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Grey Feathers

All day, do what you like

But don’t look at my eyes at night.

Cold air blowing ,below our ribs

We don’t need that silver seals

Just need your side.

To fly away from this world.

Two light body and grey feathers

Just save some little bit warm blood.

Posted in Poetry

I Would Like To Love That Girl

I would like to love that girl

Who asks me

Can you help us when my papa

Goes to the city for work.

But not  that girl ,Who asks 

Can you die for me?

Cause i know it happens

Only  in fairy tales.

I would like to love that girl

Who asks me

If i die before you

Will you bring  some flowers

Everyday, for my burial,

i love flowers so much.

But not  that girl, Who asks

Can you wait for  me ,

Throughout your life.

Cause i know it happens

Only in fairy tales.

I would like to love that girl

Who asks me

If i get married

With someone else

Will you love me still

As a friend.

But not that girl, Who asks me

Im the only girl 

Of your life, or not.

Cause i know it happens

Only in fairy tales.

I would like to love that girl

Who asks me

Will you come everyday

To talk me

When there  will be 

No one to talk.

 I have seen those old lonely

Ladies ;waiting for death

 No bees comes 

To the old and weak, flowers

 same happens

With everyone.

But not that girl, who asks

Will you love me more than

You do, yourself . If i get 

Married to you.

I know it can only happen

In your  silly dreams.

Life is not so simple and small

Like a video game ,

 you thought.

Its much bigger and colourful

Only those can see

Who  suffers and still stands 

On the wheel of life.

Posted in love stories

You Have My words, 💑 My Unspoken Love Story From My Dairy

Winters night has  covered the  earth with his darken  chest. Fog and soil touching each other now. Its the only time for them to fall in endless love. Suddenly my winter sleep broke without any  notice. Now its one am. I picked up my phone  and started looking at image gallery. Those photos reminds me about my one and only love, Isha; my life.
I don’t know how long i was lost  in looking at her. Suddenly tears started falling down along my chickes.

I was lost in many thoughts, Why we are away from each other ? Why   im failing everytime  to hold Isha though the world is against me. Why  we quarrel holding nothing but air inside us  ?
I know the reason ,  our intense love.  I know we are love birds. We can’t imagine  to spend a day without thinking about us. I know Isha also missing me a lot. Maybe she is also awake now like me.

At one side our intense love and at other side  responsibility .  In between this two things my condition is like  “two legs on different boats”.  Sometime i tried to get  lost in the hips  of  responsibilities  and sometime i surrendered  myself to Isha. But i failed in both. Sometime my heart was  revolting for  my decision and sometime world pinning me down.
I get so  worried   whenever i think about loosing Isha. I love Isha so much, more than my life.  But  many time, i hurted her… When she suffers in pain those  chains of responsibilities holdes me away from her. My heart also cries with her ,silently.  I can feel her pain. But what can i do to solve our problem? So i cry silently , men can’t cry  what society told me when i was young.

Maybe no one counts my tears  but my pillow absorbs every single drop of it. Whole days painfull jurney  every night gets deposited on my pillow. 

Everything can be fake! But the tears of my eyes and my conversations with my pillow is not fake!

Isha is everything of my life, its the only world where i want to breath.

Sometime  i think  , how can a  person becomes so important in your life? But i know its the reality its the life. 

Sometime i also think ,why i dedicated the  major portion of my life for her? 

The answer amazed me everytime. Only to get some love.

Hmm.Maybe she is the reason of my living. I only know ,i love Isha and i will do rest of my life. I cant imagine a world without her. How can i forget those evenings with her. How can i control myself to not look at her big eyes. How can i spend a day without holding her hand .

I only know she is everything. And i don’t want to loose her. Maybe i will loose the remained parts of me  if i loose her permanently.
A untold love story from my dairy…. To be continued…

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Posted in Recent Trends

One Indian Girl,The Seventh Novel Of Chetan Bhagat

Chetan Bhagat  who is known  as one of the top influential Indian Fiction author. One who have the potential to express the stories like a real incident of someone’s life. Due to his writing  skills he  have the largest fan following from any other writer in India.
Not only stories or novels, Chetan has an opinion for everything. Whether it is politics, social injustice,sports,corruption or any other bitter ground.

After a long break he  again made his entry into the Indian publishing market. Through  his seventh novel,one Indian Girl.

What is One Indian Girl!

one Indian girl is  about an Indian girl and her struggle of life. Where the girl is intelligent and successful in her life. Ultimately for this reasons she finds it difficult to get love  from others.

The book presents a dark scenario of our Indian society. Where girls are pressed daily towards coroners of a grayish world.

The book One Indian Girl also asks…..why when it comes to love being intelligent  as  well  as too successful is almost a drawback for a women.
From a very early time Chetan wanted to write a book with a female character on first position. But surprisingly he can’t able to write a single one. After  a long time he  finally wrote , One Indian Girl.
In this book a huge importance on feminism was given by Chetan. Because according to Chetan   

“Feminism is equal  rights.There’s nothing too fancy about it. Sometimes it gets a little complicated because men and women want different things out of life. There core drives and motivations are different”.

After the publication of the book One Indian Girl, Bollywood actress kangana Ranaut has expressed interest to play the lead role in the 

Film adaptation.

Posted in Poetry

It Was The Woman!!!”

A poem by untold views of our life_admin

It was the woman who nurtures the seed,

It was the woman who gave you birth,

It was the woman who  take cares of you,

It was  the woman who grows you up,

It was  the woman who gives you inspiration,

It was the woman who teach you ,how to love?

It was the woman who  is the reason for your success,

It was the woman who teach you,what is pleasure?

It was the woman who is responsible for your  down fall,

It was the woman who tell you how to hate?

It was the woman who tell you what  is pain!

It was the woman who tell you how to break?

It was the woman who  tell you, how to irritate?

It was  the woman  who shows you, how to take life ?

Woman ;Woman; every where

Cause for your start ;reason of your finish.

And this is the  reason  for our shouting, everywhere

Ladies First!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted in Poetry, Untold Stories

Poem: My First Crush

  For  the girl …..i loved…..from     deepest  core of my heart …………..


I was too small when i saw you

Do you know? You were my first crush!

That time my age was only nine,

In fourth standard at our school.

I can still see the moment,

When i first  saw you.

Gray skirt and sky  blue shirt,

I don’t know  how  ,from that  day 

I began to believe ,angels also live with humans.

Still sometime, when i get some time 

To breath the dry air out of my life

It’s  you who comes in my mind.

Yes you were  my first crush.



Stay happy wherever you are……

Posted in childhood stories, Lifestyle, Motivational Stories, Real Stories, Relationship

Top Benefits Of Having  A Girl As Your Best Friend

 A real friend means someone who is always there for you. In your good times as well as in your bad times. Those men’s are lucky who have a girl as a best friend.    Many men says -male friendship are the most special friendship. But most of the time it is not so true.

Read this post Benefits Of Having A Girl As  your Best Friend  to know all those benefits of having a girl as your best friend, and why every guy must have a girl best friend in his life.
Accept or not! A girl best friend is the one who can give you a better company from all off  your other friends. Specially during relationship problem or at a time of your career problem, nobody else can give you an advice as sound as your girl best friend. She knows every single part of you. Probably she  knows you even better than your girlfriend and definitely knows what’s best for you.

  • Girls love   shopping,anytime,anywhere. Mens know it better than all. Your girl best friend is always ready to go for shopping with you. They even have a by born talent of selecting clothes and style best suits on you. So you can depend on her to be your personal stylist.

  • The best thing to have a girl as your best friend is,she is always ready to watch a movie with you. No matters what  the film is about. You get a licence to watch everything, from ‘Titanic’ to ‘Grand Masti’ .

  • If you have a girl as your best friend then you always have a right on her tiffin box. She loves to give you  the best portion of it. She also loves to see you eating next to her.

    • She can be the best  memories of your life . Many crazy stuff  what you have done together that you cannot even imagine doing with your other friends.

    If you love your girl best friend then share this post to them as a token of love. If you still don’t have a girl as your best friend then go and find her now.

    Cause girls love those who walk first towards them to start the journey of friendship.

    If you have any other memories or  if you want to tell anything about best friend then shout it on comment box ,with that lucky name of your  best  friend.

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    Posted in Poetry

     Hold My Hand ,An Untold View  – Stories Of Our Life Poem.


    Hold my hand and stand for some time,
    Who knows may be it’s our last meet.

    May be this evening  will never repeat again,

    All i got is some time;

    To see you closely.

    Oh dear,i don’t know ;may be it’s our last meet.


    Hold my hand, like – this day will never come back again.

    We don’t know our tomorrow,

    We don’t know next time we will be together; or not

    All  we got is this moment.


    Hold my hand and walk beside me

    Who knows may be its our last chance,

    To see into that deep eyes.

    Hold my hand and stand for some time ,silently.

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