in a world
which knowingly exists,
in a continuing
continuum of moments,
and when everything
is put at stake,
losses are
counted in numbers,
but,
broken hearts
don’t count their tears,
they silently
bleed,
in hidden corners
of solitude,
numbers
lose their meanings,
when the losses
are of trust.
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Vidur
08May17
Awesome!
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Thank you Kunal! Its always great to hear from my hometown pal š
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Thought you’re a Delhi-ite?
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Oh …. I thought u were too!? but if not….then you definitely give me incentive to travel š
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Nope, Bombay it is š
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hahaha …. delhi-ites are not very popular there i know,….but we are not that bad š
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Na na, I didn’t mean it like that! I w
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No worries … have friends and some family there, so its an old joke š š
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To be honest, I’m envious! You guys have it all, incl better khaana and women, but all coz we pay our taxes! š
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hahaha…..i am not going to be complaining on any of that š
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very profoundly beautiful….how do you manage to make pain sound so….inviting, somehow?
such anguish in the wonderful ocean that is you.
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you add so much value to the words….and i am so thankful for that….the ocean is the same….we just swim in different corners of it…. š
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I feel this, I know this. Thank you.
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Thrilled that the words found meaning beyond me š Thank you!
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The emotion couldn’t be put anymore simply
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Thank you, Surya!
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