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khanabeer · 8 months
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Lost and found.
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windowstories · 5 years
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Opposite of this building is a church and a police station. The ventilation is shut and so are the windows but gaze long enough into the deep glass and you will know this house is not deserted.
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abeerphotography · 7 years
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Summer. 
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khanabeer · 3 years
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khanabeer · 4 years
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Why should anything stop you from noticing a heart shaped leaf.
So what the car is in smokes, virus in air and chaos in your head.
It's a beautiful day.
And look! there is a heart shaped leaf.
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khanabeer · 4 years
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Hands to apply a brake, open the jar bottle, splash water on his face, cut grass, plant seeds, play the guitar, scratch, snap, eat, hold, undress, and caress. Hands are rough, thick, wholesome, soft, with deep lines and noticable nails. Hands hold, to not let go, hands that reach mountains, lips and glide through long silky hair.
Hands with a firm grip. G.R.I.P which can lift weights, cosmos, and a heavy heart.
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khanabeer · 5 years
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Address in Uzbek is called Manzil (Destination). What a beautiful word play.
I would give up cities, high rises, and swanky apartments in exchange of this destination where flowers grow on boundry walls. So much for unending cooker whistle, aroma of food, and a gathering of loved ones.
Kashmir, 2014.
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khanabeer · 5 years
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Tearing apart the canvas of sky.
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khanabeer · 6 years
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Women of Garhwal
Garhwali women are extremely hard-working, sharp, and sensitive. City people do not inhibit them, they are able to pull of a conversation, curious yet distant they maintain a rhythm of connection.
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khanabeer · 6 years
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फ़ज़ा में जलते दिलों से धुआँ सा उठता है,
अरे ये सुब्ह-ए-ग़ुलामी ये शाम-ए-आज़ादी.
- फ़िराक़ गोरखपुरी
The smoke of burning hearts lies in this ambiance,
Is this the dawn of servitude or the dusk of freedom.
-Firaq Gorakhpuri
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khanabeer · 7 years
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Hello darkness, my old friend
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windowstories · 5 years
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Red hand prints of India..A tradition of imprinting hands soaked in red color is prevalent in Indian villages. The concept was also present in fiery deaths of banned custom Sati. Although in current times they denote happiness and community living.
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khanabeer · 7 years
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Nail Shards
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khanabeer · 7 years
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The Handmaid's telephonic tales.
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khanabeer · 7 years
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It's alright, Ma (I am only bleeding)
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