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KASH BANARAS TU YE SMJHA PATA

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  काश बनारस, तू ये समझा पाता काश बनारस, तू ये समझा पाता, कि ज़िंदगी आखिर है क्या— एक मुट्ठी साँसों का हिसाब, या कुछ अधूरी इच्छाओं की सज़ा? सुबह-सुबह तेरी गलियों में जब घंटियों की आवाज़ उतरती है, और गंगा के माथे पर सूरज की पहली किरण ठहरती है, तब लगता है— शायद ज़िंदगी इतनी भी मुश्किल नहीं, जितनी हमने अपनी फाइलों, किस्तों और तारीख़ों में कर दी है। फिर याद आता है— ऑफिस की वो अधूरी रिपोर्ट, बॉस का वो एक और काम, फोन पर आते लगातार संदेश, और घर लौटते चेहरे पर थकान का एक और नाम। हम दौड़ते रहे उम्र भर— किसी प्रमोशन के पीछे, किसी बेहतर कल के पीछे, किसी ऐसे दिन के पीछे जिस दिन कह सकें— "अब सुकून से जी लेंगे।" पर बनारस, तू शायद हँसता होगा हम पर। क्योंकि तेरी गलियों ने देखा है राजाओं को भी राख होते, और फकीरों को भी मुस्कुराते हुए जाते। तू जानता है— जिसे हम कामयाबी कहते हैं, वो अक्सर सिर्फ़ दूसरों की नज़रों में अपनी कीमत बढ़ाना होता है। और जिसे हम सुकून कहते हैं, वो कभी-कभी गंगा किनारे बैठकर बिना किसी वजह के चुप हो जाना होता है। मणिकर्णिका की आग स...
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Resurgence

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  Resurgence Just another day, Just another step, Just one more try, Just so you could win. A beautiful thought, A beautiful hope, A divine attempt, That prepares you to win. A relentless pincer assault, A constant miss, A constant fall, That forges your victory. A beautiful dream, That makes you surge, That always drives you forward. It's not a comeback—it's a resurgence.
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Again Against Myself

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 In shadows deep I stand alone, My heart, a drum of muted groan. A battle rages in my breast, Ceaseless, restless — no reprieve, no rest. I am my foe in midnight's hold, Through sleepless hours, through doubt grown cold. In fear's dim maze I find my way; Against myself I wage each day. Yet hope remains, a steady flame, Unchanged, it whispers out my name. To reconcile, to find release — The fiercest wars must yield to peace. I'll seek the light within my core, Embrace my want, my plenty, more. In this hard strife a truth I see: To love oneself is to be free.
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Why my weight doesn't goes down

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 Oh dear friend, let me cheer you up with a rhyme, About a stubborn weight that just won't decline. You've tried workouts and diets with all your might,\ But that pesky number refuses to take flight. You run on treadmills, sweating in the gym, But instead of slimming, your cheeks just blush and grim. You count calories, avoiding tasty treats, Yet your scale mocks you, it's beyond beliefs! Perhaps your weight has found a secret hideout, Sneaking extra pounds when you're not about. It plays hide and seek, with a mischievous grin, Leaving you puzzled, wondering, "Where've you been?" Maybe your weight loves cuddles, oh so grand, Choosing to cling to you, like a cozy friend. It snuggles next to you, refusing to depart, Making it clear, it's never leaving your heart. But fear not, my friend, for there's laughter to be found, In this battle of bulge, weight loss all around. Embrace your quirks, give yourself a little cheer, Because the scale's number ...
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Mystries still unfold

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 In shadows deep, a mystery untold, A poetry's secret, yet to unfold. Words dancing, weaving a cryptic rhyme, Whispered upon the pages, locked in time. The inked verses, a mystical clue, Guiding us to a world that's anew. Lines like breadcrumbs, scattered in the dark, Unraveling the secrets, leaving their mark. What lies within this enigmatic verse? A tale of love, or a tragedy's curse? We delve deeper, seeking the hidden truth, Solving the puzzle with our sleuth-like sleuth. Each stanza holds a key, a sacred sign, Unlocking the answer, a truth divine. With every word we read, the plot unwinds, Leaving us breathless, with our racing minds. Lost in the labyrinth of poetic art, We search for meaning within the poet's heart. With every syllable, the mystery grows, Engulfing us in its captivating throes. But fear not, for we will conquer this riddle, With words as our guides, our swords in this battle. Through metaphors and similes, we shall find, The resolution that linger...
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A journey through train

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 In India's vast and diverse land, Where dreams and cultures mix and stand, There's a journey, oh so grand, On the longest train, we understand. From Dibrugarh to Kanyakumari's shore, Across mountains, plains, and more, The Indian Railways proudly explore, A voyage that's worth much more. Through the Eastern hills and Western plains, Across rivers and fertile terrains, The longest train journey remains, A testament to India's trains. From tea gardens of Assam's embrace, To Tamil Nadu's southern grace, This journey takes you to each place, A tapestry of India's face. With every whistle's joyful cry, Underneath the endless sky, The longest train journey goes by, A slice of India, you and I. In the heart of this vast terrain, This train journey, like a chain, Binds us all, a timeless gain, On India's longest railway train.
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Quest of Rameshwarm

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 In Rameshwaram's sacred realm I stand, A quest unfolds on the shimmering sand. With purpose firm and heart aglow, To where the holy waters flow. In the temple's grace, I seek to find, The answers to the questions of humankind. Bridging the gap of land and sea, This quest is my sacred decree. A bridge of stones, an ancient lore, I cross to reach a distant shore. The quest for truth, the quest for grace, In Rameshwaram's hallowed space. With pilgrims' prayers, the air is filled, In this land where time has stilled. The quest continues, step by step, In Rameshwaram, where souls connect. Through trials and tests, I journey on, In search of what's already known. The quest of Rameshwaram, timeless and true, In this sacred land, I find my breakthrough. A quest for peace, a quest for light, In the moonlit night, the stars shine bright. In Rameshwaram's embrace, I find my way, The quest continues, day by day.
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