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Saturday, May 27, 2006
हक अदा करना पडा
वक्त मरने का न था
फिरभी मरना पडा
फ़र्ज का मारा हुआ था
जख्म अपने भूलाकर
मुस्कुराते दुसरोंके
जख्मोंको भरना पडा
Yesterday, Something reminded me of this Shayri. There is a guy X whom I hate due to some past events. Whenever someone takes his name in front of me, I remember my past and get nervous.
At the same time, he was best friend of one of my best friend Y. Y can't tolerate anyone to say anything about X.
So yesterday, X and Y met and X hurt Y. So Y was nervous and I had to council her. Every time I was talking about X, I was getting more and more hurt from inside. I was just wondering when I will collapse. Luckily nothing like that happened and Y didn't come to know about all the things.
I just hope the name of X will never appear in my life again.
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