A little sweet ,
A little sour
A little close ...not too far ........
All I need.... All I need ....... All I need is to be free......
Far off ...... when I shall walk into the clouds ....when i shall meet the horizons .....where I shall lay calm......... quiet ........... with my eyes closed and words silenced, this shall be the cost of my freedom, yes when i leave this mortal to meet the immortal. Every desire will be lost in the vaccumm and every feeling burnt in the stars ............ Life would begin in a new world, where I shall be free , free from this life.....................................................................................
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"वो पत्ते पतझड़ के पेड़ों की शाखों से उतरे थे, वो पत्ते वो बेचारे फिर उगने की चाहत में वो शेह्राओं से गुजरे , वो पत्ते दिल थे | दिल तो ...
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Long time , more than thousand days gone… when I did see all of your faces together, some at canteen and others at library and yet others...
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