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the irony of pain is that you want to be comforted by who hurt you.

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“Maturity is learning to walk away from people and situations that threaten your peace of mind, self-respect, values, morals and self worth.”

— Unknown

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Charlotte Brontë  — Jane Eyre

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A Story Of My Life

~the sky wears a pink veil ❤️‍🔥

That guy changed me so much. Before I met him, there was no motive of my life, and I didn’t know anything. But when he came into my life, everything became as beautiful as a roller coaster ride. Every moment was fabulous, and it felt like I was living a dream. He made me blush and filled me with so much joy. Even today, hearing his name makes my heart race.

He was full of life, always saying he was just a normal person, or even below normal, but people don’t know how he made me feel, he was just phenomenal. When I relive those memories, I still get chills, and a huge smile appears on my face, along with red cheeks. Those times were so beautiful that I can’t even explain. I haven’t experienced anything like that before or after him. He completed me, and I completed him, maybe!

I’m so thankful for him being a part of my life. Everything was perfect—no flaws, no folds, nothing. Each and every second with him felt like living, truly living, not just surviving. I hope we meet again someday. Even if I end up marrying someone else, he’ll always be in my heart forever. I can’t forget him. Thank you for making me the person I am today. Thank you for filling me with so much positivity and kindness.

I'm rough, but now I’m strong. I can control my emotions now because he taught me to be strong and to believe in myself. He will be the godfather of my children—nobody will ever know this, he’ll be a secret. I am so in love with him, I can’t describe my feelings. The pain, the wrench in my heart is so intense that I sometimes wish for an apocalypse, leaving just the two of us alone on this planet.

We’d make breakfast together, start our day with a slow morning, and everything would feel like a fresh start, just like a flower blooming in the first rain of monsoon. I know it’s not going to happen, but let’s just be delusional for a minute and imagine us making love together, me hugging him tightly while he kisses my forehead—just beautiful. I don’t know why I’m writing this, but I feel like my feelings had to come out. Or maybe right now, I just want to think of him, remember him, and get lost in his thoughts, leaving all the chaos behind.

The world is a different place now. Everything is scattered into pieces, and there is no happiness around. But when I think about him, I get lost in another world, maybe a dreamland. I love him more and more with each passing day. His absence makes me feel closer to him. I’m overwhelmed. He completed me.

I miss him so much. He was, He is and He will be my only true love. 💔

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This padhai will be my 13 reasons why-

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“You make mistakes. Mistakes don’t make you.”

— Maxwell Maltz

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"us ne chhū kar mujhe patthar se phir insan kiyā

muddaton ba.ad mirī āñkhon men aañsū aa.e"

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brb going outside to wistfully observe the reflections of the shop lights in the wet streets

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guys please romanticize your life. go on solo dates, study in coffee shops, buy yourself flowers, wake up at 5 am to do a workout, cook yourself some dinner. it will bring you happiness i promise. not for people to see, just for yourself

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One thing and my personality goes from 1st slide to 2nd slide

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How much are Brown students traumatized by exams and the Indian education system? I still get dreams that my exam didn't go well, my parents kicked me out of the house, I didn't get enough time to write my exam, the investigator tore my exam paper, and so on.

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Aaa rhi ho naa?

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The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.

(from Carolyn Forché's The Country Between Us)

Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.

- Mary Reufle -

Take my hands in your hands, teach me to remember, teach me not to remember.

(from H.D.'s piece, "Helen in Egypt")

My hands wanted to touch your hands because we had hands.

(from Frank Bidart's poem, In the Western Light)

We held hands.

I was wondering what it would be like to have a home of your own where you could come and go, where people would be welcome, where you would never be frightened again.

-Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal

Holding Hands- A Love Language

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Something I love about Ghibli films is how much care they put into animating the normal world. It makes everyday things like household chores seem so beautiful. After watching a Ghibli film, I feel more enchanted with the world, everyday tasks like cooking pasta or taking out rubbish feel more special. It’s honestly one of my favourite things.

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No thoughts just Tara Khanna

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doorways of old delhi by sam dalrymple 🌟