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दीवारों की दरारों मेंछुपी ज़र्द यादेंपास जाकर देखाकभी मेरा बचपनसतह पर तैरताकभी दादी का बुढ़ापाकनखियों से झाँकताखिड़कियों के पार सेसन्नाटे ताकतेकभी होली में रंगेमाँ-बाबा की झलकतो कभी बिदाई में सजीअन्नू का अक्सखाली कमरों में गूंजतेहँसी के पटाखेकभी पापा के ठहाकेतो कभी दादा केकहानी-किस्सेएक एकड़ उस ज़मीं मेंहज़ारों यादें दफ़्नकभी वो मन बहलातेतो कभी कितना तरसाते
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वो भी क्या दिन थे जब लालच खिलौनों से ज़्यादा एक अठन्नी की होती थी जब उस एक अठन्नी से सारे बाजार की सैर मज़े से होती थी वो भी क्या दिन थे जब माँ से ज़्यादा पड़ोस की चाची के लड्डू अच्छे लगते थे जब पापा की डॉंट से बचाने दादाजी बहाने बना दिया…
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She was just a little girl incapable of hatred. She stood by the shore for hours each day hurling pebbles into the sea hitting the harsh waves. She wanted to hurt the sea like the sea had hurt her by prising away her father. She cried and cried and wanted the sea to cry too. For…
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What’s it about Christmas that makes me secretly so happy inside? Why do I feel like you feel on a reunion with an old friend? That’s because, of all festivals, Christmas is a favorite. And here’s why. Celebrations of Diwali, Holi and most other Indian festivals entail merry-making along-side creating inconsiderate chaos. Bursting firecrackers, blaring…
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A glimpse into the gone in the tales of yonder beyond the visage of newness there lies wonder curiosity freedom and impish glee such innocent bliss such poignant memories no place thus to be found no where thus seen ♥ Here’s to the child in each one of us! 👨 Happy Children’s day 👩 ~~~~~ Asha…
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Remember those days when all we fought about were pencils and crayons? When pages were canvasses of trials and temptation of the coming together of ink and paper? ♥ Remember those days when all we cared about were the paper boats struggling to sail in narrow ditches carved with fallen twigs in the pouring rains?…
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little things like secrets, like stories are bearers of poignant memories of sobs and smiles long lost in the sands of time ♥ little things like secrets, like stories they make home and stay forever in some forgotten corner of the mind waiting to be sought and celebrated like those broken toys now left untouched, uncared in some unattended, undisturbed corner in the attic gathering dust and what not…
Read MoreHow do you hold on to faith when your world is falling apart? Know what I mean? When you are almost always pushed at that edge where you start questioning everything you’ve ever believed. How do you stop yourself from losing faith? Kevin and I, did our schooling together while we attended same classes in…
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Asha Seth 