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शाम आयी तुम आए, चाँद रातों में बीते दिनों के फटे कुछ ख़त लाए रात भर बताया तुमने तुम को किस किस ने, और कितने ग़म सताए सहर का पंछी जो उड़ा हल्के नीले आसमाँ में तुमने ना कुछ बताया ना कुछ बोला खुद ही चले गए मुझसे से रूठ कर
- løki
जैसी हो वैसी ही आ जाओ, सिंगार को रहने दो
बाल अगर बिखरें हैं, सीधी माँग नहीं निकली. बांधें नहीं अंगिया के फ़ीते, तो भी कोई बात नहीं
जैसी हो वैसी ही आ जाओ, सिंगार को रहने दो
ओस से भीगी मट्टी में पाँव अगर सन जाए तो घूंगरू गिर जाए पायल से, तो भी कोई बात नहीं
जैसी हो वैसी ही आ जाओ, सिंगार को रहने दो
- Rabindranath Tagore & Gulzar
How beautiful a soul looks when it’s all messed up, most vulnerable. Not ready to please the empty eyes of this shallow world. For a longing heart the beauty lies in the “बिखरे बाल”, “मिट्ठी से सने पाँव”, “टूटे घूंगरू” . A world where people are obsessed with plastic beauty and people are empty in their hearts, “बिखरे बाल”, “मिट्ठी से सने पाँव”, “टूटे घूंगरू” are just ugly. A world where everyone wants everything quickly or they’ll just go somewhere/someone else, longing for someone seems like a sincere prayer. Not planting a seed, everyone wants a flower and they’ll pluck it keep it and then left the plucked flower to die in search for another beautiful thing.
In the moment where you’re sitting with people, surrounded by so many noises and suddenly you think about her, and you just wants to see her and talk to her. Your heart misses her so much that it doesn’t care about their physical form, the heart just wants her to come.
You miss her so much that “पूरी की पूरी कायनात” looks like a lonely place and even when you’re among hundreds of people nothing can make you feel happy, other than the sound of her voice.
- løki
Virginia Woolf to Vita Sackville-West (c. October 1928)
Phoebe Bridgers, Moon Song
Franz Kafka (misattributed)
Leo Brynielsson, The Moon Has Fallen
Mitski, Happy
Richard Siken, Anyway
Richard Monckton Milnes, Lady Moon
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, Hymn to the Moon
It’s A Wonderful Life (1946) dir. Frank Capra
Rumi, Some Kiss We Want
George R. R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
Margaret Atwood, Owl and Pussycat, Some Years Later

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when you are not there even for a day, your absence spread across the sky.
-løki
Clementine von Radics, “Mouthful of Forevers”
there’s a boy in my dreams, playing in the grass fields, with winds coming from an invisible world, he thinks about you and I, might end up together in some world.
- løki
1Q84
Ayumi : Aren’t you afraid, though?
Aomame : “Afraid of what?
Ayumi : Don’t you see? You and he might never cross paths again. Of course, a chance meeting could occur, and I hope it happens. I really do, for your sake. But realistically speaking, you have to see there’s a huge possibility you’ll never be able to meet him again. And even if you do meet, he might already be married to somebody else. He might have two kids. Isn’t that so? And in that case, you may have to live the rest of your life alone, never being joined with the one person you love in all the world. Don’t you find that scary?
Aomame : Maybe I do. But at least I have someone I love.
Ayumi : Even if he never loved you?
Aomame : If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there’s salvation in life. Even if you can’t get together with that person.”

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"I hope to write of her, what never yet was written of any woman."
-Dante Alighieri (La Vita Nuova)
― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera
[ text ID: The thought that you exist is so divinely blissful in itself that it is ridiculous to talk about the everyday sadness of separation—a week’s, ten days’—what does it matter? Since my whole life belongs to you. ]
— Me (JNH) // and I would say never again but it wouldn’t be true.
you came, and sat in front of me, giggling with the wind, you were telling me funny things about your life. I was lost, it was music not from this planet. I could see the moonlight reflecting on your hair. The summer breeze carrying your smell softly to my face, and I was just smiling listening to your stories. Nothing else existed in that moment, it was just you and I. How could it be possible for you to exist by my side, when in reality you were hundreds of miles away, sleeping, not aware of your presence here beside me.
- løki
https://youtu.be/RYyptlaLp1k
तेरी ठोड़ी पे हल्का काला, अकेला सा वो तिल मैं बातों की भीड़ में, हल्की सी खामोशी मैं आसमान को ताकते बचपन में तेरे नाक पे गिरी पहली बारिश में पड़ी छोटी सी वो बूँद मैं
- løki
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How is that? O universe, tell me ? in my solitude, it’s only me, yet I feel her presence.
it’s clouds in the night sky, caressing the moon and yet on my heart’s playground, she’s playing like a little child.
- løki