#ajeeb-ho-tum

[taohun]

white people get “i don’t understand you” from their parents. if you’re desi you get called a weird freak creature straight up. 

[roxiearth]

Omg omg omg I hate human I cannot how are people so fucking dumb O M G!!!! I just wanna rip my head off so that I don’t have to deal with humans anymore URGHHH

[blogbyameera]

Tujhe roz dekhu'n qareeb se

Mere shauq bhi hain ajeeb se

Meri sab duaon ki dawa ho tum

Mile kya sukoon phir tabeeb se

[orgasming-caterpillar]

Dancing On Your Heartstrings

Chapter 19 (prev chapters here)

Raghav pov

Raghav had tossed and turned and not gotten a blink of sleep in the last 3 hours. It was midnight, the night before the competition, and his thoughts had chosen the worst possible time to turn sour. 

The competition is in less than 24 hours, echoed relentlessly in his mind. He couldn't stop stressing about it. Even worse was when he wasn't stressing about the competition. Because that would mean he would be thinking about Ranveer, which was horrible and utterly revolting. 

He tried to not think about the future, and was yanked into the past by an unwelcome memory. He remembered the first day he entered the studio two weeks ago, wearing a bright neon jacket and holding a Sting in one hand, half an hour later than their scheduled time. He remembered seeing Ranveer and the beat his heart skipped at the sight. He had seen Ranveer before, sure, but only on stage with the alta staining his palms and the soles of his feet, in intricately draped garments and accessories; never in a plain flannel shirt and plaid bottoms. He looked so extraordinarily human that Raghav almost thought he had a chance. 

From the moment their eyes met, Ranveer has stripped apart a piece of Raghav's heart with each passing day, until he lay vulnerable and bare to his torments. Such was the torment he was feeling right now, at midnight in his own bed, trapped inside his own rib cage. 

He turned again and stretched to pick up his phone from the nightstand. 00:23 read the widget on his homescreen. Hesitantly, he dialled Madhuri's number.

"Hi?" She picked up on the third ring.

"Kya kar rahi hai?" 

"Chhat pe naach rahi hu."

Raghav snickered quietly. "Kis bechare ko traumatise karne nikli hai ab?"

"Arey nahi re. Manu ke sath movie dekh rahi thi. Call kyu kiya?" 

"Neend nahi aa rahi. Socha tujhse puch lu kal kya karne wale ho tum log."

"Arey arey. Seedha video hi send kar deti hu na. Bata kar kya samajh aane wala hai tujhe?" He heard someone snickering in the background. Probably her girlfriend. "Seriously kya hua? Kal ke liye nervousness toh ho nahi sakti. Tu aisa nahi hai."

He contemplated whether he should tell her or not, then thought what the hell. She already knows how much of a pathetic loser he is. He could vent his overthought thoughts to her and she wouldn't bat an eye. "Well aaj Ranveer thoda weird behave kar raha tha." 

"Again." She groaned. There was some shuffling on her end of the call and then she said, "I thought we were done with him?"

"Yeah, well, it's going to take some time. But seriously, mera toh mujhe pata hai kyu closed off tha, but vo kyu itna ajeeb tha aaj?”

"Maybe because of the fact that you embarrassed yourself by acting like a jealous girlfriend the day before?" She added dryly. 

"Or maybe," He said, letting out his worst fear, "maybe he realised he doesn't want to do anything with me now that he knows I'm gay." 

"Okay first, you don't know for sure he knows you're gay — and that's such a gray fucking area, you should sort that out and know for sure before driving yourself crazy— and second, even if he knows, do you really think he's that kind of a person? From what you told me about him, he doesn't sound that kind of a person."

No he isn't, but what other explanation could there be for his weird behaviour? He wanted to call and ask him what was wrong, but he couldn't. It felt like he wasn't allowed to call him anymore after today, and it made him feel so helpless. 

Madhuri continued when he didn't reply, "You know I love you Raghav, and I hate seeing you getting hurt. You said it yourself- he's straight. So unless he gives you blaring red signs that screams he's into you, remember he's just another guy you met not even two weeks ago." After a brief pause, she said in a gentle voice, "You know he only cares about the competition, Raghu. You'll only hurt yourself if you think otherwise"

"That's not true," he finally croaked out of his tight throat. 

"You should sleep. It'll affect your performance if you don't." For the first time in almost 2 two decades of their friendship, he detected a note of pity in his best friend's voice, and it made him feel a mix of frustration and self loathing. He wanted to forget everything about that, hell, he wanted to forget everything that happened since the last two weeks. So he heeded his best friend's advice and went to sleep, desperate for the oblivion it provides. 

• • •

Raghav didn't know why, but he was picturing Ranveer to be ready in classical dance attire as he picked him up from his house. He was not⁠― something that in turn relieved and annoyed Raghav. Why was he still yearning for another brief flash of tan skin, now that he knew he had no right to? 

Instead, Ranveer was wearing a white cotton shirt and a pair of cargo pants that had be have been sitting in his wardrobe for months, judging how tight it had gotten around his thighs―

Raghav cleared his throat, making Ranveer glance up at him as he made his way to the car. He said nothing and took his seat in the front. Raghav tried not to look at him. Because everytime he did, he could imagine his gaze. Sometimes it was on him, dark pools swirling with a million emotions, none of them good and all of them rendering Raghav useless. Sometimes it was on someone else; the girl at the cafe, a pretty girl walking by, a classical dancer performing upstage. Those hurt even more, for they all held a look Raghav could never get from him. It was easy to ignore whatever he was feeling; especially with the road to focus on.

But that didn't cease the heat rushing to his cheeks when his hand brushed against Ranveer's thigh instead of the gear shift.

He wasn't focusing nearly as well as he thought, because a pedestrian almost crashed into the car. Raghav slammed the brakes.

Ranveer's eyes widened and he gripped the door's handle. It took Raghav a few seconds to understand that he hadn't almost killed an innocent soul, it was the person who walked into the car's path.

The person walked up to the window on the drivers' side. "Ayush?" Ranveer whispered. Raghav wondered if it was to him, because it was certainly too low for Ayush to hear. He banged on the car window before Raghav got a chance to reply.

Slurs were flying out of his mouth before the window rolled down completely. Words Raghav was not degenerate enough to repeat, and frankly, much too stressed to deal with. He didn't care if Ayush wanted to waste his own time by calling Ranveer his boyfriend. He almost started the car before Ranveer put a hand on his arm.

Raghav froze.

"Ye Ayush hi hai na? Jo tujhse lada tha?"

His blood was roaring in his ears, heart pounding relentlessly. All the heat in his body centred on the mere inches of skin where Ranveer's palm met his arm. Goosebumps rose on said skin. Raghav nodded.

"Kya karega ab?" He heard Ayush sneer at Ranveer. Raghav had forgotten he was here. "Badla lega iske liye?" 

Time be damned, Raghav wanted to actually slam his car into this fuckface. Ranveer got out of the car. His expression was unreadable as he shut the door. 

"Before you do it," Ayush continued. "Let me tell you: he's a fucking fagg-" He saw Ranveer walking to the other side, barely registered his surroundings until a sharp crack sounded. 

Ayush howled, cupping his nose as if he was about to sneeze. It took Raghav a moment to realise that Ranveer had punched him. Ranveer had punched Ayush.

"Saale madarch-" Ayush started, but Ranveer grabbed him by his collar and shoved him onto the footpath. It was graceless, a messy deal of blood and anger, and it was so so unlike Ranveer that it made Raghav question everything he knew about him. Most of all, it was exhilarating; seeing Ranveer handling the boy who had made his life hell, as if they were anything to each other and their problems were each other's problems, it made Raghav's heart run rampant and hair prickle at the nape of his neck.

Ayush scurried away, all-bark-no-bite threats falling from his tongue. Raghav thought for once that Ranveer would follow, but he was rooted in his place. His expression was barely controlled fury, a facade of stability over a wild beast. He watched Ayush turn the corner and run away, and then did what Raghav least expected him to― just like everything else he had done recently.

He punched the wall.

Raghav flinched, a concerned gasp involuntarily leaving his mouth. Ranveer's eyes met his and he seemed almost surprised to find him there. His features relaxed, anger draining out of him. Then, he smiled.

Ranveer fucking Kashyap smiled.

"What the fuck was that!?" 

"I had wanted to do that for so long," Ranveer answered. "Ever since I heard he hurt you."

Raghav should've laughed. Raghav should've smiled back. He shouldn't have remembered Madhuri's words from last night. "You know he only cares about the competition, Raghu. You'll only hurt yourself if you think otherwise."

Of course he wanted to hit Ayush. Because Ayush hurt Raghav and hurting Raghav sabotaged his performance. He was angry for his ruined performance, not Raghav.

He turned his eyes back to the road. The car roared to life. "Competition ke liye late ho jayenge," he said. 

Ranveer stared at him, smile fading. After what felt like an eternity, he tore his burning gaze away and walked back to his side of the car. 

Better off like this, Raghav thought. Better off not smiling at all than wearing it like a weapon. Though he wasn't very sure which knife cut deeper: seeing Ranveer smile or being the reason for him not smiling. 

Good thing he wouldn't have to deal with it anymore after tonight. 

[kishmishorkissish]

Aaj acha acha khele ye

Ta fer ajj Punjabi ch sledging ho je fer tan maje hi maje .😌😌

And this is the first mi post in which he is present (correct me if am wrong) to ye baaki time kha tha 💀

So my theory is (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) :- kya pta ye kahi gaya ho kisi se milne ifykyk🌚🌚💀💀 baaki tum log khud hi smjhdaar ho and kl waale match mai maine uske parents ko nhi dekha ... (Correct me if am wrong) to 🌚🎀🎀

Te punjab tan ehda hun sauhra(sasural) ae 😭🎀

Jo log theory puch rahe they bhai ye ajeeb theories hi milegi mere se 💀💀💀

Nd be delulu but in good way

Toodles.

Ajj mi jeet je hor kujh nhi chahida

Aap log vi pray kr lena ki jeet jaaye hum aaj 🎀🎀🎀🎀💙💙💙💙

[qalbofnight]

Kashaf's friend wondering how she changed her mind and agree to marry zaryoun,asking several questions to which Kashaf is replying calmly….)

Kashaf: Usne kuchh kaha nahin kuchh poochha nahin bus Chand bateinn Hui aur bus …….

Friend: Aisa kaise ho sakta hai ki kisi bhi chiz ki beghair tum man jao! Aisa ky khaas tha un Chand baaton mein?

Kashaf: Chai ka cup! Ek chai ka Cup tha vo mere hath per girne wala tha lekin usne mujhe bacha liya.

Friend: Yah kaisi Ajeeb baat hui Tum is vajah se Mani Ho?

Kashaf: Zindagi mein koi pahli bar meri sheild banaa hai, meri care ki hai ……usne Apne hath per chai girne Di lekin usne mere hath per to nahin girne di na !!

Friend: lekin ismein kya khas baat hai Kashaf?!!

Kashaf: Zindagi mein kitne log hote Hain? Jo ham per garm chai nahin girne dete.⁠ ⁠

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hello!!!

If ipkknd went down the traditional serial track and barun sobti had a lot less artistic integrity who do you think would have become the first raizada naagin, i have my money on mamiji

Anon,

I swear my love for the first half I thought wtf and in the next half I fell in love with you for the ask.

I had an Arnav response to your Khushi-esque question.

HOW COULD YOU FORGET THE SNAKIEST OF SNAKES?

THE ONE,

THE ONLY,

THE FOREVER LONELY,

credit - @ajeeb-ho-tum

[bandarrrrr]

Insaan bhi bohot ajeeb hai, pehle ignore krta hai taaki tum uska peecha choor do aur jab tum peecha choor dete ho to kehta hai ki tum use se baat kyu nhi krte

[muskaanayesha]

Ajeeb khashmakash si hain tumhari mohabbat

Ke na tum hamare ho sake

aur na hum kissi aur ke

[nottheloveofyourlyf]

وہ جو دی ہیں بد دعائیں تم کو بد حواسی میں..

مجھے ان کے قبول ہو جانے سے ڈر لگتا ہے.

اگر دوں دعائیں خوش رہنے کی..

مجھے بھول جائے گا، اس بات سے ڈر لگتا ہے.

عجیب کشمکش میں ڈال گیا تو مجھکو ..

حرام خودکشی ہے اور مرجانے سے بھی ڈر لگتا ہے... ..

Vo jo di hain bad-duayein tum ko bad-hawasi mein..

Mujhe un ke qubool ho jane se dar lagta hai..

Agar dun duayein khush rehne ki

Mujhe bhool jaye ga, is bat se dar lagta hai..

Ajeeb kashmakash me daal gaya hai tu mujhko.

Haraam khud-khushi hai or mar jaane se bhi dar lagta hai

[snowfalllll]

Aaj phir me us jagah gyi jahan gye mujhe kaafi samay ho chuka tha. Vo neher ke paas vaale bade se patthar me akeli bethi me, pero ko paani me daal kuch soch rhi thi, par chidiyon ka shor, behti hawayein, paani ki sarsarahat ki aawaz.

Mujhe mere Mann ki baat kuch saaf sunayi nhi di, koi aawaz me jese maano dhundh si chaayi ho.

Me aankhein band kar kuch lamhe shaant bethi rahi, khayalo me dubne si lagi.

Phir kuch der baad lga jese koi ho aankhein kholi aas paas dekha toh koi nahi tha lga jese koi hai ya koi parchayi ho.

Me phir dekhte dekhte phir soch me dhalne lgi.

Diary uthayi kuch likhne ko toh phir ek dafa zor se tumhari ehsaas ne dastak di. Maine phir socha Aaj naa likhu tumhe aur usi pal tumhare alawa saare shabd khtm hogye. Agr tum nhi toh kya likhu me? Mere shabd toh shuru bhi tumse hote hai aur khtm bhi. Tum Naa jaane kb sama gye mujh mein yun jese samaye ho khushboo phulon mein, kuch is qadar jese samaye ho sur panchiyon mein, ya shyd jese samaye ho is qadar jese piroye gye ho shabd panno mein.

Ek pathar mere haath me chubh gya aur ehsaas hua mein phir kho gyi thi tum mein? Ya mehez tumhare khayalon me?

Me phir soch me pad gyi tum yahan hote toh Mausam kitna alag hota. Tum nazaare dekh rhe hote aur me sirf tumhe. Dheeme shayad hum kuch gaane sun rhe hote. Tum kuch bol rhe hote aur me apna dhyaan sametne ki koshish krti kyunki tumhare saamne mujhe baatein toh shyd sunaayi hi nahi deti itni kho jaati. Yaa shyd me hi itna bol rhi hoti ki tumhe kuch kehne ka mauka hi na milta.

Tumhe pta hai jb bhi safar khtm ho aur manzil ki baat aati hai toh me aakhir chaahti kya hoon? Toh me tumhe ek shaam ji bhar kar niharna chahti hu kuch iss tarah ki phir ye aankhein baaki sb bhul jaaye aur jo naa mile inhe didaar tumhara toh ye bechain hojaye, Tumse baatein krna chahti vo sb baatein jo shyd me ek arse se mann me liye ghum rhi hu, tumhe mehsoos karna chahti hoon paas se, tumhe ik dafa har chiz bhool kar baahon me samet lena chahti hoon, tumhe btana chahti hu tum kya ho mere liye aur kitni mohabbat hai mujhe tumse, tumhe paas rkhna chahti hu sirf thoda paas.

Kitni ajeeb baat hai na tum mere ho nhi phir bhi tumhe khone se darti hoon,

Ishq muqammal hoga ya nhi pta nhi phir bhi pyaar sirf tumse karti hoon,

Chahat bas itni ki tumhari kuch khushiyon ki vajah me ban jau kabhi,

Darr esa ki kahin ye be-ishq si uljhan me tumhari saza na ban jau kabhi,

Mohabbat itni ki tumhari yaadon mein ye umr guzaar loon,

Khwahish esi ki koi dekhe bhi tumhe toh har dafa pehle me tumhari Nazar utaar loon,

Aur jo tum kehte ho mujhe jalan hai gairo se,

Toh masla sirf itna h ki muddaton baat ye khushi mili h vo kahi gum na ho jaaye darti hu is khayal se,

Hn nhi pasand koi uss nazar se dekhe bhi tumhe jaise me niharti hu,

Ek tumhare liye hai toh me khudko swaarti hu,

Tum mohabbat ho meri mera itna chahna toh bnta hai,

Aur mohabbat me mashroof ho Jana toh bnta hai.

Phir socha chalo milke shayad har chiz khud hi baya kar dungi phir mann ne sawal kiya,

"pakka keh dogi usse jo bhi mann me hai?"

Shayad Haan.

"Kehti ho smjh nhi aata vo saamne hua toh kahogi kya usse, aur ek taraf kehti ho sb keh dungi."

Hann keh toh dungi. Aur jo naa keh saki toh theek hai na ek aur mulaqat ka bahana mil jaayega.

"Aur kbtk esi mulaqatein krti rahogi usse."

Shyd ek umr bhar.

"Aakhir chahti kya ho."

Bas vo hoti hai naa pehli mulaqaat? Hn bas vahi.

-Yours Snowfall

[farheenfatimahyderabad]

Musalmaan Ammi Hindu Lund

Ahmed ki Ammi aur uska muslamaan gharana

Mera naam Ahmed hai aur mai 22 saal ka ek neak shareef musalmaan ladka hoon, Mere abbu dubai me rahte hai aur Meri Ammi SHABANA behad haseen aur mohazzib khatoon hai. Meri 2 behne hai Ek Afiya baji jinki shadi 3 saal pahle hui aur ek beta hai 2 saal ka aur dusri Zubeda jiska nikah hone wala hai.

Ye un dino ki baat hai jab choti behan Zubeda ki shadi ka mahool tha, badi behan Afiya baji apne 2 saal ke bache rehan ke sath aayi hui thi, mere jiju aslam ghar ziyada nahi aate isliye Afiya baji ko bheje kar apni zimmedari se fariq hogaye, Choti behan Zubeda apni shadi ki khushi me khawabo me raha karti thi. Ammi ghar ki zimmedari aur ghar ke sare kaam me hamesha masroof rahti thi, hamare ghar ka naukar Ramesh subah savere aajaya karta tha use kafi madad milti thi hume.

Lekin shadi ke mahool me mai akela in sub kaamo se kafi masroof raha karta tha. Ek baar mai samaan lene bahar nikla mere bachpan ka dost Raghav raste me mila.

Raghav : Abey ahmed saale dikhta nahi aajkal kidhar hai

Ahmed : arey puch mat yaar Raghav kaam itna hai ke kya kahu

Raghav : kyu be shadi hogayi kya teri aise bolraha hai

Ahmed : nahi choti behan Zubeda ki shadi hai 10 din baad usi me busy hoon.

Raghav gussa dikhate hue..aby saale to bol na apne dost ko mai kab kaam aaonga kahte hue meri bike ke piche baith gaya, mai apne sache dost Raghav ko lekar apne ghar aaya, raghav ko sub hi jante the isliye mai use apne ghar le aaya, ghar aate hi Raghav aise mere ghar me ghus gaya jaise usi ka apna ghar ko mujhe acha laga ke mera dost mere ghar aaya hai meri behan ki shadi me madad karne.

Ammi : arey Raghav beta kaise ho ab yaad aayi hai hamare ghar aane ki.

Raghav :arey aunty ye ahmed kuch batata nahi, aaj bola ke zubeda ki shadi hai, pucho isse zara,, bol be ahmed.

Ahmed : arey bhai galati hogayi ab jane bhi de.

Afiya baji : Ahmed zara jakar ye samaan le aa (kahte hue raghav singh ko dekh kar) oho janaab kaise hai raghav.

Raghav : Afiya baji aapki shadi kya hui aap to bhool hi gayi kahte hue Afiya baji ke haseen namazi seene per halki si Nazar daali.

Ahmed ke dil me ajeeb sa hua lekin Afiya baji 28 saala ek bache ki ammi hai wo apne aap ko mahfooz rakhna janti hai, Ahmed ne itna dhyan nahi diya lekin Raghav singh Afiya baji ki Namazi chut ka pahle se ashiq tha.

Itne me Ahmed ka bhanja Rehan zidd karne laga ke usko dukaan se chocklate chahiye

Raghav ne bhanje ko apni godi me uthaya, arey kya pyara hai Afiya baji aapka ye chotu moto kahte hue dukaan lejakar laata hon kahte hue usko lekar dukaan chala gaya aur Ahmed apne ghar ke kaamo me lag gaya,

Ahmed ki behan Afiya baji Shalwar kameez pahne namazi gol Islami 36 ka seena, 30 ki kamar aur namazi 40 ki Gol Gaand badi haseen lagrahi thi, itne me Raghav Ahmed ke bhanje rehan ke le aaya aur afiya baji ke paas lejakar halke se kaha Rehan ka khayal hamesha ache se rakhna, Afiya baji halki se Nazar se Raghav ko dekhte hue, hamesha rakhti hon isme mujhe tum hi Nazar aate ho, Ahmed ko pata hi nahi tha ke ye Afiya aur Raghav singh ki najayaz mohabbat ki nishani hai

Itne me ghar ka Naukar Ramesh aakar Afiya baji se paise mangne laga

Ramesh : Afiya bibi Shabana bibi ne aapko paise dene ko kaha.

Afiya : Ramesh mai abhi lati (kahte hue Afiya apna namazi Nazar Raghav ki nazro se mila kar chali gayi.

Raghav : Kya be Ramesh kaisa kaam karraha hai ghar me?

Ramesh : kya bataon meri patni roz mujhse jhagda karti hai mera dimaag kharaab hojata hai (itne me Ahmed ki Ammi aate hue sun leti hai)

Ahmed ki Ammi : arey Ramesh tumko boli hoon kayi baar ke aise tension nahi liya karte har baar jhagda hojata hai bechara Ramesh ka hamare dekho kaise parshan rahta hai (Ahmed ki Ammi ki hamdardi aur Ramesh ka akelapan ek naya mod leraha tha Ahmed ke ghar me).

Ahmed niche seedhiyo ke paas khada aur jab Ramesh afiya se paise lekar niche aaraha tha tab Ramesh ki dhoti se uska Uncut pyasa bhagwadhari lauda latakte hue Nazar aane laga aur jaise hi Ramesh niche aaya

Ahmed : abye Ramesh tu pagal hai kya sidhe kapde pahen ke aya kar buddhu

Ramesh: Ahmed baba dusre itne kapde hai nahi aur bina dhoti ke lungi ke mujhe kaam karna nahi aata (kahte hue bahar samaan laane chala jata hai)

Ahmed Ramesh ka napaak bhagwa sanatani uncut lauda dekh kar pareshan hojata hai ke ye buddhu sa dikhne wala Ramesh ka lauda inta mota aur ajeeb tha ke Ahmed ko apne hi ghar me sharm aagayi.

[arziaisfrench]

▪︎ IPKKND Ep 90 : Khushi is starting to get out of her denial

"My heart beats fast when he comes near me."

Arnav doesn't stop Khushi from touching him however she wants hehe ! 👀

Arnav definitely noticed Khushi's fluttering eyes when they looked into each other's eyes, and i think it made his flutter a little bit too ! Pay attention to the micro expressions of Barun Sobti here, his eyes moved a tiny bit and it was as if he was holding his breath !! 😏���

Why is the chemistry between Barun & Sanaya this perfect ?! UGH !

Look at Aranv trying to understand her chaotic bahavior, so cuute ! He's so confused hehe 😏 "Tum bahut ajeeb ho"

[mera-mann-kehne-laga]

to my dearest,

Tab se soch raha hu kya likhu jisse tumhara mood thik ho jaaye par kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha isliye bass aise hi kuch bhi likh raha hu

Tumhara mood kharab dekh kar mujhe bhi ajeeb sa lag raha hai lag raha hai jaise kuch mere saath bohot bura ho gaya ho

Tenth de chuka hu main toh ye batana chahta hu ki ye number itne maayne nahi rakhte jitna society humesha se batati aayi hai

Tum stress mat lo aur dukhi toh bilkul mat ho paper jaisa bhi jaaye result kya bhi ho humesha mehnat pe dhyaan dena chahiye

Humesha yahi sochna ki tumne apna 100% diya tha yahi tumhara 10th ka result hai naa ki vo number jo uss marksheet pe likhe honge

Mehnat hi result hai number se kisi ko pharak nahi pada hai aur na hi padega

Haan mujhe pata hai ki mummy papa society bohot kuch keh jaate hai par jab tak tum apne upar garv rakhogi tab tak sab thik rahega

Mujhe zyada kuch kehne ka haq nahi hai

Par ye zarur kahoonga ki ant mein chahe kisi ki bhi jeet ho mehnat karne waale ka hi naam yaad rakha jayega

Yours truly,

Anon

Istg ye "to my dearest" pdhkar hi Sara mood theek ho Gaya uff

Ye Jo aapne Likha hai "aise hi Kuch bhi" bilkul nhi hai.

Gosh are you ok now? I promise I am feeling kaafi better ab. Don't worry please.

Yaar thank you so so much. I understand. Vaise bhi ab Jo Mai gud gobar Kar chuki Hu usko badal to nhi skte. Jo Hoga Dekha jayega Maine toh bht mann lgakr pdha tha pure Saal. Thank you. A lot.

Aap theek ho na? Also I want you to tell me ki what shall I call you. Meri mand buddhi me abhi tk ye khayal hi nhi aya. Kuch apke naam ka short form ya nickname bta skte Hain?

[deesi-academia]

bhai mai wo hu jo apne friend se love main thi.

abhi do din se tabiyat nahi sahi hai meri and usne pucha bhi nhi hai ki mai kesi hun. text nhi kiya, msg nhi. tuesday ke msg dekhe bhi nhi mere. wo meri chat archived rkhta hai because uske parents ajeeb hnn

but kal se skul bhi nhi gyi aur usko koi matlab nhi hai mujhse. koi msg nahi or any concern ki main skul me hii behosh hui thi. bhot gussa aa raha khud pe.

kyun pasand kiya ise. he doesnt care. matlab. ek message bhi nhi tuesday se. wo bhi mera msg nhi dekha hai

ab kal school jaungi toh poochega kaisi hoon and main toh pighal jaungi. but ye sahi nhi hai haan na. or did i expect too much

noooo bhai 😭😭 that's so shitty of him.

and don't worry you're not expecting too much. you're expecting the bare minimum from a person who supposedly considers you a friend.

yaar ye banda aisa kyu nikla I'm sorry bestie 💔 ab agar next time jab tu mile and he asks kaise ho toh tum bhi bol dena "tujhe kya hi farak padna hai?" and walk away.

itna bare minimum effort of checking up on you bhi nahi ho raha isse.

but also if his mom is strict do you know if he has his phone these days or not?

but also a short story: my friend's ex did a similar thing and said it's because his phone was confiscated so he literally didnt talk to her at all for a whole week while she was sick at home. her current bf got all his devices confiscated because he was found out to be dating BUT he contacted my friend through me and other people just to see how she's handling it. so umm. the standard I support^

[priyanshi005]

Pyar tha ya attachment?

Jab paas rehna ho to pyar, door jana ho to attachment .

Bhoolna itna asaan hai kya?

Agar 2 saal ke baad kisi se baat bandd kardo to bhool jate hain?

Ab ansu bhi nahi aate?

Par dard hota hai andar hi andar kuch khaa raha hai, jaise kahin se koi awaaz aa rahi ho ki ye sirf ek attachment nahi ho sakta.

Pyar hai to nafrat hai, gussa hai, jalan hai wo sab hai jo bura hai because you can't hurt someone you don't love.

Kaise koi insaan sirf 7 dino mein pasand aa gya aur 2 saal baad itni khamiyan nazar aane lagi ki na baat karne ki himmat hai aur na hi kuch samajh ya samjha paane ki.

Kahi kisi se milkar lagta hai ki ye sirf mera rehna chahiye par uska kya jab use tumse behtar koi milega ya tumse behtar koi treat karega tab tum kya kar loge rok loge use, manaoge kya?

Nahi, sirf tab pata chalta hai ki ye pyar hai ya attachment, pyar to nahi jata par attachment chala jata hai.

Jo insaan tumhe change karna chaahe wo pyar nahi hai par jiske liye tum khudme change lana chaho wo pyar hai.

Ek time par jis insaan ke bina har mehfil adhuri lagti ho aur ek din wahi insaan ek problem lagne lag jata hai jaise agar wo aa jaayega to main shayad khulke na reh paaun.

Jis insaan ke sath naam judne ke baat butterflies aate the ab wahi insaan ka naam sunkar ek ajeeb sa darr lagne lagta hai ki ye kahin sab barbad na karde.

Official insecurities bhi badh jaati hai, financial bhi jaise wo insaan saath rehke har cheez bigad dega.

Shayad kisi se door jaane ke liye yahi kuch karan hote ho.

Par kuch aur bhi to hai jo saath la raha tha jahan har jagah sirf ussi ka saath chahiye tha room ho ya working place fir kya hua?

Standards match nahi hote ya image effect ho jaati hai?

Kyu itni insecurities or jalan aa gayi kyu har waqt ek darr laga raha aur jo ek time par pyar tha wo ek formality banke reh gaya.

Ye line bolna asaan hai ki pyar acceptance se aata hai par jab accept karne ki bari aati hai to khamiyan nazar aane lagti hai.

Khudko badalna zaruri hai khudse pyar karna zaruri hai.

Jab ek success ke paas ho aur doosra sirf ek hi ladder par khada ho tab disrespect aati hai tab ek insaan neecha feel karta hai chaahe samne wala na bhi kara raha ho, wo kab kara bhi deta hai ye use bhi nahi pata hota aur tab hi zarurat hoti hai har wo cheez ki jo zaruri hai par maangne se milegi kya?

Ye to pyar ka kaam hai na ki success aur failure ko sahi dhang se samajh paaye.

Jab use kuch mile to aisa lage ki mujhe kuch mila.

Par kyu ye sab sirf ek fiction lagne laga kyu understanding ki jagah tere paas sab kuch to hai aa gaya.

Is it possible to be the most important person in someone's life and then suddenly be completely neglected?

Jab pyaar mein pyaar na ho, Jab dard mein yaar na ho,

Jab aansu mein muskaan na ho, Jab lafzon mein zubaan na ho,

Jab intezaar sirf waqt ka ho, Jab yaad uss kambakht ki ho,

Kyun hun main rahi, Jab woh hai kisi aur ki manzil.