had a chance in the first place....

So, please, don’t make it into a game. There will be no winners in the end.

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Love makes it...💝

I thought that I was living a happy,,, merry,,, exciting and fascinating life, but it’s nothing when compared with the life when you’re in love......One day I realized that my life was black and white and only love was embellishing it with striking colors.... What is more, every new day brings new colors, surprising me by their multiformity. It’s like I found myself in a new world, the world just of two persons, where we will live eternally

In this world I can’t imagine myself apart from her, because we are like only two pieces of the puzzle, which finally met, fit together perfectly, and will never separate. It’s a very exciting feeling for me to see that the farther away, the more we merge to a single whole. We even have the same thoughts and desires, as I just can think about something and he will do the same, without any words. We feel each other and sometimes we don’t need words to express our thoughts, as our eyes can tell everything. Moreover, it’s impossible to describe such miraculous feelings in words.

We can not entirely enjoy each other and we delight this, as every new day brings us a new ocean of incredible emotions,,,,where we behave and talks like little kids, for whom the best amusement is just to be together.

What about my dreams?????? It’s like the most cherished of them has come true and this is the most important thing in my life.. Fate gave me the most precious feeling, which can only exist, and I cannot imagine what more can I dream about...she's my world...my heartbeat....my everything... Any material value lost its worth for me, as the world of love is filled only with incorporeal values.....

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Why is this society like this? Why does everyone have to talk about everyone?

How simple would life be if you just mind your own business? You get upset and angry when you hear someone believed in rumor about you or made a rumour about you yet you make rumor and believe in rumors about people too,,,mind your own business,,, everyone is struggling in there own ways,,,if someone made a mistake how is that your business,,are you perfect,,do you not make mistakes???? do mistakes not make you a better person??? It's sick,,,your sick,,,,we are all sick,,...we spend our days fighting and accusing and hating when we should enjoy the life we are living and appreciate the little things the thing that kills the most is that people are gonna read this and not feel anything and not change anything because we've come to a point were we are litarly heartless....

Try this,,when you hear something about someone,,try make a deference you can't wait untill everyone starts changing for you to change cause if thats the case then how will anyone ever change if everyone is just waiting????

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"I know that I'm hard to love. Some days I'm all smiles and affection and then other days there's nothing I want more than to be quite and lie in bed.

Sometimes I get angry about stupid things and won't want to talk to you. Other days I'll think that you're the most perfect person in this world.

Please don't give up on me. I know it's not easy but I'll always come back to you"....

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You're not what you look like. You're the music you listen to, the shows you watch, the art you make, the flowers in your hair, your favorite blanket. you're not the pimple on your nose or the pudge on your stomach. You're not your thighs or your teeth. You're the color of your hair. You're your favorite band, you're the mismatch socks you wear and your favorite sweater. You're what you love. You're not what you look like or the body you are in....

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A psychologist walked around a room 🚪while teaching stress management to an audience👥.As she raised a glass of water🍷, everyone expected they'd be asked the "half empty or half filled" question.Instead,with a smile on her face 😊she inquired,"how heavy 🔩is this glass of water.. ?" The answers called out ranged from 8oz to 20 oz...she replied, "the absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends how long⏳ I hold it...If I hold it for a minute⏱,it's not a problem..If I hold it for an hour⌛, I'll have an ache in my arm..If I hold it for a day🕛, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed..In each case,the weight of the glass doesn't change..but the longer I hold it..the heavier it becomes". She continued, "The stress and worries in life📃 are like that glass of water. Think💭 about them for a while and nothing happens. Think💭⌚ about them for a big longer and they begin to hurt😢. And if you think about them all day long.you will feel paralyzed - incapable of doing anything". Always remember to put the glass down....

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"Sometimes,I'm just so afraid to feel attached to someone.I hate the feeling of losing someone who you allowed to become such a big part of your life. How someone you text everyday,and hangout so often,can just turn into a complete stranger the next moment. It scares me"

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I will praise the lord,for I am fearfully & wonderfully made..I accept the best there is in life and I will not settle for less than what God has already promised me in his word...