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today , Moniya...sorry , Maanyata reminded me of this beautiful heart stabbing line from the song "Kahin toh Hogi Woh" , from Jaane Tu yaa Jaane Naah...- "manzilon se raaha dhoondh ti challi...aur kho gayi hai manzil kahin raahon mein..."
Today when you you see those almond shaped , mahogany irises close in solace for probably the first time during the journey of a stagnant stubborn lady midst an ivory tower...you feel like asking her that is she really trying to convince Udayveer that she knows where her destination is...or where those surprising words coming out of those haughty , bronze cheek bones are exactly what she wanted to see within Uday all along...when she says "Meri riyaasath Akash hai"...you feel as if every part of her membrane is fighting against what her soul actually wants...this statement felt consolable to Monya herself rather than her compulsive conscience deliberately masking Uday as a lecherous antagonist in front of her naked set of muddy lakes ..as she is scared of her impulsive reactions towards the man inside him , the very man whose unleashed by herself , ironically...You felt her heart having a surprising will to stay within those strong , illuminated , yet bruised boughs of firm bronze branches lightly empathizing her rigid blood flowing veins hidden beneath a drape of smooth alabaster skin- gritted curtain...not only did her body rest against those heart warming words flowing like a thin stream of emotion within the abstract image of stealthy water emerging from a raw ,masculine brook functioning among a rigid , and strong , haughty plateau ..but her soul en wrapped its arms around a strong body of icy silence compiled with a glen made of political sediments ..the minute her conscience knocked turbulently to her heart for rejoicing it's celebration of folly again..the head rises against the crescendo of her heart beats to ensure her stability to be within her all her life..no matter to what extent does an obstacle named Udayveer suddenly seem to be another pathway to an unknown destination she never thought of...Maanyata , you are losing your purpose as the roads leading you are blooming a new direction for you before even your own conscience indulges into it..but the clever heart creates a different identity from who we actually think we are..and its this very individual inside you , Maanyata ...called the heart who is making an impossible , and yet a compulsive road towards a true flawed man who is neither the reflection of a lie or an illusion of a prince charming...
Today when you you see those almond shaped , mahogany irises close in solace for probably the first time during the journey of a stagnant stubborn lady midst an ivory tower...you feel like asking her that is she really trying to convince Udayveer that she knows where her destination is...or where those surprising words coming out of those haughty , bronze cheek bones are exactly what she wanted to see within Uday all along...when she says "Meri riyaasath Akash hai"...you feel as if every part of her membrane is fighting against what her soul actually wants...this statement felt consolable to Monya herself rather than her compulsive conscience deliberately masking Uday as a lecherous antagonist in front of her naked set of muddy lakes ..as she is scared of her impulsive reactions towards the man inside him , the very man whose unleashed by herself , ironically...You felt her heart having a surprising will to stay within those strong , illuminated , yet bruised boughs of firm bronze branches lightly empathizing her rigid blood flowing veins hidden beneath a drape of smooth alabaster skin- gritted curtain...not only did her body rest against those heart warming words flowing like a thin stream of emotion within the abstract image of stealthy water emerging from a raw ,masculine brook functioning among a rigid , and strong , haughty plateau ..but her soul en wrapped its arms around a strong body of icy silence compiled with a glen made of political sediments ..the minute her conscience knocked turbulently to her heart for rejoicing it's celebration of folly again..the head rises against the crescendo of her heart beats to ensure her stability to be within her all her life..no matter to what extent does an obstacle named Udayveer suddenly seem to be another pathway to an unknown destination she never thought of...Maanyata , you are losing your purpose as the roads leading you are blooming a new direction for you before even your own conscience indulges into it..but the clever heart creates a different identity from who we actually think we are..and its this very individual inside you , Maanyata ...called the heart who is making an impossible , and yet a compulsive road towards a true flawed man who is neither the reflection of a lie or an illusion of a prince charming...
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Ishaani
