The thirst of sip that lingers to burst out breaking the shell and blending in cosmos as ecstasy. That thirst knows to sip slowly Rupika Moitra
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Choose your role before anyone chooses it for you
Chance
काश, इत्तेफ़ाक़ फिर दस्तक दे, पहले के मंज़र की आहत हो, ख्वाबोह के मुकल्लम होने पर, ख्वाबोह में ही रहने की सज़ा मुकर्रर हो Chance knocks again, A moment cherised whipers again, Send me an invitation, which moment would be chosen now, The one where the dream realised,... Continue Reading →