उस दिन जब दुनिया ने मिलकर
प्रेम-पर्व मनाया था ,
नफ़रत ने भी पुलवामा पर
मायाजाल फैलाया था।
चाहे उन कायरों को संपूर्ण देश की
बद्दुआ लग जाएगी,
पर क्या कोई कविता उस माँ का
आँचल फिर भर पाएगी ?
क्या कोई कविता…
soldiers
Through the woods (part 13)
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Ivaan was riding in the middle, clutching tightly on to the man’s lean frame, his eyes looking at the back of his golden-brown head. Jo’s arms were wrapped around his waist, and he felt like a worm in a coccoon, encased between two warm bodies. He tried asking them the questions that were plaguing his mind, but they were riding much too fast for either of them to catch his words.
Through the Woods (part 3)
The time has come to rescue you guys from the cliffhanger I left in Through the woods (part 2). If you’re totally confused as to what I’m talking about, chances are you haven’t read part 1 as well. Go ahead and read the previous parts if you haven’t and if you have, welcome to Part 3.
