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नन्हे चूजे ने पंख फड़फड़ाये 

और फिर 

वो भी उड़ गया

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Red

Red- his favorite color.
I don't remember how, over the time, it has become my favorite color as well. There was a time, not too long ago, when all I had were Blacks/Whites/Grays or their combination shades in my closet. Now, whenever I shop in the mall or online, Red is the one color I look for and instantly approve.
The other day I was looking at my wardrobe and I saw some 4-5 clothes in the same shade of Red. Given that I am someone who only keeps around 8-9 clothes at a time for regular/seasonal wear, it was quite a share.

And not just clothes, general stuff around my house (kitchen utensils included), the decor etc is like a theme- of him. It conveyed something so strongly.
I realized how I am trying to compensate his absence by keeping him with myself all the time in my mind/heart where I am subconsciously doing smallest/subtle things the way he would have liked- choosing colors he would have picked.


Love shows up in so many ways and Longing - even more.

कूच

मृत्यु सबको आती है

जीते बहुत हैं 

याद चंद किये जाते हैं  

और पीड़ा .. 

पीड़ा है सिर्फ तुमसे

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