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Before You Lose Me, Learn to Stay

There are some relationships that are never defined by grand promises or perfect moments. They survive in late-night conversations, unfinished arguments, stubborn silences, and the comfort of knowing that no matter how far life takes us, there is always someone who will return. Wo akhiri batein karna mujhse  Mere baad bhi jhagarna mujhse  Sb chale jaate hai ek waqt k baad  Bs tum mat bichhadna mujhse  Sb ladai karte hai apno se apne bankar  Jo dobara milun to mat ladna mujhse  Aksar kho jaane k baad samajh aata hun mai  Is baar khone se Darna mujhse  The poem begins with a simple request: “Wo aakhiri baatein karna mujhse, mere baad bhi jhagadna mujhse.” It is strange how love sometimes asks for arguments instead of affection. Because arguments mean involvement. They mean that someone still cares enough to stay, to question, to complain, and to fight for their place in your life. Silence, on the other hand, is often the real ending. As we grow olde...

When Love Leaves, The Heart Forgets How to Belong

Jindgi maine laga di usko paane k liye Muskurana sikha maine muskurane k liye  Ab tera aana na aana dono ek hi baat hai  Jaa raha ho chorkar sab ye batane k liye Mil bhi jaaye koi mujhko dil mera lagta nahi  Dil to hona chahiye fir dil lagane k liye Hindi Translation: ज़िंदगी मैंने लगा दी उसको पाने के लिए, मुस्कुराना सीखा मैंने मुस्कुराने के लिए। अब तेरा आना न आना, दोनों एक ही बात है, जा रहा हूँ छोड़कर सब, ये बताने के लिए। मिल भी जाए कोई मुझको, दिल मेरा लगता नहीं, दिल तो होना चाहिए फिर दिल लगाने के लिए। Some people leave our lives quietly. They do not break doors, they do not create storms, and they do not always say goodbye. Yet, after they leave, nothing remains the same. The poem, “Jindgi maine laga di usko paane k liye…” is not merely about heartbreak. It is about what happens to a person after loving someone with every possible piece of themselves. There comes a point in life when love stops being an emotion and becomes a purpose. You spend your days trying to become...

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...