ab kya karu main
hey guys vartuu ka write up padke mujhe kaho use 1st shayari ka description pe dalu yaa
over all shayari pe main post me sabse upar dalu
main kya karu?
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ab kya karu main
hey guys vartuu ka write up padke mujhe kaho use 1st shayari ka description pe dalu yaa
over all shayari pe main post me sabse upar dalu
main kya karu?
Originally posted by: arfanazneen
Oh come on Vartu, it's very very very nice. ποΈππ
You are just over rating me. I am not that goodπ
Oh, but you are Darlingππππ
P.S. ek to mai jab bhi 'but' likhti hu hamesha 'bit' aa bata hai!!!!!!πππππ
Originally posted by: Vartika026
Oh, but you are Darlingππππ
P.S. ek to mai jab bhi 'but' likhti hu hamesha 'bit' aa bata hai!!!!!!πππππ
I am thoroughly flattered, my dear β₯οΈππβ€οΈ
Ps: Mujse zyada typo errors koi nahi karsakta .
ab kya karu main
hey guys vartuu ka write up padke mujhe kaho use 1st shayari ka description pe dalu yaa
over all shayari pe main post me sabse upar dalu
main kya karu?
Over all shayari pe sabse upar daalo
Originally posted by: arfanazneen
Over all shayari pe sabse upar daalo
ππΌokay dear
Originally posted by: arfanazneen
I am thoroughly flattered, my dear β₯οΈππβ€οΈ
Ps: Mujse zyada typo errors koi nahi karsakta .
I can beat u there for sure lolππ
vartuu it's amazing π
super duper awesome ππππ
but now I'm confused whether to add it as imp of shayari or as a description of 1st shayari ππ€
I'm hell confused vartuu tum sab mil ke decide karo jo tum log kahoge main vahi karungi
Thank god u liked itππππ
Overall description me daal de Swatu....I think better rahega
Originally posted by: Vartika026
Mishti and Ruhaan.....our dream coupleπππ their journey started with a click..... A click of his camera. He saw a beautiful girl, who stirred an unknown emotion inside him, an emotion he'd never experienced before.....he didn't know what possessed him to do what he did next....his legs just kept moving on their own accord and before he knew it, he was pulling the pin that was holding the long mane of her hair caged....he didn't know why he did that....he just wanted to see how her hair would look floating around her....and hence he pulled the pin out, she turned and he stopped breathing...yes, he stopped breathing and in that moment he fell for her. Completely and irrevocably.... He didn't realize it yet, but that was the moment his heart stop belonging to him.
She insulted him time and again, he took it....sometimes gave it back to her....but never stopped loving her, if anything his love kept growing deeper and deeper....she was becoming necessary to live, to breath... Those few stolen glances here and there were becoming his mileage.... He started craving just for a glimpse of her....he hated it that he couldn't be close to her, be able to hold her.....sometimes he hated those few glances too, it was like he was famished for an eternity and those glances were like a bite of food....just a bite....that awakened his appetite dangerously, bit he couldn't waive them either..... He had to take what little was being given to him....and like a greedy begged he took that bite gladly.
Then one day she apologized to him.....said sorry for all the insults she had thrown at him. He was shocked.... Didn't know what to say....but his mind was forming the words already, or was it his heart?
Bikhar apne liye pe....k zindagi bhar k haseen pal de gai tum, keh diya galti ho gai tumse aur anjaane me ek khubsoorat ehsaas de gai tum..
That was the day the silsila of his shayri for her started.....a minute before he didn't know what to say and then she'd do something, hell, even if she threw him a glance; his heart would skip a beat and the words would start coming from him....without his knowledge, without any efforts from his part.....so now the shayries too have become and inseparable part of his life......just like her...
How is it swatu for shayri importance? I know it's not much..... I'll try writing something else.....or maybe Arfa will do it better, we'll ask herπ
Love you Vartu π€ πβ€οΈ You have very good imagination and you express it in a poetic way so beautifully..You can become a potential writer.. Don't stop writing.π
Originally posted by: Vartika026
Mishti and Ruhaan.....our dream coupleπππ their journey started with a click..... A click of his camera. He saw a beautiful girl, who stirred an unknown emotion inside him, an emotion he'd never experienced before.....he didn't know what possessed him to do what he did next....his legs just kept moving on their own accord and before he knew it, he was pulling the pin that was holding the long mane of her hair caged....he didn't know why he did that....he just wanted to see how her hair would look floating around her....and hence he pulled the pin out, she turned and he stopped breathing...yes, he stopped breathing and in that moment he fell for her. Completely and irrevocably.... He didn't realize it yet, but that was the moment his heart stop belonging to him.
She insulted him time and again, he took it....sometimes gave it back to her....but never stopped loving her, if anything his love kept growing deeper and deeper....she was becoming necessary to live, to breath... Those few stolen glances here and there were becoming his mileage.... He started craving just for a glimpse of her....he hated it that he couldn't be close to her, be able to hold her.....sometimes he hated those few glances too, it was like he was famished for an eternity and those glances were like a bite of food....just a bite....that awakened his appetite dangerously, bit he couldn't waive them either..... He had to take what little was being given to him....and like a greedy begged he took that bite gladly.
Then one day she apologized to him.....said sorry for all the insults she had thrown at him. He was shocked.... Didn't know what to say....but his mind was forming the words already, or was it his heart?
Bikhar apne liye pe....k zindagi bhar k haseen pal de gai tum, keh diya galti ho gai tumse aur anjaane me ek khubsoorat ehsaas de gai tum..
That was the day the silsila of his shayri for her started.....a minute before he didn't know what to say and then she'd do something, hell, even if she threw him a glance; his heart would skip a beat and the words would start coming from him....without his knowledge, without any efforts from his part.....so now the shayries too have become and inseparable part of his life......just like her...
How is it swatu for shayri importance? I know it's not much..... I'll try writing something else.....or maybe Arfa will do it better, we'll ask herπ
Wow Vartika, it's amazing dearπβ€οΈ
Hi guys, remember me..its Aaliya. Made one creation on MisHaan after a long time..β€οΈ
