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10/10/200

jab we met 10/10/200  we both were like rust of world

me was like hot churning bowl of sweet and soar soup

you were like shivering cup of pinkish jelly with cherish smile on top

 frozen millions thoughts were bubbling in mind like bubbles of open soda cane

we both were left behind in mixer of loneliness to mix with each other , shaken by this experienced

my bottle cap popped out and out came first bubble of carbonated gas in form of  do you know me

You were very much impressed by this splashing pouring sound of words like royal champagne is 

Pouring down in glass of your thoughts according to your liking and your words were like ice cream boat of 

Sunday full of different flavor garnished with crisp smile ..

 

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  1. Surendra Dubey says

    nice post……!

  2. akhtar rizvi says

    Reet….very nice….all the best