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How does it feel to be in love with someone you can never be with ? Similar question ? Similar situation ? Similar story ? Yeah. Fortunately or unfortunately. The worst part about it being meeting the perfect person at the most imperfect time of your life.. when all you need is time and that is the only thing that you don't have. And you feel, all your life went in vain being with the wrong people, investing in the wrong relationships, getting your heart broken by the unworthy and not being able to do anything who is worth everything. Dilemma or decision ? Decision or choice ? Choice or the only option ? Who can make out ? Nobody ! People see you with the person and ask where's it going and you have no answer. You can just look at the significant other, smile and stay speechless. Life is unfair ? Or time is ? You aren't capable enough or circumstances are paralytic ? Whose fault is it ? Why ? Unanswered questions about unreasonable love... Crazy, selfish yet selfless love

Being in love with an illusion... I don't know how many people have gone through this feeling... Of being in love with an illusion.. of being sure of somebody being a person who he is not in real but pretends to be all the time and you fall in love with the very idea of that person. It's not that that the person is perfect... But even the imperfections are painted when they claim to be their bare self before you but in real have so many things they would never ever share. You end up making them a part of everything, sharing each bit of your life.. present past future plans dreams fears and what not.. basically being your bare self n letting all your vulnerable parts be shown in light. But here the difference is... That there's no pretence. It is all real.. but this person knows how to channelise these intimate strengths n weaknesses of yours. Life changes.. for better then the best.. then bad to the worse because they know how to lie to you.. how to cheat over you.. h

Khaali zindagi hai Bharne ko waqt bhi nahin Aur woh aa gaye liye dil apna Poochte hain kya Zara bhi jagah nahin ? Medhavi

Talaash Ek arsa guzar gaya khul ke hasse huye. Na jaane kab khushi ke khauff mein rehne ki aadat padd gayi. Ab bhool jaate hain kabhi kabhi ki zinda bhi hain. Phir mehsoos karte hain ki saansein chal toh rahi hain. Hairaani ki hai baat ki sabko yaad mera Wajood hai, par kisi ko dikhta nahin ki in aankhon mein toote khwaabon ke alaawa aur kuch bhi nahin. Udaasi se kar li hai dosti kuch iss tarah ki khushi ke mukhautte ke peeche uska naam o nishaan dikhta nahin. Har subha jab aankhein kholti Hun, toh dhundhlaayi si zindagi dekh khud par hansti hun. Lagta hai chalo ek aur din aaya hai, jee kar dekhte hain. Ummeed toh kab ki chorr di, dhokhe ka bhi ab darr nahin, bas yun hi pehne ek mukkammal insaan ki poshaak, yahi soch phir hum Ghar se nikal jaate hain. Din guzar jaata hai kuch kaam mein, toh kuch aaraam mein, par ummeedein dene ka yeh silsila ab bhi jaari hai. Khud ko khud se ummeed nahin aur har din Na jaane kitni zindagiyon ko samajhne ki koshish main karti Hun. Achcha lagta hai

बड़ी बेसब्र थी ज़िन्दगी,  तेरे  आने से एक ठेहराव सा आ गया,  खुद को भूला चुके थे,  तेरे  आने से खुद का साथ आ गया... मुफलिसी थी ज़जबातों  की,  ख़ुशी पा कर खोने का खौफ़  था... मुफलिसी थी ज़जबातों  की,  ख़ुशी पा कर खोने का खौफ़  था... मषालें जल चुकी थी,  और दार्वाजे पर दस्तकें सैकडों थी ,  हमे  आस ना थी कोई,  और तूफानो  का यकीन था... तेरे  आने की  रौशनी से,  आँखें  चुंधिया  सी गयी  हैँ , अब ना कहना यह ख्वाब हैं,  नींद से जगा कर,  अब ना दोश देना हमें ,  अगर बर्बाद भी हो जायें इश्क में तेरे,  कि आबाद तुमसे हुए हैँ,  आजाद भी तुमने किया  हैं,  अब खुद को पा  कर खोने का डर नहीं,  कि  हमको खुद के काबिल भी तुमहे ही किया  हैं..  मेधावी  Medhavi

Woh raatein Jo aayi nahin hain abhi tak Unke saare khwaab tumhare naam kar aaye hain Mukaddar se mili hain Jo kuch yeh saansein saath tere Unko kahin sheher ke har kone mein dafn kar aaye hain Na baant-na ek lamha bhi iss deewanagi ka kisi gair ke saath Ki ab mausamon ki hawaayein bhi waffayein nibhaati hain mujhse Medhavi Medz

'You care too much!', he said. 'I'm not a kid, I'm an adult. Stop asking me if I had my lunch. Ofcourse I had, I eat it everyday n if I don't, it's no big deal. Stop asking me when I'll come back, how am I travelling or who is dropping me back. Stop asking me if I am responsible enough when I'm drinking. I can take care of myself. I'm not a baby for God's sake!'. She stood there. Quiet. Numb. Hurt. But still quiet. 'Sorry', she said. 'I know you eat your lunch everyday, but I like eating mine, after I know you are full. I know you are an adult n can travel safe, but I'm scared, coz I value you, I'm scared when you are drunk n you drive, I'm scared when you are sleepy n you travel late. I know you're not a baby. But you don't realize. You are my life and I protect you just the way I protect myself. I like hearing from you, nothing fancy or romantic, but just that 'I am okay', 'I'll be