Moods

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I am drunk , to the core. Something might emerge, Either 'you' or 'this-that' or 'nothing' Something will break inside me. Something might mend inside me. Something will call me, dialogue will start, night has started. Stars have reached, 'bazm' shall begin. With somewhat a calm demeanour, Select few can stay , People who know… Continue reading हुज़ूर , आपका भी एहतराम करता चलूँ ………………सोचा सलाम करता चलूँ !