It was you, from the very beginning.
 Till the very end, it’ll be you…
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It was you, from the very beginning.
 Till the very end, it’ll be you…
beingmollifiedÂ

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What inspires you to write ?
Well,let me be honest here,i am not a consecutive writer,there are time i write non-stop and my mind works like a mill full of emotions and enery and my subconscious is somewhere farther then the mountains of solitude.and at time i be so indolent that I hardly have words for my own sensations.where at some point makes me so treacherous about my ownself.this case to is pragmatic... and i feels it is totally normal to have not have enough complacency and be real and honest.
The idea of being attached is overwhelming,
But the reality is far more glooming.
But sometimes as though it feels,it will be forever,
Never knew forevers are not forever.
Leaving is easy,
Forgetting is impossible.
beingmollifiedÂ

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Rooh tu chali gai,
Jism magar baki hai,
Yun lipte hue ho,
Jese ke mohabbat kia karty the...
Nevermind,
It always has been the same.
No amount of mournings and fosterings can change the outcome.
You were always cold and hollow.
Will always be the same.
Years had had passed.
Will continue moving farther,
I held you closer when you were weak and fragile,
Nurture you untill you were sound and firm.
I believe in love stories untill today.
When you left even without a goodbye.
Everyone experiences the low. But only a few fight
 and overcome its horror.
beingmollified