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इश्क़ एक मीर, भारी पत्थर है,
कब ये तुझ नातवाँ से उठता है।
Me to Mir Saab ..
इश्क़ की बात करनी है तो फूल लेकर आओ,
पत्थर उठवाने हों तो किसी और को बुलाओ।
कब ये तुझ नातवाँ से उठता है।
Me to Mir Saab ..
इश्क़ की बात करनी है तो फूल लेकर आओ,
पत्थर उठवाने हों तो किसी और को बुलाओ।
August 12, 2026 at 4:57 PM
इश्क़ एक मीर, भारी पत्थर है,
कब ये तुझ नातवाँ से उठता है।
Me to Mir Saab ..
इश्क़ की बात करनी है तो फूल लेकर आओ,
पत्थर उठवाने हों तो किसी और को बुलाओ।
कब ये तुझ नातवाँ से उठता है।
Me to Mir Saab ..
इश्क़ की बात करनी है तो फूल लेकर आओ,
पत्थर उठवाने हों तो किसी और को बुलाओ।
हज़ारों ख़्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख़्वाहिश पे दम निकले,
ख़्वाहिशें छूटीं तो देखा—दामन भरता ही रहा।
ख़्वाहिशें छूटीं तो देखा—दामन भरता ही रहा।
August 11, 2026 at 6:08 PM
हज़ारों ख़्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख़्वाहिश पे दम निकले,
ख़्वाहिशें छूटीं तो देखा—दामन भरता ही रहा।
ख़्वाहिशें छूटीं तो देखा—दामन भरता ही रहा।
Thirty years of friendship.
He's seeing patients.
I'm sitting quietly in a corner.
We haven't really talked yet.
Some friendships don't need conversation to remind you that you're home.
He's seeing patients.
I'm sitting quietly in a corner.
We haven't really talked yet.
Some friendships don't need conversation to remind you that you're home.
August 1, 2026 at 2:35 PM
Thirty years of friendship.
He's seeing patients.
I'm sitting quietly in a corner.
We haven't really talked yet.
Some friendships don't need conversation to remind you that you're home.
He's seeing patients.
I'm sitting quietly in a corner.
We haven't really talked yet.
Some friendships don't need conversation to remind you that you're home.
Driving through the crowded streets of Ahmedabad.
The old, rustic world has its own charm.
Not everything beautiful needs to be new.
The old, rustic world has its own charm.
Not everything beautiful needs to be new.
August 1, 2026 at 12:41 PM
Driving through the crowded streets of Ahmedabad.
The old, rustic world has its own charm.
Not everything beautiful needs to be new.
The old, rustic world has its own charm.
Not everything beautiful needs to be new.
Home.
Rain.
And a friend who has been part of my life for three decades.
Some journeys end exactly where another kind of belonging begins.
Rain.
And a friend who has been part of my life for three decades.
Some journeys end exactly where another kind of belonging begins.
August 1, 2026 at 12:26 PM
Home.
Rain.
And a friend who has been part of my life for three decades.
Some journeys end exactly where another kind of belonging begins.
Rain.
And a friend who has been part of my life for three decades.
Some journeys end exactly where another kind of belonging begins.
Having a meal in flight, cooked and gifted by my staff for my journey, as a surprise.... sometimes love can be in the form of delicious litti chokha.
August 1, 2026 at 10:13 AM
Having a meal in flight, cooked and gifted by my staff for my journey, as a surprise.... sometimes love can be in the form of delicious litti chokha.
Airports carry silence. Trains carry conversations. Amazing how the way we travel quietly changes the way we meet strangers.
August 1, 2026 at 9:43 AM
Airports carry silence. Trains carry conversations. Amazing how the way we travel quietly changes the way we meet strangers.
Dropping my first pin in this quiet corner.Using this space as a diary to unpack my thoughts, late-night overthinking, and daily small joys. If you love quiet reflections, vintage books, or just venting into the void, let's connect. Say hi if you're building a cozy feed too!"
August 1, 2026 at 9:40 AM
Dropping my first pin in this quiet corner.Using this space as a diary to unpack my thoughts, late-night overthinking, and daily small joys. If you love quiet reflections, vintage books, or just venting into the void, let's connect. Say hi if you're building a cozy feed too!"