PreRish/KaRica AT #131|Hold On a Little Longer| - Page 69

Originally posted by: manzilmukul

Thank you for saying that I truly respect your sentiments too. In today's life, mutual coexistence with different thought process is a challenge. 😆

Piu, you're belting out one gem after another today!! Awesome👏

Chatterjee ka muse is itching. Write us a story na 😳

Head is paining like anything not able to study also 😭

Originally posted by: WaqtZaya

Chatterjee ka muse is itching. Write us a story na 😳

I miss writing. Time nahi hai. 😭

I will soon.

Originally posted by: Soanz.19

Piu, you're belting out one gem after another today!! Awesome👏

🤣 Just my Bajaj Keeda is eating my brains. I so want him back. I did write a story long back. I hope the population here has read it.

Posting links again in case anyone hasn’t read it.

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151592014

Originally posted by: manzilmukul

🤣 Just my Bajaj Keeda is eating my brains. I so want him back. I did write a story long back. I hope the population here has read it.

Posting links again in case anyone hasn’t read it.

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151592014

Done with reading this😎

Originally posted by: manzilmukul

I wrote something which suits Bajaj so much. I imagine him drinking his whiskey at night and smoking alone.

THE NEST CALLED NIGHT

In the nest called night, several tiny birds of memories find a haven. Some might be chirping, some brooding with pensive pleasure while some floating happily in a bubble drift. They might be contrastive but all find solace clustered in the nest called night.

The coffee which we never shared, the rains that could’ve have gotten us closer, the ballad which I could have sung in perfect chorus with the warble of yours, the midnight call on which a kiss never blossomed, the embrace which we might have longed for, the provocative scent of yours which I never breathed -all this and much more that could have been, all flutter their wings in the gloomy comfort of this nest called night.

In this nest called the night, you and I don’t exist! What exists is a dream which we never saw together, and a lost emotion called love which we never expressed. Stifled feelings, unrequited hopes and soap bubbles reflecting the fragmented glimmer of our imagination, they all find reasons in this dreary nest called the night.

In this nest called the night, the faint reminiscence of the world that would have been with you and I being together remained with a perplexed intonation and bedazzled elucidation.

I wish these nights could be a bit longer, but alas, the nest isn’t enough to gather every bit of us. Every night, I gather some fresh hay, moist with the tears of my eyes and start building more nests to shelter the stack of memories which you and I could never create. You and I have memories which are now miles apart, but we somehow meet in the nest called night.

💖💖👏👏

Originally posted by: SapSur

Khoobsurat Mahi..❤️❤️

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Hello Everyone!

how are you all!

This could be my first and last post here for today coz of restrictions 😭

Nice to read a lot of interesting stuff on Prerish.. all kinds of view.. love it

Hope to be able to join you guys soon for a regular conversation.. post my newbie restrictions that is 🤔