Neha Ganveer

write, for it not about what we can say, but its about all the things we are unable to say..
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The questions.

What is it that you fear?  What is it that you lie about?  What is it that you cease to hear?  What is it that you don't want to be Read More

Come On Back You, Wont You?

Come On Back You, Wont You? I know You belong here A little laughter, a little tear, Anything as long as You're near. Come On Back You, Wont You? A horrible dream as it was. Its Read More

unmerged beauty of love..!

..let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of heaven dance between you.. Love one another but make not a bond of love let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your Read More

Lay it down.

here are the lyrics of the song, which is so spl to me, and it will never lose its meaning... someone told me, joys are increased by sharing and sorrows decreased.. this particular song, Read More

simple II.

Nice line from Ratan Tata's Lecture- If u want to Walk Fast, Walk Alone. But if u want to Walk Far, Walk Together. How strange it is We wish to wear high brands but we feel most comfortable in Read More

simple II.

Nice line from Ratan Tata's Lecture- If u want to Walk Fast, Walk Alone. But if u want to Walk Far, Walk Together. How strange it is We wish to wear high brands but we feel most comfortable in Read More

Randoms..

He walked away and so did i, neither of us knowing where to go and why, but when its "nurture vs nature" then who are we? to change the path when it ain't the Read More

Five things i crave for..!~

the first thing is an open mind, a free society, which does not bind. where a girl & boy can be "just friends" and a boy and a boy can be lovers till the end. the second thing is the respect and the Read More

Simple.

Do you guys remember those days, when teacher asked you about your homework and you answered," miss, i did it, but i forgot to bring" or " my little brother tore the pages" or " it is my other bag" Read More

Two different stories.

i am a 14 year old boy big enough to not to play any toy, in the morning, like every other day, i take my bag and from home i go away. i walk up to the main street.. and again see the kids my age, Read More

The Fairy and the Witch

she is good and she is bad, she is evil but she is glad. she is pissed and she is elated, she is also been missed but always belated. she is the master and she is slave, she is timid but also Read More

Untitled emotion.

a song written for someone i saw the other day.. hope you ppl like it.. went to station to drop m dad faking smile inside so sad.. the train came flashing infront dont know why feeling Read More

meri bekarari

HERE'S A SONG I READ IN A NOVEL.. AND FELT LIKE SHARING.. HOPE U LIKE IT AS WELL..:) Jane wo meri bekarari ko samajti kyu nahi jo dard muje hota h wo use mehsoos karti kyu nahi, har pal uske pyar Read More

ADDICTED.. unplugged.

where is it? where is it? the thing that makes me fine and fit.. where is it? where is it? which gives me from all pains a peaceful exit. neither in drawers. nor in dressing table.. my starving Read More

Music To My Ears.......

At the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from DeMoines, Iowa. I've always supplemented my income by teaching Read More

What was it?

Was it the rains in which we danced? Or was it the raindrops which we glanced? Was the cycle ride that we had had, Or was it the tire puncture that made us glad? Was it the assignments that we Read More

Broken Wings Wants to Fly Again

never knew, he would feel this way, But here he is, seeing this day.. Fate O Fate, no one knows what it will bring He is just some songbird with a broken wing.. he used to fly, up in the skies, to Read More

today is my wife's birthday..

Today is my wife's birthday, and I've planned something to make her day. But I will not wish her now, and will pretend to have forgotten about it, somehow. She wore a pretty red dress.. She looked Read More

i, the dear diary..

Humans, have always been my fantasy, Having them come over, fills me with ecstasy, I hope that i am purchased soon, So that i could also watch the midnight moon. The shopkeeper uncle opened the Read More

dad, i hate her..

dad, i hate her even more than words can say her smile makes me feel like disgusting her away when you ask me,"why can't you love Ur mother?', frustrated, "STEP-mother" with a heavy heart,to you I'd Read More



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