desire

Somewhere in the middle of darkness and solitude
she squints her eyes trying to glance thru the frosty glass
the stars wink surreptitiously , the night sells multitude dreams,
yet all her heart craves is the glimpse of the first rays of sunbeam..

Move on..

wounds are sore, dark & deep

I'd rather sleep but got promises to keep
 
& smiles to share before I weep

& smiles to share before I weep..

today....

Be lil reckless,lot more brave,
fill life with people who truly care.
enjoy being silly,love being loved,
have no regrets but lots of joy to share...

Short Story in 140.... Twitter style!

And continuing with the trend ... 

She paced anxiously straining her ears hoping the phone to ring. The call never came. 'Disconnect' is the reason she gives to those who ask.

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अब तो आवाज भी अनसुनी रह जाती है वाँहा,  काम करता था जाहा कभी एक इशारा हमारा.