#hanstas

[blogbyameera]

Tum dil ka rona rotey ho wo dil hi dil mei hansta hoga

Crying infornt of a person who is making you cry - is the worst thing you can do to yourself

[maihonhassan]

Some people come into your life and change your forever as they leave, you aren't who you used to be, and there's nothing you can do about it as the poet wrote this:

"Tujh se pehle tou na tha jaise ab ho giya hoon,

Hansta muskurata main gum summ sa ho giya hoon."

[ishuess]

Ek orr tera chehre se nafrat hogyi thi par ab bhi dil bas khidki se teri ek jhalak ko tarasta hai..

Ek baar karde mujhe khud se aazaad...ab toh sheesha bhi tere jhoothe vaadon par hansta hai.

[chashmenaaz]

Us aangan ka chand

Sham samay ek unchi sidhiyon wale ghar ke aangan mein chand ko utre dekha hum ne, chand bhi kaisa? pura chand insha ji in chahne wali dekhne wali ankhon ne mulkon mulkon, shahron shahron, kaisa kaisa dekha chand har ek chand ki apni dhaj thi har ek chand ka apna roop lekin aisa raushan raushan, hansta batein karta chand? dard ke tees tu uth’ti thi, par itni bhi bharpur kabhi? aaj se pehle kab utra tha dil mein itna gahra chand! hum ne to kismat ke dar se jab paye andhyare paye ye bhi chand ka sapna hoga, kaisa chand, kahan ka chand?

🌙

insha ji duniya walon mein be sathi, be dost rahe jaise taron ke jhurmut mein tanha chand, akela chand Unka daman is daulat se khali ka khali hi raha warna the dunya mein kitne chandi chand aur sona chand jag ke charon koot mein ghuma, sailani hairan hua is basti ke is kuche ke is aangan mein aisa chand? ankhon mein bhi chitwan mein bhi chand hi chand chamakte hain chand hi tika, chand hi jhumar, chehra chand aur matha chand Ek ye chand nagar ka basi jis se dur raha sanjog warna is duniya mein sab ne chaha chand aur paya chand

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ambar ne dharti par phenki nur ke chheent udas udas aaj ki shab to andhi shab thi, aaj kidhar se nikla chand! insha ji ye aur nagar hai, is basti ki reet yahi sab ki apni apni ankhein, sab ka apna apna chand! apne sapne ke matle par jo chamka wo chand hua jis ne mann ke andhyare mein aan kiya uj’yari chand chanchal muskati-muskati gori ka mukhda mahtab Pathjhad ke peDon mein at’ka pila sa ek patta chand dukh ka dariya sukh ka sagar uske dam se dekh liye hum ko apne sath hi lekar Duba aur ubhra chand

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jhuki jhuki palkon ke niche namnaki ka naam na tha ye kanta jo hamein chubha hai kash tujhe bhi chubhta chand raushnion ki pili kirchein, purab pacchhim phail gain tune kis shay ke dhoke mein patthar pe de patka chand hum ne to donon ko dekha, donon hi bedard kaThor dharti wala, ambar wala, pahla chand aur duja chand chand kisi ka ho nahi sakta, chand kisi ka hota hai? chand ke khatir zid nahi karte ae mere achchhe insha chand

Ibn e Insha

[vagmis-blog]

Jab hum jawaan honge

Betab film ka yeh gana premiyon ke liye behad arthpurn aur khubsurat hai. Jab koi sakhs humare liye azeez aur dil ke qareeb hota hai to hum unke sath bahot se chhote chhote sapne sajaa lete hain, agar kisi wajah se wo humse dur ho jayein ya kho jaayein, aise wakt me hum jo mehsus karte hain wo is gaane me vyakt kiya gaya hai.

Lekin sabdon ki apni seema hoti hai..

"Aise hansta tha wo aise chalta tha

Chaand ke jaise chhupta aur nikalta tha...

Nazuk kanxa

[his-heart-hymns]

Sab ziddain uski mai poori karu,har baat sunu

Ik bachay ki tarah say usey hansta dekhu.

Every wish of her I want to fulfill,listen to everything she says. I want to see her laughing like a child.

[shanti-ashant-hai]

BRO I LOVE MY DAD SM

we were listening to the radio and a song came up and my dad was like 'arey yeh toh uska gaana hai na, wo jo hansta rehta hai?'

and i was like 'nahi papa this isnt arijit singh's song, yeh koi aur hai'

'mai arijit ki baat nhi kar rha hu, arey wo jiski shakal hi hasne wali hai'

'lekin arijit ki bhi hasne wali shakal hai'

'bhakk arijit bhikhari jaisa lagta hai'

[shawredasar]

Mein zinda kam or shrminda zyada hu. Mujhy mein ny hi tabah kr diya. Shyd mujhy mein ny kha liya. Mujhy mein ny maar diya. Mujhy mein ny pashemanion ki jail mn daal diya. Ab iss kaal kothri mn aik rozan hi hai mgr iss rozan sy mujhy mein hi dikhta hu. Kabhi dhitai sy hansta huwa or kabhi shrmindagi sy rota huwa, cheekhta huwa.

[wannabewritersposts]

دل کو سنبھالے ہنستا بولتا رہتا ہوں لیکن

سچ پوچھو تو زیبؔ طبیعت ٹھیک نہیں ہوتی

Dil ko sambhaaly hansta bolta rehta hoon lekin Sach pucho to 'Zaib' tabiat theek nahi hoti

-Zeb Ghauri

Controlling my heart, I do live and laugh sometimes but;

To be honest, my health just never gets any better

[thedimlaltain]

An Unsent Letter AND A Romance that Never Will Be

Dearest Caps,

Do you know I've sung love songs about you? You make me giggle like a stupid mess. Every couple of days, I develop a crush on you, that feels very new, but isn't.

This is a joyful letter. Do you know you're so fucking cute! Cats aren't supposed to be cute; how the fuck did you manage that. A close second to my favourite nephew. I feel so jumpy when you pull my legs. I don't even want to retaliate at that.

[This is a para in Hindi, basically lines in praise of her beauty, smile and laughter.] Arre, yeh toh badi jaldi khatam ho gaya. Mujhe toh laga tha lamba chalega. Meh, kya karein, itni hi acchayiyyan hai tujhmein. Teri smile kitni bekar hai pata hai? Aur teri hansi toh aur bhi ghatiya hai, tujhe hansta dekhkar saara mood kharab ho jata hai. Airport the jab tu mujhe lene aayi thi, pink plazzos, black kurti aur woh jhumke. Main toh shock mein chali gayi thi kuch seconds ke liye, bhoot dikh gaya ho jaise. I was so stunned -- activated the "what's the procedure" meme inside me.

I told you no, that I now officially identify as a liquid, well that's coz I melt when you're around. I melt looking at your pictures. I joke that I hope I don't evaporate coz that'd make me gender gaseous(this one is a stolen joke)!

You make me laugh and I like making you laugh, And I don't know whether our sense of humour matches or what but it's fun with you. Laughter is really essential to my being, as essential as finding or recognising or seeing beauty is. And I think having things light heared, to be able to have these moments, share these moments is nice. I think I'll get fed up of a friendship or a romance and get claustrophobic where there's little space and scope for sharing laughs.

When you pick up your phone to click my photo, I sink my face in my hand, "arre!” you say! Ab I wish I could explain to you, I feel nervous and shy and the butterflies start to kick in. Because when you pick up your phone, I KNOW that you are seeing me, AND I feel scared that you’ll see through me. That you’ll see in my eyes, the words that I try so hard to bury. So I hide my face, and in that I hide “Oh my god, I love you so much Capsey.”

Dil toh yahi chahta ahi ki table doosre chor par baith kar tumhari aankhon mein kho jaun [the heart just wants to sit across the table and get lost in your eyes.] I want to look in your eyes and see what they entail, what they have to tell. I want us to look into each other's eyes if that's what you want too. If and only if. I don't think friends do this, if this is what romance is, then be it. OR perhaps I;m romanticising eyes and weirdly staring into eyes too much, in which case, well! We have another thing to laigh about. And you can make fun of my cheese and bollywood. I wish I could ask you out on a date, I wish I could say, "I love you" to you sometimes. I LOVE YOU, you know. I want to flirt with you, and I want to let myself enjoy it. I want us to flirt with each other.

I feel bad, guilty for wriitng things I want from you. It feels selfish. But I want to be honest. It is what it is. Don't wanna hide it. Not from myself at the very least. From you, I probably will. I often find myself second guessing what to say to you. Consciously trying to decide whether what I say lies on this OR that side of the boundary. Whether I'll end up saying something overtly sexual or whether what I'll say is too "loving", as in the langauge makes you uncomfy or whether what I'll say will occupy too much space. I want to not second guess a lot of these times. I want some of these boundaries to disappear.

I am not exactly sure what romance is. You read a lot, nothing I'd say will be as poetic or as romantic as some of the things you've read. I'm not a poet, I'm a lover. I wish for us to find or make our own romance together. One that may or may not be in the books but it won't matter because it's ours. I so dearly want to find out with you what our romance could be.

I want to see the sparkle in your eyes when you come across something interesting, and when you find beauty and meaning and music and depth. And I want to bring hot water bags when your hands hurt from drawing. And cook halwa when you're cranky. You can be as cranky as you want. You don't have to hold it in.

For saying all of these wants, I know my hope isn't hope, but delusion rather.

And so, I just want to say, You take away cynicism from my life, and you know how cynical I am. You opened your arms and took me in and embraced me. I am so very grateful for that. I can't stop admiring how actively you live your life, how you take initiatives. I see that whatever you seek, you try to create and be part of processes that help you experience it. You don't yearn for what you seek, you live it. Everyday. You're so so kind. And authentic. And you create spaces so that people can be their authentic selves. How unafraid and unapologetic you are. I will forever be in gratitude for coming across you, and definitely in awe of you.

I love you.

[milkyywavyy]

ek deewana yeh kehte hue hansta jaata

kaash manzil se bhi aage koi rasta jaata

A lunatic, laughing, would go along, saying

I wish this path went further than my destination

Sher by Ahmad Faraz

[blogbyameera]

W.S Merwin once wrote " Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle, everything i do is stitched with it's color "

Ye tera bicharna kis aziyat mei daal gaya mujhe , na mein hansta hu na mein rota hun , bas thaki thaki aankhon se teri tasverein dekh kar din guzarta hu

- ameera

[aakarshspeaks]

Hansta rehta hu tujhse mil kar kyu aajkal Badle badle hain mere tevar kyun aajkal Aankhein meri har jagah Dhoondhe tujhe bewajah Ye main hoon ya koi aur hai meri tarah

Kaise hua, kaise hua Tu itna zaroori kaise hua Kaise hua, kaise hua Tu itna zaroori kaise hua

🥺❤✨

[lyricsssdotin]

Dil Duffer Lyrics

Singer:Nitesh Kadam, Shruti PathakAlbum:Gori Tere Pyaar Mein yay ee yay ee… Auni pauni teri harqaton pe khulke hansta huaAadhi tedhi teri aahaton pe aahein bharta huaPehle to sensible sa yeh mera deewana dil thaKya isko ho gaya, naa jaane kya hua Sochta hoon raat bharKyun hua hai dil dufferBin bataaye iss kadarKyun hua hai dil duffer Sochti hoon raat bharKyun hua hai dil dufferBin bataaye iss…

[ameliaashdale]

The fourth has served us well. Once more, the fifth shall rule the day...and we shall have...

Memes. Or whatever Star Wars imagery I have.

Go below the cut for the Trials of Darth Hood

Leena Eminess,

Jedi Battlemaster/Hero of Tython, age 24 (My Jedi Blorbo and OG subject of obsession.)

Headcanons:

• Leena is the childhood friend/crush of Barsenthor Hansta Skyfire. They had a pretend wedding on the night before their paths diverged into apprenticeships. "No matter where the Force leads us, no matter what is to come...our bond is as strong as our lives and as eternal as the cosmo. ." Hansta, age 13 (13yo Leena: 0//0 "yes")

• Bubbly AF until the start of the game. Confidently swag until the climax of Act 2. Post Game: Currently staying on Tython with her thoughts and feeling.

• 50% Brooding and Moody, 43% gotta go faster than the Sith, 17% normal adulting? What ancient sith nonsense is that?

Elexia Kallig,

Former slave to the Sith Empire/ apprentice to Darth Zash, Sith Inquisitor. Age 25 (My baddie Sith Blorbo who is full on dark side.)

Her current accomplishments include:

• forcing an innocent prisoner into singing under threat of mutilation. (His wounded pride being worse than the permanent spleen damage.)

• Acquiring a literal cult following on Drommund Kaas after obliterating Zash. (Her namesake being another acquisition, but only as an added bonus)

• Hooking up with Lieutenant Moren on Alderaan (while also traumatizing Andronikos in the process. His story about the stable girl was purely him coping and seething)

The Chosen Boi is sad now because his mom died, and also because he saw the the ancient holograms that came up in the Archives and how he'll never be as lucky as Leena.

Hansta x Leena, (Post-KOTET, colorized)

~Glory to the Sith Empire, hail Empress Elexis.~

--Amelia Ashdale

[saher-e-sahel]

Jawan kaliyon mein sharma ke muskurata tha

Sufaid gulabon mein khilkhila ke hansta tha