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ridima-kamal 4 years
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You may want to read this, if you've been repressing your feelings for sometime, or for a very long time, or for years. 馃挄馃崈
"饾悩饾惃饾惍'饾惈饾悶 饾悽饾惂 饾悮饾悰饾惉饾惃饾惀饾惍饾惌饾悶 饾悮饾惏饾悶 饾惏饾悽饾惌饾悺 饾悺饾悽饾惁, 饾惒饾惃饾惍 饾惀饾悽饾惌饾惌饾惀饾悶 饾惏饾惃饾惁饾悮饾惂. 饾悁饾惈饾悶 饾惒饾惃饾惍 饾悽饾惂 饾惀饾惃饾惎饾悶?"
The question that left me thinking and deliberating for hours, and words stifled in my mouth.
If he and I fit in right in the year 1970, I would have denied loving every entity other than him, in any of our lifetimes.
But we do not do love now, do we?
"Say it with the name of God.", said the fortune teller,
"Allow all that you're doing be done in love."
I'm not a flower girl a man can have the softest corner for,
I'm a thorn now, with bite marks of old, long standing, failed affiliation.
She artfully smirked, and held my hands,
"饾應饾拲饾拹饾挃饾拞 饾挌饾拹饾挅饾挀 饾拞饾挌饾拞饾挃 饾拏饾拸饾拝 饾拤饾拞饾拏饾挀 饾拤饾拪饾挃 饾拠饾拹饾拹饾挄饾挃饾挄饾拞饾拺饾挃 饾拪饾拸 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾拤饾拏饾拲饾拲饾挊饾拏饾挌饾挃 饾拹饾拠 饾挌饾拹饾挅饾挀 饾拤饾拞饾拏饾挀饾挄.
饾懌饾拹 饾拸饾拹饾挄 饾挀饾挅饾挃饾拤 饾挄饾拹 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾拝饾拹饾拹饾挀 饾拪饾拠 饾挌饾拹饾挅 饾拕饾拏饾拸 饾拞饾拸饾拝饾挅饾挀饾拞 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾挄饾挀饾挅饾挄饾拤 饾挄饾拤饾拏饾挄 饾挌饾拹饾挅 饾拝饾拹 饾拲饾拹饾挆饾拞 饾拤饾拪饾拵 饾拑饾挅饾挄 饾拝饾拹饾拸'饾挄 饾挊饾拏饾拸饾挄 饾拤饾拪饾拵 饾拪饾拸. 饾懌饾拹饾拸'饾挄. 饾懌饾拹饾拸'饾挄."
She repeated, "饾懌饾拹 饾拸饾拹饾挄 饾拲饾拞饾挄 饾挌饾拹饾挅饾挀 饾拤饾拞饾拏饾挀饾挄 饾挃饾拤饾拪饾拠饾挄, 饾懌饾拹 饾拸饾拹饾挄 饾挃饾挄饾拹饾拺 饾挌饾拹饾挅饾挀 饾挃饾拺饾拪饾挀饾拪饾挄 饾拺饾拲饾挅饾拕饾拰 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾拠饾拲饾拹饾挀饾拞饾挄饾挃 饾挌饾拹饾挅 饾拺饾拲饾拏饾拸饾挄饾拞饾拝 饾拠饾拹饾挀 饾拤饾拪饾拵, 饾拝饾拹 饾拸饾拹饾挄 饾拏饾拺饾拺饾挀饾拹饾挆饾拞 饾拹饾拠 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾拑饾挅饾拝饾挃 饾挄饾拹 饾拑饾拲饾拹饾拹饾拵 饾挊饾拪饾挄饾拤 饾拤饾拪饾挃 饾拸饾拏饾拵饾拞. 饾懌饾拹饾拸'饾挄."
Her hands released mine, she laughed.
I did them all, whispering his name, the another synonym of God.
She knew. I knew.
I hastened to the gate, and opened it wide, and blissfully accepted him in.
She was right.
"To change the ending, we do not have to be together but in love."
And I was completely in love with him, his ardor and his excellency, and even without being with him.
饾悎 饾惏饾悮饾惉 饾悽饾惂 饾惀饾惃饾惎饾悶, 饾悮饾惂饾悵 饾惀饾惃饾惎饾悶, 饾悽饾惌饾惉饾悶饾惀饾悷, 饾悽饾惉 饾悶饾惐饾悺饾悽饾惀饾悮饾惈饾悮饾惌饾悽饾惃饾惂. 鉂わ笍
-Dr. Ridima Kamal
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ridima-kamal 4 years
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ridima-kamal 4 years
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Because most of the men don't. 馃拰馃馃崈 . . . . #TheDentistWhoWrites #RidimaKamal #Globalpoetcult #writerscommunity #wordsofwisdom #writersofindia #writeraofindia #writersclub #wordswag #writersclub #writersociety #writersofig #writingtips #wordporn #writersofinstagram #writeaway #writers_den_ #writers #writetotravel #home #quarantinequotesoftheday #lovequotes #pride #womenempowering #women #cardsforwomen #womeninlove https://www.instagram.com/p/CCA0HKxAVJj/?igshid=1amyed6e7g11c
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ridima-kamal 7 years
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We live, we die, we leave, we hold, we move, we sit, we fly, we climb, we grow, we become, we think, we curse, we bless, we forgive, we forget, we break, we rise, we fall, we try, we love, we hate, we like, we deny, we do, we do not. And then, we call it a short life. Hey hi. Whoever is reading, I love you to the miles closer to you and back. You're now a wild card entry, hence, I welcome you to my life. Today, I am going to talk about the life that I have, and it's hard to explain. I write. I write since I were 17. I wonder if this calls for success or risks. One as a person who stammers, avoids eye contacts, is afraid, is an over thinker. The one who writes because she is weak. Other one is a lion-hearted woman who does everything to pacify her soul and mind. The woman who writes because she is courageous and presents herself in the best expressive way possible. Long back, I told my friends that I have no aims and I am not happy, but my friends reverted and said, you inspire us. I don't know if I really do, but the messages I get, tell a different story. May be, I do, I really do. I write about pain and swellings. I think about love and longings. Time cures, time heals, but what if time never was the medicine, what if remedies your thoughts are. *Poetry doesn't mend, it makes the agony bearable.* You know, what my darkest tragedies are. You know the catastrophes of world I've been through, you know the disasters I've seen. People, yet I yearn to save them from being victims. Would you like to see how the writer in me works? Would you like to see how the normal adult girl in me acts? It's not that difficult to figure the differences out. I reside in two with the soul of the same color, yet the masks paint all monochrome and rainbows. I can reach you out, just be a little louder. #TheDentistWhoWrites #RidimaKamal (at Barrage Rishikesh)
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ridima-kamal 7 years
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Do you want anything more than the conversations becoming longer and the dreams becoming clearer? PS- WhatsApp statuses, then. WhatsApp stories, now, Connecting hearts since years. #TheDentistWhoWrites
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ridima-kamal 4 years
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