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WIDOW HOLI ~ VRINDHAVAN
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Widow Holi, words which could never rhyme together, except in Vrindhavan. An illusion never expected to be real.
They could dance, sing, feel happy & happily accepted by the surrounding people.
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Locked in the cycle of love. Where past, present, future. All revolves around him.
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खुशियों के इस समा में,
न कोई संग है,
एक अरसा बीत चुका गमों को छुपाए,
ज़ेहन में बस यादें,
और हाथ में यह होली का रंग है,
वक्त के भी बड़े अजीब मायने हैं जनाब,
कोई उस वक्त को भुलाने में, तो
कोई उस ही वक्त को याद करने में मग्न है।
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