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door aa gaya haan ghar ton naale ode ton. kadey udeekdi si jad vehla si hun vehla wi beet gaya hai. kehndi eh ki karaan chete kar ke tenu tu hun oh ni reya jihnu vekh ke main haase wich tut pendi si. hun tenu vekhdeyaan tere munh te mitti potan da jee karda hai. tenu jhunjla ke tere wichon pehlan wala tu kadan da jee karda hai.

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aqal aakhdi chuggey nu saambh ke rakh, apna aap sametna chahida 'ey. ishq aakhda oh chuggey nu ki karna, chugga baal ke sekna chahida 'ey

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The dangers of getting lost voluntarily

Getting lost voluntarily might seem like a romantic idea, the sheer freedom of doing whatever you want and becoming successful in all the material senses. The truth is, in your everyday hustle, you lose a part of you that you call yourself. You stop belonging to the collective consciousness that you called home. You drift off.  It takes a conscious effort to keep the above from happening. May we all realize this. 

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Dil hai jaan saada koi roti wala poona eh, killi utte tang ke tu puchdi'eyn dhona eh!

SurinderPal Sarao

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Eh raah lamme ne Ubad khaabad wi ne Tenu mushkil hovegi zaroor Par Nazaria andhrooni rakhin Roshni wakan pahonch jaavenga Mehsoos nai hovega bilkul.

Prateek

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Main roz kuj hor haan!

Kal kuj hor si, 

aj kuj hor haan! 

Nit rang chad de ne mere te, 

fikkey wi nit pai jaande ne!

Eh rukh te eh chaanan,

apne rangaan ch rangde ne mainu!

Hathaan mereyaan ch ki eh? 

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Thoughts and Prayers for Lahore victims. 

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A Poem That Has Popped Into My Head Every Year on This Day for the Past 20 Years

Palm Leaves

at exactly twelve o’clock midnight 1973-74 Los Angeles it began to rain on the palm leaves outside my window the horns and firecrackers went off and it thundered.

I’d gone to bed at 9 p.m. turned out the lights pulled up the covers– their gaiety, their happiness their screams, their paper hats, their automobiles, their women, their amateur drunks…

New Year’s Eve always terrifies me

life knows nothing of years.

now the horns have stopped and the firecrackers and the thunder… it’s all over in five minutes… all I hear is the rain on the palm leaves, and I think, I will never understand men, but I have lived it through.

–Charles Bukowski 

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Chai !

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Ithe kaiaan nu maan vafaawan da, te kaiaan nu naaz adaawan da; assi peele patte darakhtaan de, saanu rehnda khauf hawaawan da

Waris Shah

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ਲੋਕਾਂ ਦੇ ਘਰ ਰੋਲਦੇ ਰੋਲਦੇ ਆਪਣਾ ਘਰ ਕਦੋਂ ਰੁਲ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਹੈ ਇਹ ਇਨਸਾਨ ਨੂ ਪਤਾ ਵੀ ਨੀ ਲਗਦਾ!

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Besotted by tea,

High on Amrinder Gill.

Doing Maths. 

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vaddeyan shikarian ne moh leya,  ni aivein motian di chog chuga ke

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so I asked my bike will she go with me to the new city I am shifting to, she said yes..then I asked her how would she like to go. will she like to be couriered to there or will she like me to ride her till there? she said she ll like to be couriered as she doesn’t trust me much.

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Wisdom and Motorcycles.

We should be doing things that make us forget we need to acquire wisdom. I do bike rides for that. Very few things make sense when you are all by yourself and riding at 116 kilometres per hour. You hardly think about anything else. You laugh at your thoughts about how you need to make sense out of your life. You feel silly that you were thinking about being screwed. 

A kind of clarity beams right at you. Its not just at such a high speed. My motorcycle does that to me irrespective of what speed I ride at.  What do you do to get hold of such moments? 

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Today, I overheard an apparently punjabi girl telling her friends that a non-punjabi guy was proclaiming himself as one because he exercised some peculiar trait common among punjabis. The girl,in return shunned off all her proclaimings. God, we are so good at not letting the outsiders join the gang! :P

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A south Indian security guard comes up close, politely removes the ID card from my pocket and says, "Eh ID card baar kadoo jeee."