Mslsl Sirf Tum Mtrjm -
So let the world call it gibberish. Musalsal sirf tum mtrjm – continuously, only you translate me home.
The sequence breaks without you— every verse I write becomes a cipher, every silence a dialect no one else can read. mslsl sirf tum mtrjm
Given that, here is a short poetic piece in English, inspired by the mood and mystery of that line. So let the world call it gibberish
But you. You sit with each fragment, turn my static into signal, my noise into name. turn my static into signal

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