Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Hahazaaro.n Khvaahishe.n aisii ki har Khvaaish pe dam nikale

She looks out of the window. White clouds float in the sparkling azure sky. Her dreams were many. But she has learned to let go. It doesn’t hurt anymore.
He looks out of the window. The brightness hurts his eyes. He lost all his dreams and the pain remains. Why did he let her go?

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