It is a tale

of the curvy lane

It is a tale about

That Kiss in the Rain

We were walking 

around a bay.

Crispy talking

and the weather was grey.

That place had a beautiful sight

as God was the composer.

Flashes flashes thundering lights

that made her closer.

Birds were going back to home

as the winds were swinging.

Just we two were left alone

and on tree, a Koel was singing

Suddenly She stopped at a point

knotting hairs which were flying

With no air we made a joint

and we looked into each others eyes

Then I lifted her on toes

locked my hands & made a chain

Met our lips in a motion slow

and this was that Kiss in the Rain.

© Abhishek Dudeja 2013

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हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ,

तेरी याद में तड़पता दिन रात आहें भरता हूँ ।

हर बार कोशिश करता हूँ तूं दिल से निकल जाए ,

पर फिर मर कर तुझी से प्यार करता हूँ ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

"चिराग "  रहता है ग़मगीन मुस्कुराहटो के तले ,

तेरी यादों से मुलाकातें शरे  आम करता हूँ ।

टूट जाता हूँ याद  कर बेवफाई तेरी,

वफ़ा फिर भी हर पल तेरे साथ करता हूँ ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

तूँ  कहती है मेरे गीतों में है बस उदासी छिपी ,

अरे मैं तो दर्द-ए दिल अपना बयाँ करता हूँ ।

मेरे रब से मुझे मिलाने की,

तेरे रब को हर पल अर्ज़ियाँ करता हूँ  ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

आ मिल जा बस आ मिल जा तूँ ,

साँस  साँस में यही दुआ करता हूँ ।

सब कुछ बाकी ,हो गया बेमतलब,

बस तेरे लिए ही जीता मरता हूँ ।

यही खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ,

बेइंतहा तुझ से प्यार करता हूँ ।।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

BY Himanshu Grover

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That was the second time I drank beer. I was upset and cursing myself for all what I had done for her. I was angry at myself. I even cried. It was almost one year since we met. I didn't give up any chance of understanding her. She too understood me but was not taking my feelings seriously. But on the other side I was melting and burning in her love. Finally I decided to not to talk with her ever. I went to Suresh and told him all about what happened. Suresh was the person who always supported me timely and encouraged my faith in love. When I told him everything even he advised me to leave her. My mind took his advice seriously but heart was in pain. Suresh was an occasional drinker. I told him I want to drink so that my soul get relaxed. That soul who always hated drinkers. We bought two bottles of beer with chips and sat inside Suresh's room. He played soft music on his speakers. The light was dim. He made all the environment set. After drinking I headed toward my room. He followed me saying I would fall down. He dropped me to my room and again I started to open my broken heart's pieces and told him my decision. He understood my situation completely and forced me to make the last call. I called but nobody answered. Suresh went to his room. I was alone and in some effect of beer. I tried again because I badly wanted to hear her voice. This time she picked up.
" Hi"
"Hey"
"You didn't called me from the whole day. what happened??? Everything alright???"
She didn't know what she has done to me. Her last words again came in my head and a wave of pain striked into it. So I started directly.
"This is the last time I am asking you and I won't be there in your life more to ask you again"
After this  told her everything, every moment we had spent together and my efforts behind those moments to make them special ones. I started from the first day and ended at the last talk we had.
She was silent, just listening to me.
" Either you will be mine or I will be gone from your life forever and today forever means forever"
" I will think over it. I need time"
" I can't give you months or years like I had given you before. Tell me now"
" OK I will tell you tomorrow"
" I will call you in the morning, bye"
That night I didn't wished her good night. That was the first time in  nine months...

               to be continued....

© Abhishek Dudeja 2013

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Tanhaai... Tanhaai.. Tanhaai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Barso se pyasa hu tere pyar ka, 

Ab tak sirf dard hi saha hai inteezaar ka.. 

Ha thodi khushi bhi thi sang aayi.. 

Par fir reh gayi Tanhai, sirf Tanhai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Na jaane mai kis disha me jar ha hu.. 

Har jagah manzil tujhe bna rha hu.. 

Bas ik tera saath hi chaah rha hu.. 

Isi chaah si hai maine kamaai.. 

Ye tanhaai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Bada ajab sa kissa yaha chal rha hai, 

Is daur me ho kar bhi “CHIRAG” ab tak jal rha hai.. 

So baar samjhaya, par dil ko samajh fir na aai.. 

Rota hai , Bikharta hai fir dua karta hai.. 

Aur milti hai bas.. 

Tanhaai.. Tanhaai.. Tanhaai... 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Dil bhar gaya itna ,

ki aaj aankh chhalak aayi.. 

Nam aankho me.. Bas teri hi thi parchaayi.. 

Aur saath judi thi.. 

Tanhaai... Tanhaai.. Tanhaai... 

Aakhir Kyu teri yaad aai..?!! 

BY Himanshu Grover

under Guest Posting

All rights reserved with the Poet..

If I am dying tomorrow

I want it to be in your arms

Looking in your eyes

Painless and calm

If God is calling me

I will move with no hesitation

No dreams no wishes

As I am holding my world, his creation

If he will give me the hell

I will not object

I just found my heaven

I don’t care about the rest

I will be above the clouds

And my love will be with you, I swear

If you ever cry

I will take a rebirth to wipe your tears

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We get hurt , when we expect. Expectation is the main cause for broken heart. The love and care we give to special ones are expected to come with an  interest. Expectations are the producers of tears. Its being said "Don't expect, Just give". But don't we have the right to be loved as we love them ? Not equal but at least some. I don't know why people ignore those who care them and care who doesn't even think about them. This whole thing is going in the chain. The first person loves second who don't even give him a damn  the second loves third who loves forth and go on... So what should we do to break this chain ? We have an option, everybody has an option i.e. to love the person who loves us and this is how love stories are made. So "Have expectations, Its your right but from the person who deserves you and values your love"

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I miss that beautiful face..
Attractive charming I love to chase...
I miss that loud grin..
Settled happily on that cute chin...
I miss those deep little eyes..
Telling stories but never lies...
I miss those very slow walks..
Never ending late night talks...
I miss those sweet scoldings..
Waking you up to say good morning...
I miss giving you chocolates..
Which u always hesitated to take...
I miss that watch from balcony..
Distance too far which looked so funny...
Moments with you I wanted to freeze..
Every second they give me a tease..
Don't dare to cry the sweetest candy...
My heart behaves new york your tears like sandy...
God is with you so, bad time he will drain...
I am missing you so much like deserts miss rain...

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"Yes ! I care for her, care than this damn whole world. If she will ever get upset, I will make her smile even if I need to loose my happiness. My soul is meant for her. She lives in it. She owns it. She is my love, my God , my passion. She is that star, the constant one, twinkling in the sky, who inspires me to decorate the words with feelings in the heart and take me with herself to the new but still the known world. "

A DIALOGUE FROM MY NEXT STORY

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I don't know why
but my heartbeats are so high
Love is in the air
and I am flying in the sky
Chirping and Chirping
like a bird
enjoying the weather
happiest in the world
Moving towards the rainbows
on the cloud'9
hungover
like I drunk all the wine
Rotating like the earth
only stars above
after meeting an alien
I think, I am in LOVE

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What is love???
The answer(I wrote earlier too) is: It is just flow of chemicals in the body, nothing else. In today's time everyone is running to get love (love marathon: this world is a race), everyone is finding love ( where it is? I had just put it in my cupboard). Some are peeping into their own lives to get love (something which is not present). Some are waiting in a queue( He/She is commited. God please do their break-up). Some are penning down poetries & shayris( main shayar to nahi, magar eh haseen, jab se maine dekha tujhko, mukjko shayri aa gayi). Some are searching in dreams (searchingwhilesleeping.com). But all of them are not getting love(ohhh :( ......), not found a lover( So where is the LOVE??? Has it lost somewhere???Went to some other planet??? NO love is still here around us but hidden behind the lust( most common example: Bhabhi hai teri ), fearing of the untrustful users.
 When I see around me, on the love road of the college, I don't even get few inches to sit as it is already full with the love birds(they call themselves). But after when the college ends, settled in diffrent cities, with busy routines , when I talk to them about their love affair, the reply is yr that time I was a child. No love-shove was their between us. It was just timepass. It was childhood. I know many people reading this will say that what rubbish I am talking about, we are in TRUE LOVE....blah blah. So the conclusion to their views is that EITHER I AM RIGHT OR LOVE HAS CHANGED ITS DEFINATION....

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There is a misconception in the people around me that I am a hacker(makes me feel proud). I am getting a lot of requests for hacking others accounts. In the past one month around 10 to 15 of my collegemates and also my old schoolmates have requested me asking " you know hacking na....i heard about you...please yaar hack this acoount". When I ask whose account is this??the most common answer I get is , its of my girlfriend/boyfriend.
People don't trust in this modern era. They are not like me. If anybody talks to me, share his/her feelings,his views, I can trust him/her blindly. Although I have got a lot of back strabs in my life but still I trust people. When the result came out, one friend asked me to hack university's website. OH MY GOD that crossed the limit. Usually people want to hack the FB's accounts of their friends or even themselves(when they forgot their password as well as the security questions)
For the people who come to me for hacking especially their bf/gf 's accounts, I just want to say one thing to them i.e. end the relationship if you can't trust that someone with whom you are making promises like live together die together. For such freaks,one line,
EITHER TRUST OR BREAK

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Standing on the winds
holding the cries
fake smile on the face
waving you goodbye
trying to stop
but your are not listening
again and again
but you are not responding
Oh my half, the better half
listen to me
hold me my pal
with eyes in eyes
Lets complete the journey
as the same we started, all together
step meet step
in the happy weather
Oh my moon, please
don't get away
leaving me
on the sorrow's way

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Its about 1:30 AM and I am getting my laptop out for writing something, something I just felt. I was reading " Can Love Happen Twice?", novel I purchased near it release, about 2-3 months ago or may be more as I don't know the exact date. I started reading it when my Ex-Roommate( i feel really happy when I use the word Ex, thinking I also have someone with Ex :P) narrated some of it to me. The book is the sequel of " I too had a love story".
I, not yet completed it fully but I know the ending as described in the first few pages and by my Ex(:D)-room mate which made me read this book.
The LOVE, the PYAAR, the FEELING written by the author are so original that, the each page I turned, made me skip my few heartbeats. Every line, I read, coincides with the true incidents of my life. Although my girl is not dead, but she is making me die everyday. Yes, I still die for her. I die for her smile which is used to pass me every morning. I die for her googly talks. My last three months were so difficult that I couldn't even breathe. But now, I can see a pearl of hope coming out of my dark ocean. Yes, I am going to change myself , leaving the past so so so far, so far from the shadow of the witch.
The novel's title asks a question....
Can Love happen twice?
YES IT CAN!!!! is my answer.......... <3

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                                                                     -Anonymous 

"I AM NOT A HERO,
I AM NOT A MODEL,
BUT I HAVE A HEART WHICH BEATS......."

                    

LOVE LOVE LOVE. I am writing on the same topic from many days and why shouldn't I. Love is a very important part of one's life. I had just finished the "2 STATES" by CHETAN BHAGAT and realized that without love life is not what we call a life. Love is not always for the opposite sex, hey you dirty mind, I meant to say that it can be for nature, animals and even machines can get love. Many of you love your books, many of you love your bikes and may be there are persons like me who love their laptops. Yes I love my laptop because it stays with me forever from my bad to worst conditions. Have you ever noticed that life revolves in a circle. I mean same thing happens again when you travel from one stage to another stage of your life. I sometime feel that I had seen something earlier which is going in my life now. I had seen future along time ago. May be, I am not sure, you have also experienced this. The circle of life repeats again and again until you have reached that special point, your destiny. That special point is what I call TRUE LOVE. True love is hard to find and difficult to maintain and once lost one can't get that from any source. True Love brings excitement to our lives. A person in love is always tries his/her best in everything. He/she dresses well, talks well, do well in short well in all and that person if loose that love he/she himself/herself puts him/her in well. A person in love notices small small things about the thing he/she loves like a scratch on bike, drying flower of plant, unusual behavior of pet animal, the refreshing sunrise etc and this is called a TRUE LOVE. When you see glimpse of  sadness on someone's face and you ask about it, that's TRUE LOVE. When your day blossoms after seeing someone's smile that's TRUE LOVE. When you wait for someone's reply and thinking and smiling about him/her that's TRUE LOVE. When a wave comes in your body after listening his/her name and makes your heartbeat a little faster that's TRUE LOVE. If now a person, only one person is going in your mind, then that's TRUE LOVE. My life is going on that circular path and waiting for TRUE LOVE.....

I WENT TO THE ENDLESS SEAS

WHERE I WAS UNABLE TO SEE

I WENT TO THE RISING SKIES

WHICH WERE SO HIGH

I WENT TO DIFFERENT PLACES IN THE WORLD

WHICH I WAS TOLD

WHEN I FOUND YOU

YOU WERE UNTRUE...

                                               -me

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