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Yeah sure. ask me anything!

jiya5’s Profile PhotoJiya Mughal.
The anonymous glances whispered, that she's searching for the sporadic faceless voices which divulged his unsung secret sights. And as they remained forever hidden, she let her silence make the noise in solitude, but when the spectral sun rays touched her soul, the feeling of life rose a controversy that reciprocated "they'd be if they were meant to be".! The words now stood unheard, as they never owned a tongue to speak them out to her courageous cute little heart.!
But if there ever comes a day to reveal, will their even remain any blind words woven with all the love that was never visible to her deaf sights?! If yes! Then hold on, who'd be carrying the love of my life, if I'm carrying her burning elegant thoughts to the grave?.
Yes, I'm cold just like the icy mountains, and yes I've a frozen heart since I was struck behind the numbers of your watch beneath your wrist.!

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Arre <3

hey role model,
how are you? out of your b'day celebrations yet? haha
firstly wish you a happy Sankranthi!
below is a link to my first E-Book titled "Doll i dream of" in Wattpad and it's partly "Non-fictional", give it a chance when free! your suggestions are considered precious, feel free to comment if any!
http://w.tt/1SRvHHU
and yea, everyone are welcome, please give it a try..! #happyreading
#stay_smiling😉

I'm posting this thing on my insta.

And when she saw me, she hid her hair under hood, smile in his arm, and silent tears in her eyes.!
Her feeling of guilt makes me uncomfortable.
Her every breath reaches my ears, and every thought reaches my mind..!
Her soul seeks something, that is more than just silence, and much more than plain happiness..!
was it me that she needed?! does she feel the same as me? is there a reason behind me loving her the same as before and always!?
*SPLASH*
he opened the door and she walked out from inn there... her smile isn't as i was expecting it to be... glowing and shining skin... my princess is now more like his angel in that white robe she wore... he bit her ear and they let out a laugh together... my heart sunk... but a unknown happiness scrolled from every drop of my blood "thank god, at least she isn't suffering like I'm"
*drops the flower and hides behind the tree "
i wish i could see her smiling this way for the rest of my life..!
story inspired by my BAE Naresh Kumar,
may you find the true love of your life brother #stay_smiling😉

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Coz u had an ocean inside you and I saw you wave to me

yes, I'm much like an ocean.
i spread wings, not to fly but sink.
i be morose and surly all day long,
I'm a arcane, I'm inimitable.
i wave at every shore i sight,
i wave by the very wind,
i wave at every bright light,
i wave by the wail tend.
I can cry a million and more lives,
I hide in murk, and hoick foment,
I panache pang, and play pincer,
I flop florid, fluff and flout.
You throw your waste into me,
I take them and keep up,
And when off limits,
I stir you along with them.
I'm the saline king,
I align your debts,
And when you try provoking,
I assign your scout.
Etch it, I'm the ultimate power to be earned and am not yielded at ease.!
i write precious oeuvre, when hurt and in pain.! now this will be one of them.!

Ain't I a little girl? <3

yes you so are a little lovely girl😍
Saumya Swamy a distilled clear chapter of my life.
haha little girl? yes, i love to call you that😘
if at all i want to tell you how breathtakingly gorgeous you're in this answer, sure your boyfriend would spare me not😂
so as a friend? you're the best, you leave a maim on everyone you meet probably!
i remember we used to fight on and on with no stable reason, and still find our way good fighting😂potassium love😜
ever time you say 'i love you' those words reach me in mach with love packed within.
you're like a myrrh, you muster your cuteness for every soul, isn't that sweet of you?
you cry your tears and sigh your pain, but i swear, you'll never have to do that hereafter again, cuz' I'm here forever and beyond with you.!
you tell me your deepest secrets, murky incidents, muzzy decisions, crush stories and mention not but even that one thing which probably no girl says to a guy.!😂 (secret🙌)
but someday soon you'll be in a hallway, peeping through the window, searching for a way out, literally locked up in one of those stars, that shine as soon as the sun goes down, and then you forget me not, as our amity helps us pass every snag and, figure out every bait.!
well, writing about you is like writing without counting my pages, i can write a 1 billion paged book on you probably😂
friendship with you gives my life a beat,
friendship with you is always so sweet,
friendship with you keeps getting better,
friendship with you is for now and forever.!
the lines above are not in panegyric to you or a parable to my followers but just to pass the love I've stored for you😘 wish you a very happy birthday dear😘 stay blessed😘 #party hard little girl😘 text me let's share the fun😘

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Aint I a little girl 3

Why did you nt wrote anything about nirbhaya? Do you support the release of juvenile?

*not write*
no i don't support the release, am still working on that topic, I'll update it on my blog once it's done, and whoever likes this answer will get a link to that when updated.
meanwhile read this👇
"Two years and 10 months ago in-front of his eyes his girlfriend was brutally raped by six bastards in a running bus of Delhi.
He fought till the time he was beaten blue with an iron rod.
They broke his leg, robbed him, snatched his mobile & left him almost naked..
He fought till the time he could. Then on that chilling cold night he was thrown from the running bus along with his girl friend.
They were naked, drained, exhausted & both were bleeding for different reasons.
He tried to stop passing cars & kept on begging for a piece of shawl to wrap his naked girl friend & finally he got it after 40 minutes.
Then he took her to the hospital, admitted her, called the police,called her parents & did every possible co-operation that a true friend should do in the hour of need.
*He could have fled from the bus - he did not.
*He could have left her on the road - he did not, and If this is not friendship then what is friendship??
When the entire country roared for the girl no one thought what this boy had gone through.
He is Awindra Pratap Pandey, a boy from Gorakshapur in UP, the boy who loved his girl from the core of his heart.
salute to the spirit of Awindra who proved what friendship means.!

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Post anything you like. x

PallaviSingh242’s Profile PhotoPallavi Singh
I like...
i like to be a smile,
a smile that reflects even on my enemies face on seeing me,
a smile that cures a cancer patient,
a smile that's worth a million dollar,
a smile for which you can run a thousand miles,
a smile that a mother has when she gives birth to her baby,
a smile that a teacher has when a student succeeds,
a smile that a friend has when a enemy is beaten down,
a smile that a girl has when she's alone dreaming of her future husband,
a smile that a guy has when he plans to flirt a girl,
a smile that a couple has when they see a better couple walking beside them,
a smile that a sister has during her brother's marriage,
a smile that a father has when his son finds the best career,
a smile that a priest has when he finds a way to fade all his sinful deeds,
a smile that god has when evil is destroyed,
a smile that's not just a smile, but a light that's ignited from the core of your heart.!
i like to be that smile which pose's then, even after knowing that your life is just about to end in few seconds.!
and i like to be the smile, that's currently in your face after reading this..! 😉
now i wonder how to post a smile that's hard to be explained in words...😮

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Story of your life? x

PallaviSingh242’s Profile PhotoPallavi Singh
When i received this question i was in a dilemma, i was a little scared as well, and suddenly i heard a sharp honking, i ran to the road.
a school bus stopped at my house, a boy of 13 got down and walked towards the gates, to be honest he looked like a 16th century kid, he wasn't a bit like 15 in 20th century, walked straight into my room and locked the door. After thinking over my idea several times, i looked inn from the window, he was merged into a book, with a pen in his hand, scribbling, actually writing something, the words he used seemed more like he was writing a poem, it was his diary though.
i followed him to his school next day, he sat in the last bench, with big framed spectacles, dirty shoes, dusky face, untidy dress and broomy hair. no one spoke a word with him all day, not the teachers, and not even the other students, i wonder if he's an alien. the final bell rang, but unlike others, he had not rushed through the crowd to go home, his class teacher went to him with a smile and spoke "good evening, it's time, you'll have to catch your bus?, so better go now", he stood up erelong, threw a smile back and left. again the same seat, the last one in the bus.
many months later early morning at 4 someone rang the door bell, he opened it, a man 6'1 tall athletic stood there, fronting a smile on his face.
"sir?" the boy spoke, it was like his first words from his mouth
"hey, how are you? i want to take you out, be ready at 9.30 I'll come and pick you up" the man replied
"no, i can't come like that sir, no one at home, I'll meet you at school after holidays"
"kk be ready by 9.30, bye sleep well for now" the man smiled and left, it was all confusing for the boy, yet he went back to sleep.
at 9.30 the man came again, by force conceiving the boy he took him along.
9 months passed, his phone rang, his mother spoke from the other side.
"hello" the boy immediately replied "bye" and was about to cut the call as she spoke "you're changed, you're changed a lot, you're avoiding your own family, you're somewhere that you don't belong, you love books, now you've no books with you, you love your family, now we're not with you, you're rude to people, you hit and talk harsh, and what is it? now you're a dancer? you never liked to dance actually!, you see? you're changed a lot" she cried and hung the call, but the tears were transferred to the boy's eyes from the phone.
the boy then went back to his family, he made a promise to never leave them again, he joined back at school, he wasn't happy, he wasn't real, he wasn't true and never had a tryst in his life again, but he always put a smile on his face, and kept asking everyone to keep smiling. also had left all his dancing stuff behind, was still acting as if he was alright.
years passed and all of a sudden one fine day, a girl named pallavi asked him "story of your life?" and there came a sharp sound in his mind and he ran to the roads searching for his story..!
believe me the kid out there was me.

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Sorry to disturb you.. Can you question me that feminine answer.. I wanted to show it to my friend.. :').. Sorry I know I am asking it again.. :)

SadafNajam’s Profile PhotoSadaf.Najam
well, I've been receiving many request to repost that answer, after that was taken down by "Ask.fm" so finally here people, its below..!
"on Anon no more patience, i want to tell you two things actually,
*first thing is that I'll pay for your language classes, please get some English into work.
*secondly who even told you that I've never posted anything about boys?! first go read my blog complete, scroll down and check it www.anoldstranger.wordpress.com
i don't get you basically, what is your problem? what else do you want me to write for boys? tips on how to rape a girl and escape flawlessly?!
And what was that? why do you support girls?
*A she is that being who's position cannot even be replaced by the gods
*A she goes throw 5 days of bleeding every month baring the pain and still with that smile. do you know how that feels? go hang yourself upside down on a pole for 5 days and let me know how that feels.
*A she bared you inside her for 9 months, 9 months dude a whole N.I.N.E months, another live being breathing inside you for 9 months, guess how it feels?
*eats everything that she never liked, resists herself from her joys, just to keep a good health for that unknown being whom she had never seen.
you called me a bro and a mother fucker, that explains your bond with your mother so well.
yes I'm a feminist and am not ashamed to tell this, and yes i do write whatever comes to my pen until am out of words.
I've a sister to be cared, I've a mother to be loved, and ill have a wife to part my life with, so i am scared of being a normal person like everyone in this society.
I'm not blaming anyone, your all perfect, go mess around, check out every girl you see, tug her and force her to hug you, kiss her and ruin her dreams, its nothing wrong, it's all fun and joy, you're all youth so play the game.
it's simple you hit on one, then you also get hit by one, may not be now but sometime for sure. so when one find day someone preys on your very sister or mother don't think of haunting or even blaming him, cuz that's what you've done, to someone else's sister.
chill man now please don't take it hard on your ego and report my I'd, af you wanted me to post it, you were seeking an answer, so now hit a like and get lost off my wall."
ahh i know there was more than this, but I'm sorry this is all i remember, and now no more requests people you can all read it here...:)
#stay_smiling😉

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The cutest girls u know till now

Basically I hate Pretty faces with rusted hearts, and thus actually most of the girls I know are cute.
ok bro so, here follows few cuties those I follow in ask.fm
*@saasha_44
*@MYsticGirl52
*@nadiaamir1994
*@geetikachawla01
*@soundaryaamu
*@anki_tah
*@gayatri_sathyan
*@dhwaniii07
*@harikaganeshni
*@drashtiigadhiya
*@saumyaaswamyy
*@binzakhan
you can count me as a fan boy of those above😍
oKeY AnOn nOw DrOoL OvEr tHeM😂😂 aNd dO FoLlOw uP😄
#now send me no more requests a single answer for all the questions ☝

who you think is perfect person???? ☺

She`s little,
pink cheeks, pinker lips,
soft skin, and softer palms,
tiny fingers and tinier eyes,
lovely looks and lovelier soul...!
That morning all "wakey wakey" running to her mother, crying to convince her, to skip the day`s schooling, great luck, her tears never worked better but today.
Her father was her hero, the superman who always fight for her, in a splash fulfilling her wishes, granted a ride to the mall, for another set of same barbie dolls that lie in her cupboard. the car started with a vamanos, destined to the mall besides the Dominos.
At the signal he forgot to stamp on the clutch, in the hurry he raised the gear, a bump and the car took them right into the divider, they stopped, but didn't the truck driver, the police man fronting the truck, signaled him to stop, but he forgot to shift the traffic lights to red, though there paused the truck, this time the other car from the left stroke the car with the girl inside, Air bags released, father was safe on the hospital bed, but his little princess was too safely locked in the electric crematorium.
Perfection was lost, when the father shifted gears, lost again when the truck driver didn't pay attention to the road he was on, lost by the police man while not changing the traffic lights, and lost when the other car from the left didn't use his senses and blindly trust the signals...
If at least one of them had maintained one`s perfection, the little girl with tiny heart would have been playing with her toys instead her body being mixed up into waters as ashes.
Perfection was once a passion but now just a fantasy.

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