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  • pravien_13 13w

    A thousand splendid suns

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    The Dread: True to her soul

    A groan came out of Laila. Then a wail. And then she was crying, and when he went to wipe her cheek with the pad of his thumb she wiped her hand away. It was selfish and irrational, but she was furious with him for abandoning her, Tariq, who was an extension of her, whose shadow sprung beside hers in every memory. How could he leave her? She slapped him. Then she slapped him again and pulled at his hair, and he had to take her by the wrists, and he was saying something she couldn't make out, he was saying it softly, reasonably, and somehow, they ended up brow to brow, nose to nose, and she could feel the heat of his breath on her lips again.
    And when, suddenly, he leaned in, she did too.

  • pravien_13 14w

    A thousand splendid suns.

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    Friendship

    I missed you, Hasina. Oh, I missed you too. In Tariq's grimance, Laila learned that boys differed from girls in this regard. They didn't make a show of friendship. They felt no urge, no need, for this sort of talk. Laila imagined it had been this way for her brothers too. Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated Sun: its existence undisputed: its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.

  • pravien_13 69w

    किधर जा रहे है

    Na manjeel pta h na namo nishan h,
    Safar tay karte chale jaa rhe h,
    Nibhaya h gar sth, to saath rhe h,
    Jo chode to piche bikhar jaa rhe h
    Jo puche hame, ham kidhar jaa rhe h?
    Sisak k thithur kar wo lagte the seene
    Jo aksar k roya krte the pakar
    Hami se ab wo bichad jaa rhe h,
    Idhar jaa rhe h udhar jaa rhe h
    Na jane ki ab ham kidhar jaa rhe h?
    Samete hue the hame jo abhi tak,
    Zara dekhiye khud bikhar jaa rhe h.
    Koi hamse puche, kidhar jaa rhe h?
    ©pravien_13

  • pravien_13 69w

    आ रहा हूँ मैं

    राते लंबी नही छोटी सी हो जाए,
    ख्वाबो में नही बाहो में तू आ जाए,
    बेचेनी सुकूं में बदल जाए,
    बस यही चाहता रहा हूँ मैं,
    तेरे और करीब आ रहा हूँ मैं।

    पलके सिर्फ बारिश से नम हो,
    सपने सारे तेरे मेरे संग हो,
    तू साथ है तो किसी बात का गम हो,
    सुकून खोकर साँस ले पा रहा हूँ मैं,
    तेरे और करीब आ रहा हूँ मैं।


    ©pravien_13

  • pravien_13 69w

    तुम क्या लिखते ?

    कुछ हकीकत लिखते
    कुछ जरुरत लिखते,
    लिखने वाले तो उनकी दी हुई नसीहत भी लिखते,
    उम्मीद पर लिखते हैं, आकांछाओ पर लिखते हैं
    फिसल भी जाए अगर कलम, मलहम लगा कर लिखते हैं,
    कुछ बह गए भावनाओ में, लेकिन आज उनकी हैसियत लिखते हैं,
    लिखने के लिए कोई इंसान लगे तो तुम क्या ही ख्याल लिखते,
    कलम को कभी ज़माने की जरुरत ना लगी साहब।

    ©pravien_13