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Just a story ... We loved each other. We did. It was all beautiful and rosy in the beginning. Dates, long walks, conversations over coffee, long drives, late night phone calls, early morning excuses to leave home and what not. It felt as if we completed each other. Now after 7-8 years, when I look back and think about it, I still smile but there are things that I'm reminded about that I still haven't forgotten. He was the best thing that ever happened to me but at the same time, the worst too. It took years to understand that sometimes love can be manipulative, manipulative to the extent that it disables your basic sense, instincts and thought process as well. It's funny how he could manipulate me to cut off with all my friends gradually so as to assure that I had nobody to talk to or share with what I was going through. In this society when you are ambitious, intelligent at the same time a woman as well, there are different kinds of struggles that you go through. My pare...

मोहब्बत की पेहली नज़र जो  तुम पर रुकी थी, सरहदों में कैद  बादलों से बरसी थी, ठुकराया था तुमने मुझको, यह कह कर की मुझमें वो बात नही थी, दिल दुखा  था बस, मोहब्बत की उम्मीदें नही टूटी थी... - मेधावी

Wrote fo saumyaa Yeh libaas saadgi ka Ya hai mausam dilkashi ka Yeh latt zaraa uljhi si Aur adaa zara sulgi si Yeh ungliyaan tumhari Hain bani kalaakaari se Roshan ghar yeh karengi Sau andheron se ladd ke Itne haseen tumhare kadam hain Zameen se aasmaan ka sangam hain Halki tabassum tumhari Jaise goonji koi kilkaari Badde bhole hain yeh do naina Jinmein ojhal si hoti udaasi Utarti huyi zara nami si Phir bhi hain kitni pyaasi Yeh baaliyaan tumhari Ghunghroo si aawaaz wali Choomti huyi tumhare kaanon ko Phir ek sargam si chaayi Baddi fursat se banaaya Khuda ne tumko kisson mein Bhar di usne adaayein saari Tumhare har zarre k hisson mein Ghar se jab nikalnaa Aayeena phir dekh lena Kahin khuda hi na rooth jaaye Khudaa ka shukriya kar denaa..

Kuch yaadon se aazaad hona badda mushkil hota Hai. Cheezon mein, raaston mein, khushbuon mein, mausamon mein, kahin mehfooz Inka wajood, aage badhne se rokta Hai. Kuch mita sakte Hain, aur kuch Hain Jo kabhi khatm hote nahin, Zindagi ke kuch kisson ko khud ko dohraane ki aadat si hoti Hai. Baarish hamesha si Hain, phir bhi bheeni khushbu kisi guzre pal ki hoti Hai; sardi utni hi paddti Hai, phir bhi kohre mein kisi ek chehre ki parchaayi hoti Hai; garmiyon ki shaamein utni hi lambi hoti Hain, phir bhi haathon mein un haathon ki nami dafn rehti Hai; patjhad ki hawaayein utni hi tez hoti Hain, phir bhi unke udte tukdon ki manzilein guzre waqt ki hoti Hain. Khidki se guzarte mausamon ko dekhte Hain Magar, waqt ki sooyi ek arse se wahin atki rehti Hai. Bheed se guzarte waqt jab koi jaana pehchaana sa itr choo jaata Hai, toh ek pal ko Mudd ke dekhne ki hasrat kabhi khatm nahin hoti. Kuch apni pasand ke khaane se alag jab kisine kuch khilaaya tha, kyun har daffa ab bhi pehle nivaale par us...

Long days and longer nights, unanswered questions, incomplete sentences, shattered dreams, exaggerated nuances, irreparable damage, destined misery; Life never felt this heavy. Stagnant, yet flowing like a river, Drenched, yet dry as a desert, Heavy, yet light as a feather, Clueless, yet meaningful, Lost, yet focused, Alone, yet crowded, lonely, yet happier. Confused is it or crystal clear, Bolder now, yet with a deep fear, Life is it, or some story, Episodes of love and misery, Episodes of laughter and tears, Episodes of family and camaraderie, Episodes of months and years, Emotions on loop and dreams on fire, Ambitions unplugged and deep desires, A heavy heart and a heavier breath, A heavy life with a heavier death. Medhavi

अंधेरों  में  गुम  किसी  साये  की  तरह , वो  अजनबी  हूए  किसी  पराये  की  तरह , मुड़  के  देखा  तो  खुद  से  ही  टकरा  गए , टूट  गए  एक  पल  में  हकीकतों  के  आयीने ... वो  निकल  गए  सामने  से  बीते  अफसाने  की  तरह , वो  मिट  गए  तकदीर  से गुजरे ज़माने की  तरह , जितने  थे  हसीन  ख्वाब  सब  मुर्झा  गए , खुद  पर  हसना  चाहा  तो  नैन  पथरा गए ... - मेधावी

Aaj meelon dur ho kar bhi, Unse kareebi ka ehsaas hua, Shaan o shaukhat Hai magar, Kuch gareebi ka aaghaaz hua, Unhe chor aaye thhe hum barson pehle, Is ek khwaab ka peecha karte huye, Ab jab sab haasil hai Toh sochte hain, Kya hum khud muqammal huye ? Medhavi