A boy's journey through words and the mixtapes. I write every Thursday.
Life is not a bed full of roses.
So is our relationship.
And just like we fight back in life every time we fall.
Relationship will be put to the test.
And when they do, eventually —
Accept faults.
Bury the hatchet.
Kiss, make up.
Come strong together.
Luke warm light, adequately dim.
White cup, black coffee.
Blank table, computer, ideas, dreams and code.
Blue room. April night. Funny bone, awaiting sleep.
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Tears struggling to find their place in those dead eyes. He confessed he is in too much pain because his girl left him for someone else.
And just recently, one of my friends sobbed her heart open. The disturbed shaking of her whole body took me back to the memories of my own breakup eerie. She outcried, “He dumped me for no reason!”
Both the case, I ask each of them,
“Cry, lament, bewail today and not ever! Ever again!”
Sadness, grief, tears are the sacred elements of our life. Only chosen and few, who genuinely deserve must receive yours. Wasting on the wicked, the liars, the opportunist,the foreign,.. is pointless, in darn vain. Save the best for the best.
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Her voice by itself dethrones, destroys all the darkness away.
She edifies, educates, enlivens the sky above, the ground underneath me.
She is me and my shadow. She is my only other self outside of me.
She is the one, she is the best thing that transpired; the one who taught me to smile, she inspires.
She not only completes me in this life, she is the end of me.
Comments closedLook up. Loosen up a bit, slowly.
For someone smart once quote,
Fake it until you make it, Fake it until you become it.
Love, respect the temple, your body.
Welcome good thoughts, keep it simple stupid – KISS I reckon!
Comments closedWhen you really meet your true soul mate, even the sky will get jealous.
Time subsists, hardly exists.
Comments closed"Jab pyar mein pyar na ho ... Jab dard mein yaar na ho ... Jab aansoon mein muskaan na ho... Jab lafzon mein zubaan na ho ... Jab saansein bas yoon hi chale ... Jab har din mein raat dhale ... Jab intezar sirf waqt ka ho ... Jab yaad uss kambhakht ki ho ... kyun hun main rahi jab woh hai kisi aur ki manzil ... Dhadkano ne saath chhod diya ... Ae dil hai mushkil, Ae dil hai mushkil" ~ Karan Johar
She ogles back and forth with eyes too familiar.
I have seen the looks before.
She speaks to me out loud without saying a word.
Backtrack quote “The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear.”
I keep her inside my heart, I love her in open clandestinity, in looming silence she can never heed, not hear.
I can live with that!
Emotions,
have ears and eyes to look after her, to take care of her,
to handle her, make her understand. Bring her at peace.
Yes, I am talking about our precious emotions.
For she is gentle. She is absolutely genuine. She is pure. Sometimes the biggest F. Sometimes a loyal cancer too.
Emotions, express blatantly as they show up, suffer if you must, digest which seems like the hardest thing to swallow if you have to.
But respect her. Set her free.
Shook off the dirt. Clean, cleanse yourself. And then Move on.
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