Arrival of Europeans in India - Day 1

Aaj Aur Abhi Se

"Mohabbat agar wajah ban jaaye, toh insaan apni hadon se bhi aage nikal jaata hai." Kabhi socha hai ki mohabbat ka sabse khoobsurat izhaar kya hota hai? "I love you?" Ya phir, "Main tumhare liye chaand taare tod laaunga?" Mujhe nahi lagta. Mohabbat kabhi chaand-taaron ki mohtaaj nahi hoti. Woh toh kisi ki aankhon mein apne liye fakhr dekhne ki chahat hoti hai. Woh kisi ki muskurahat ke liye khud ko behtar bana lene ka naam hoti hai. Woh kisi ke liye apni kamiyon se ladne ki himmat hoti hai. Aur shayad isi liye, is kahaani ki shuruaat bhi ek bahut chhote se sawaal se hui thi. "Mere liye kya kar sakte ho?" Caify ne yeh sawaal bahut saadgi se poocha tha. Shayad mazaak mein. Shayad sach mein. Aur shayad usse khud bhi nahi pata tha ki uske is chhote se sawaal ka jawab Kabir ki poori zindagi ki disha badal dega. Kabir chup tha. Woh hamesha se aisa hi tha. Kam bolne wala. Har baat ko mehsoos karne wala. Waade karne se pehle sau baar sochne wala. Usse jh...

The Quiet Reason I Chose Her - The reason behind choosing Caify

I still don’t fully know why I fell in love with her. I’ve turned it over in my mind more times than I can count. Late at night, when the house is quiet and my thoughts have nowhere else to go, I ask the same question again and again: Why her? Why not someone easier, someone less complicated, someone who didn’t leave this strange permanent mark on me? Was it her adorable body? The way it seemed to invite without trying? The soft curves, the way clothes sat on her, the quiet confidence of someone who didn’t realize how completely she filled a room simply by existing in it? Was it her eyes? The way they looked at me like I was both a secret and a safe place at the same time? Was it her smile? That small, slightly crooked one that appeared when she was genuinely happy, the one that made everything around her feel lighter for a moment? Was it just her presence? The way the air changed when she walked in. How ordinary days suddenly felt like they were holding their breath, waiting for her t...

Kisi ke saath to kisi se bichhad ke jee raha hoon

Kisi ke saath to kisi se bichhad ke jee raha hoon, Barish mein baith aankh ka paani pee raha hoon. Ab kaun kambakht odhe is ishq ki chaadar ko, Muddaton se phati thi ye, bas usi ko see raha hoon. I sometimes feel that life is a strange place. You sit beside people, laugh with them, talk to them every day, and yet somewhere deep inside you continue losing someone else. Perhaps that is why I wrote, "Kisi ke saath to kisi se bichhad ke jee raha hoon." Because life never really gives us the luxury of grieving completely. It simply asks us to move ahead while carrying the weight of what we lost... People often ask whether I have moved on. I honestly do not know how to answer that question anymore. How do you explain that a person can leave and still stay? That memories can become more alive than people themselves? That sometimes you continue speaking to someone who no longer exists in your life, but still exists inside your heart... 🙂 There are evenings when it rains outside and...

Kabir N Caify

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