दिल टूटा है...इसे टूटा ही रहने दो...कि साथ झूठा है इसे झूठा ही रहने दो...कि खुद को इतनी बार बेआबरू कर चुके हैं हम...कि अब हमें...गुमशुदा ही रहने दो। . ©MÕÑÏ SÕØD.

MÕÑÏ SÕØD.

कुछ अनसुलझी पहेली इस कायनात की, समझ नहीं पाता हूँ जब कोई नज़र नहीं आता है तब, परछाई साथ खडी़ पाता हूँ। ©Amol M. Bodke

Amol M. Bodke

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour

#Nikita kour

दिल टूटा है...इसे टूटा ही रहने दो...कि साथ झूठा है इसे झूठा ही रहने दो...कि खुद को इतनी बार बेआबरू कर चुके हैं हम...कि अब हमें...गुमशुदा ही रहने दो। . ©MÕÑÏ SÕØD.

MÕÑÏ SÕØD.

कुछ अनसुलझी पहेली इस कायनात की, समझ नहीं पाता हूँ जब कोई नज़र नहीं आता है तब, परछाई साथ खडी़ पाता हूँ। ©Amol M. Bodke

Amol M. Bodke

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour

#Nikita kour