Her eyes always look for him.

Her day begins with his name.

With a new hope to meet, talk, smile and laugh with him again.
She waits for him whole day that makes her restless throughout the day.
But that is not right what she is doing to herself.
Everything around her reminds of him and his talks appear in her mind.
Which are now gone away…
Even the Sun in sky reminds her.

Whatever she always misses and cares for..

She never gets back any sign of care in return.

She asked  herself, “you are just a star how can a star appear with the Sun?”

She counts hours and days without seeing him.

And can’t sleep well unless she talks to him.

More the time passes more she becomes lonely, sad and don’t know what…

Her smile is not like before,

her eyes are not shiny and hopeful now a days…

You can see her real smile, charming eyes only when he is around her…

Look! What is her reply when friends and family ask about her…

“I’m great, everything is well” and smile in the best way only to hide her pain.

She is losing herself day by day and thinks if it’s normal or some disease…

One more day passed without seeing him, without talking to him.

Her mind asks her to forget and kill this pain, her heart agrees to but, when her brain is sleeping the angels of her love dreams come and disturb her again.

She starts to imagine her love and want to tell him whatever she feels but, suddenly her brain wakes up and says “stop it you fool!”

What are you in front of him? He is so special, invaluable…and you?

You want to light up the candle but remember it can burn you all…

The heart gets scared and her brain locks her heart in a cage every night..

The Heart becomes sad and sadness comes out of that cage…in form of tears…

Sobbing in the lonely night she tries to console herself that

“All is well dear”

This is a phase…

Just let it go…

He doesn’t belong to you…

Let it go..let it go..

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So finally Delhi kicks off its monotonous yet uniquely amazing struggle to survive. For hundreds of years she has been taking a sturdy use of the Delhiites.
For a new man like me, it can become a glitch just to cope up with the daily ups and downs, a roller coaster ride. From the dawn to the dusk and again from the dusk to the dawn, Delhi is a city which never stops or sleeps.

The honking and jams may deter you from being here for a while but in the evening you’ll find a solace better than anywhere in the world. From the glory of the Red Fort to the husstle of Old Delhi, everything here gets you the way nothing else can. From the punctual regime of DTC to the latency and slackness of the government officials, everything has a unique mix and a perfect balance. Delhi has inculcated everything in her and in the most meticulous manner, like a chef adding every flavor, from the most extreme flavors to the most soothing ones into an unfathomably rich dish.

Its diversity and vastness in every realm has won it a great many accolades from the writers and thinkers of every time. It is so enriched with the history culminated through the ages, that almost every single corner presents you with its own anecdote. A sweet aroma is seeping out of every crevice of this great city awaiting your interests and arrival.

Being a political and strategic center from as early as 500 A.D. has bought it a great opportunity to stay in this realm of constant change and adaptation. It has been the birth place of many great social leaders and reformers. And it has accumulated all of their legacies with success such as second to none. It has went through an era of fight and strife and yet remains to be pious in the ebb and flow of ambiguities.

It is as Mir Ghalib said-

“Koochey nahin dilli ke, auraaq-e-musawwir hain
Jo shakl nazar aayi, tasveer nazar aayi”

(These are not Delhi by-lanes, these are artist’s canvas
Every sight I see looks like a painting)

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You should give up on trying to make me give up…

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