тнe weιɢнт oғ yoυr αвѕeɴce αll αroυɴd мe ιѕ αѕтoυɴdιɴɢ ιм leғт eɴтιrely тo тнe мercy oғ мy тнoυɢнтѕ тнoυɢн I'м αccυѕтoмed тo ɴoт нαvιɴɢ yoυ αroυɴd мe ιт'ѕ вecoмe мore dιғғιcυlт ɴow тнαт we ɴo loɴɢer тαlĸ I ѕoмeтιмeѕ тнιɴĸ αвoυт нow oғтeɴ yoυ ѕтιll croѕѕ мy мιɴd Aɴd тнeɴ I woɴder Do I ever croѕѕ yoυrѕ тoo тнeɴ I тнιɴĸ αвoυт yoυr вυrdeɴ ιɴ coмpαrιѕoɴ тo мιɴe αɴd I cαɴɴoт нelp вυт вe oɴly proυd oғ yoυ I'll αdмιт мy нeαrт wιll everмore coɴтαιɴ α ѕeɴѕe oғ wαrмтн Rooтed ιɴ eαcн мeмory wнιcн тнe тwo oғ υѕ creαтed Tнere'ѕ α wнole cнαpтer oғ мe wнιcн wιll ғorever вe yoυrѕ jυѕт lιĸe тнe pαrт oғ мe тнαт ѕтιll reмαιɴѕ нere wαιтιɴɢ Hoɴeѕтly, ι'd ɢιve αɴyтнιɴɢ ғor jυѕт αɴ нoυr loɴɢer Bυт тнιѕ reɢreт reмαιɴѕ мy leѕѕoɴ I ѕυppoѕe αɴd eveɴ тнoυɢн тнroυɢн αll тнιѕ loѕѕ I нαve вecoмe ѕтroɴɢer I нold α нope ιɴ мy нeαrт тнαт yoυ eveɴтυαlly coмe нoмe
We are like changing electric and magnetic field.. Can't exist without the other. ❤️
sometimes i wake up not sad and it is the most confused i am. the day stretches on in front of me and there is no shadow dipping into its silence. the absence of tiredness is baffling. it is easier to wake up while still exhausted. there is no trepidation about how or when the grey will rush towards me, blocking out this weak, uncertain sunlight. there is discomfort to this happiness; it's presence is a glaring reminder of how often it is absent. this habit of sorrow it is difficult to break. some days, i have no will to fight it's embrace.
I remember you, like it was yesterday. I miss your easy company. I write things about you and I delete them all. Every damn night, you come to me in different words hitting the same nostalgic somber chords over n over, that rings up a fake sense of happiness in me somehow. I smile about it for some time. I look at the watch, set the alarm for the next day.... with no intent of making it that far.
On the eve of Diwali.. Let's take a vow. Say no to atom bombs. Use only BrahMos.
ये सोचकर की शायद वो खिड़की से झांक ले, उसकी गली के बच्चे आपस में लड़ा दिए मैंने l
Happy Diwali folks..
Depression is like living in a body that's fighting to survive with a mind that's trying to die.
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"एक दिन भी जी मगर तू ताज बनकर जी,
अटल विश्वास बनकर जी;
अमर युग-गान बनकर जी!
जन्म से तू उड़ रहा निस्सीम इस नीले गगन पर,
किन्तु फिर भी छाँह मंज़िल की नहीं पड़ती नयन पर,
और जीवन-लक्ष्य पर पहुंचे बिना जो मिट गया तू;
जग हँसेगा खूब तेरे इस करुण असफल मरण पर,
ओ मनुज ! मत विहग बन आकाश बनकर जी,
अटल विश्वास बनकर जी !
मत पुजारी बन स्वयं भगवान बनकर जी!"
The 90’s... Waking up to Ind Vs Pak match roar.. Sachin opening, Wasim bowling...mother preparing delicious maggi for breakfast...father listening to Boycott's marvellous commentary..Me trying to focus on the score by squishing my eyes from bed.. I miss being a child..I miss being me.
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"Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. "
XxPagalGuy!!
*रह गयी है कुछ 'कमी' तो, शिकायत क्या है ,* *इस जहाँ में सब 'अधूरा ' है ,मुकम्मल क्या है*
I never told you this, but when you came to pick me up at the station, you looked stunning. And the way you held my hand in public amidst my formal protests, I wish you could once again hold them today. Your awkward smile on wearing my black n white striped T-shirt , I still smile remembering that. The way you deliberately made your then newly straightened hair on my face, was adorable. I remember you gave me annoyed look everytime I sipped my tea making a sipping sound...I sip it in silence now. That first hug by the window overlooking the setting sun, made me love sunsets. The way you said 'Glad' on being asked - How do you feel now that you will get married to him. Years have passed, I wonder, what could we have done for us. With time oh yes we have physically drifted apart.. A part of me still seeks refuge in you. #MissingYouSober