Dunno if it's proper awadhi or not still poured it down because I had to. दोहे भी नही पढ़े मैंने तो xdddd
व्याख्या - देखो चंदा के प्यारे, लोग ईश्वर के नाम को जप कर उनको याद करने की चेष्ठा करते हैं | माना की तुम हरि जैसे मायावी नहीं हो पर हो तो हरि के अंश ही और मैं वो बैरागन हूँ जिसको जगत निहारता है |
मेरे हृदय में तुम हो और मेरे धीर मन में भी तुम ही समाहित हो, जैसे कि मैं तुम्हारी ही नभा हूँ | न ही तो मैं तुम्हें स्मरण करती हूँ और न ही लबों पर तुम्हारा नाम रखती हूँ, तुम्हें स्मरण करने के लिए , क्योंकि मैं तो खुद को ही तुम्हें कुछ इस प्रकार हार चुकी हूँ कि तुम मुझमें अब पुरणतः व्याप्त हो |
Paanven Mai tere hathan di lakeer kade ni c Paanven mai tethon door Haan kareeb kade ni c Par vekhi jo tu mainu eh apna challa bnaya e Enu kade taari na ve sajna mai peerh kade ni c
Paanven mai tere muhre aan vala phull kade ni c Paanven Mai mehek c par enni majboor kade ni c Par vekhi jo teri deed aa kade udikna n chad deve Mai taan mureed haan ve sajna rakeeb kade ni c
Paanven Mai tere pairan vall aaun vali leher kade ni c Paanven Mai parchai si teri par chaa vali rukh kade ni c Par vekhi rataan nu hanera na ho jave kite chn ch baithi Mai channa beshak haan sajna par badalda chan kade ni c
Paanven Mai tere beete hoye ja naye aye saal kade ni c Paanven Mai tere vich hi si kite par tere naal kade ni c Par vekhi jo mai inj pal pal marke tere vich jiundi aan Mandi haan Mai rang laal haan sajna par daag kade ni c
Paanven Mai tere bullan de utte saji muskaan kade ni c Paanven Mai tera dar c sehmaaun vala par ehsaan kade ni c Par vekhi jo e hanju haan eh vi meri badolat hi paye c tere Mai tainu vekh ke pareshan hundi c sajna par hairaan kade ni c
Behind the scenes 'I love Miss. November more than you' I said as Mr December flexed that he is snowsome (handsome) • Q. So Mr December the 25th of yours dated to Christmas and Quaid-e-Azam's birthday. What do you want to say about this? I enthusiastically asked as I felt an urge to pull my hair . Mr December was snoring loudly . • 'Its so cold here in my human form.' 'serves you right' I mumbled • Mr December exiting from my home with 100 cartons of ice creams while my refrigerator was driving him home. #december (ik I sucked at this)
'Do you know where dimmed streetlight is standing or its home in poems?' asked that old clock in my ripened breasts
'Mayhap, I know.' he whispered while driving a hearse on the highway of my autumnal heart .
5 years ago
'And, you'll be that cold hearse which once was used to be the coffee-shop of our memories and I, the lost Moon wandering around in the yawns of darkness. In the end, we will be the same under dimmed streetlight'
I laved my skin trying to scratch off these words. Bleached my hair, strand to strand. My veins pop out from the cleavage to the virgin vale and I cried not giving a shelter to my naked body. Mojito— his favorite . I started to hit by nostalgia. That cologne, his orbs, his likings. Ghalib, used to be his one of the library's skin . Primroses and poetries were enough to make him happy or in Love .
'I'll never leave you' I said once looking deep inside his obnoxious orbs He laughed and a pregnant pause changed our lives
'Under the dimmed streetlight'
Phantoms spun a web of shadows dark street was a whimpering winterer and there at the chest of cobblestones I sat gazing at the stars, I counted counted and counted
A star broke down and cowped on my palm. I descried at it intensely.
'STOP' I jumped as I locked my sight with a lanky saint. His face was curtained with snowflakes.
'I'm not the culprit. I didn't took its glimmer away' I said in a scared tone when that liquid glittered soul of the star touched the nape of street.
'You are the culprit. Culprit of the bruises you gave to yourself. Culprit of the nights you wasted while counting this same star again and again. Culprit of the sinking ship of love which you tried to save and deliberately left at the seams. You thought this will help him or you. You were wrong. You are wrong and you will be wrong. Love yourself. Love your existence. The day you learn this thing this star will stand in the form of streetlight its light will be dim and you will be the only one to make it bright'
'Go and brighten that street's starlight many passenger like you are awaiting to love their selves again' Said the old clock as the 198 000th glacier giggled and gnawed the gut of the ground.
*There are 198 000 glaciers in the world #oxymoron (idk , I tried)