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dubeydelhi · 2 years
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Those Time
Neither these pillows, Nor such sheets or hydraulic bed Beatific were those periods, When there was bare wood But mother’s shed. No such headache because of light and sound. Not any terms of fan or, Cooler and, air condition. Enough was that moves of her hand’s rendition. Where were these stone or wooden or vinyl or, Linoleum or crystalline or vitrified flooring? Remember us helping…
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dubeydelhi · 2 years
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Nature versus Human
Who “WE HUMAN” are? Aren’t we deadliest species produced by nature itself knowingly/unknowingly? Wouldn’t the nature be very apologetic about her decision to propagate HUMAN? Answer is yes! Nature might have realized about her mistake by propagating a species name “HUMAN” who ‘one day’ will give a big blunder blatant fight to her. But nature has had no control over itself as methinks. Or maybe…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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"Privilege of being corrupted"
“Privilege of being corrupted”
Sounds odd or even very odd but practically it works and it works universally advertently abruptly.  You may say me to cut it off by wording…what the f**k you talking about…have you lost your remaining mind…Do you know what are you saying…blah..blah..blah…but at the same time I dare to ask and I ask in gratitude; are you really saying me honestly? Or this is your just an another casual currupt…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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"Respect seeker"
“Respect seeker”
These days we often hear many around us saying or complaining about people not respecting people or people have forgotten to respect people. One day, one of my peers was saying that,  “Gone are those days when people knew how to respect. Those were the times when people are accustomed to respect other people irrespective of their muscles, money and memory.” To be frank, I don’t find it totally…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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"A man has 100 faces and a company has 1000 faces"
“A man has 100 faces and a company has 1000 faces”
Seated at a café table in Paris, insults a group of Italian women and he declares  “I love Hitler… People like you would be dead. Your mothers, your forefathers would all be fucking gassed.” #JohnGalliano This incident happened just before the Paris Fashion Week for Autumn/Winter 2011/12.  Yes, Galliano was head of Givenchy. That very ultra luxury Givenchy has been a leader in the luxury…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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Covid19 "A earth formatting software"
Covid19 “A earth formatting software”
A vibrant and buzzing local market in the vicinity of south Delhi where in general day, distance between two Sedans/SUV was seen narrowly by inches here on bustling road, now it appears thoroughly deserted. It is unkind seeing this limping look of solemn street and commemorated corner of this ceremonious city.  “A deserted street in Ghitorni South Delhi” I believe the human lives were not as…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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"My Home in the time of Pandemic"
“My Home in the time of Pandemic”
In this lamenting lock-down of pandemic period where most of us are fed up to be in houses, I’m finding myself lucky. I assume this house as a well hygiene café where a permanent chef and two part time stewards are on duty 24/7 are ready to serve the best food in the city in minimum possible time and maximum scale of taste. In this café, the menu varies according to raw material available in the…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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MY PART
What is that, that I can do my part? Is it something that I got to last? Love and prayer, That’s all I can share. If more I give; it’s nothing but my heart. What is that, that I can do my part? I felt, I feel and I will feel that, That time has me precious. But one who owns watches, clocks. And alarm, appears me vicious. For ‘em I find the time but they show me the chart, What is that,…
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dubeydelhi · 3 years
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The Idea of Happiness
The Idea of Happiness
1. Not to let those fools rule over you ever. 2. Be with what you have, not what you might have had. 3. Listen to those who tell you long live, not to those bastard who always try to show that you going to die next. 4. Do remember neither on facebook nor on twitter or any social media, is none going to make you know what you need to know but they’re hell-bent to make you know what they want…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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Birthday "Niece"
Birthday “Niece”
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My niece
  My little lovely brat,
Sits on the brother’s mat.
When she talks,
She talks about a cat.
  She is fun girl,
She is witty.
Like popular comedians,
In our city.
  Seconds she needs to make a rhyme,
Without pen and even without pencil.
But if anyone says to do the same,
The very moment all she cancels.
  Such a cute,
Much an angel.
Enough she is smart,
Can write a Rapunzel.
  Fairy is she,
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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SUICIDE "a witless cowardice"
SUICIDE “a witless cowardice”
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Whatever you say, but I still will say that “suicide” is bad. Suicide is shameless. Suicide is cowardice. Suicide is weakness. Suicide is like accepting defeat without confronting it. Suicide is dross and shortcut rout from being answerable. Suicide is an excuse from facing your very own. Suicide is like hatred to oneself. Suicide is witless lending that you take from your parents, kids, friends…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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Truth/Fact (Cinema)
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Truth/facts
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Truth:
  “Cinema is the mirror of society”
  Facts:
  What kind of cinema?
Who is making cinema?
About what society is he talking in cinema?
Which society does that person belong & what society does he show in his cinema?
Does he know that society which he claims to show?
After facing that mirror, do the people comb, make up and dress up?
Sometimes this mirror throws back a…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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"A Labour"
“A Labour”
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One who opens his/her eyes in the morning and sees the sickle, bark spud, garden hoe, felling axe and spade hanging down from the rough red brick wall or cluttered in the corner is “A Labour”.
  One who believes in work and relieves post food is “A Labour”.
  One who lives for bread and dies of bread is “A Labour”.
  One who is the treasure at one moment for riches and smudges for the next moment…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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"Amidst This Lockdown"
“Amidst This Lockdown”
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Amidst this lockdown, what occurred & changed;
  Very first time, people employed their saved money over food.
  Very first time, people lived without food.
  Very first time, chronically sick people got cured & highly fit people got ailed.
  Very first time, Age old relationships got life.
  Very first time, people saw the faces of their children and loved them, some beat them too.
  Very first…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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Love, Yes! That Love
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Love,
Yes! That love,
Yes! Yes! that very much love,
Indeed,
Perfumed love that dewed and dwelled on my denude body,
And drenches into permanent aroma.
  Yes! That love,
Indeed,
Live love that derails me uncontrollably and unconsciously,
And extracts me in a place where I get sacred serenity & sound security.
  Yes! That love,
Indeed, that
Wrenched love that raze me like tidal wave does with…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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"My HOME"
“My HOME”
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In this pandemic period of lamenting lockdown where most of us are fed up to be in houses, I’m finding myself lucky. I assume this house as a well hygiene café where a permanent chef and two part time stewards are on duty 24/7 are ready to serve best food in the city in minimum possible time and maximum scale of taste. In this café, menu varies according to raw material available in the kitchen…
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dubeydelhi · 4 years
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we "Locked"
we “Locked”
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We are locked, we are civilized.
They are free, they are wild.
From home to car to jet,
We are such dolts we know all to set.
  Blessed with Nimo but racing to own limo.
Through this swaggy journey of dedicated upshots,
We become ruthless geezer and a big bimbo.
  Proud on our invention,
That never forgets to mention.
Such is this time I rarely find one without tension.
  What we practiced we do…
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