🫀 Category: Family Issues Yaadon ki galiyon mein, dil aaj bhi bhatakta hai, Wo bachpan ke pal, jab ghar khushiyon se mehakta tha. Na koi ranjish thi, na koi gila tha apno se, Bas pyaar ki meethi dhun thi, aur roshni thi sapnon se. Aaj bhi aankhon mein nami hai, jab tasveerein dekhta hoon, Bhai-behan ka pyaar, woh hasi, sab yaad karta hoon. Kya badal gaya rishton mein, kaun si deewar aa gayi? Jo kabhi ek the, woh dooriyon ki lakeerein ban gayi. Ek chhat ke neeche paley, ek hi aangan mein kheley hum, Kaisa daur aaya, kyun itne ajnabi ban gaye hum? Chhoti-chhoti baaton par, ab badi khamoshiyan hain, Dil mein toh pyaar hai, par zubaan par dooriyan hain. Kabhi lagta hai, waqt hi thoda tehra sa gaya hai, Ya shayad insaan hi, apni pehchaan bhool gaya hai. Wo maata-pita ka pyaar, jisne humein sanwara tha, Kya humne uss virasat ko, bas yoon hi bikhera tha? Koshish toh karta hoon, phir se woh lamhe jeene ki, Par shayad ab kisi mein himmat nahi, dil kh...
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Category: Office Life
Busy screens, a silent hum, another day begins.
In the office's cool embrace, where work often wins.
But amidst the files and deadlines, a different tale I find,
A story of connection, gently woven in my mind.
Your presence, a soft morning breeze, a comfort undefined.
Across the cubicle divide, a bond of a special kind.
I see you focus, your brow slightly furrowed, then a smile takes its place,
And in that fleeting moment, my hurried heart finds grace.
The clatter of keyboards, the phone's insistent ring,
Yet it's your laughter, low and sweet, that makes my spirit sing.
A shared glance over a coffee cup, a knowing, quiet nod,
More profound than any words, a gift from our office God.
We talk of projects, deadlines tight, of strategies to pursue,
But in the subtext of our chat, emotions, pure and true.
I catch your eye when a joke is made, a secret we both share,
A camaraderie so gentle, banishing every care.
Lunch breaks, a hurried escape, to grab a bite or two,
I often wonder what you're thinking, what dreams you're seeing through.
Do you ever feel this warmth, this pull that gently ties?
Or is it just my own heart's longing, hidden in my eyes?
I admire your dedication, the way you tackle every task,
Your quiet strength, your thoughtful insights, behind a professional mask.
Sometimes, a late evening email, a quick 'well done' you send,
And my tired day is brightened, right until its very end.
This isn't a grand romance, no dramatic, fiery scene,
Just a quiet appreciation, often felt, rarely seen.
It’s the comfort of your presence, the rhythm you impart,
A silent, gentle melody playing within my heart.
When stress builds high, and patience wears thin, a moment of reprieve,
Just seeing you across the room, helps my anxious soul believe.
That even in this corporate world, so structured and so neat,
Human connection flourishes, bittersweet and oh so sweet.
Perhaps it's just a friendship, growing stronger day by day,
Or something deeper, unspoken, guiding us along the way.
Whatever it may be, dear colleague, friend, a solace you have been,
A beautiful, unexpected chapter in this office life within.
And as the day concludes, and screens turn dark once more,
I carry home this quiet feeling, richer than before.
For in the heart of deadlines, and the rush of every chase,
I found a gentle solace, reflected in your face.
So thank you for the moments, the smiles, the understanding deep,
The silent conversations, the promises we keep.
This cubicle world, once mundane, now holds a special glow,
Because of the quiet comfort, only you bestow.
📅 Published on Monday, 9 March 2026 at 9:59:04 am
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