I want to be your favourite person in the entire world. I want to be the person you tell everything and anything.
Only if it was that simple...
I don't love you. What I feel for you goes far beyond that. I have never experienced or felt love in my entire life. My parents claim to love me and even a few of my friends. What i feel for you is nothing like that and i will not mock and belittle my emotions with a fruitless word such as " love".
Please don't try to reason with this coz what i feel is not subject to any reasoning.
"How's your love life going on?"
**coz my heart is still waiting for you, coz i don't even look at any other guy, coz i have already given away my heart to you... But you don't want me**
"Maybe coz i don't socialize much. "
" maybe "
Kisi ki rah me palke bichaar kr
Kuch ni milta
Ye duniya bhut bewafa h
Dil lga kar kuch ni milta
Koi bhi laut kr ata ni aasoun bhane se
Kisi ki yaad me, dil ko rulakr
Kuch ni milta
Kisi k dil pe kya guzari
Kisiko kya khrab iski
Kisiko apna haal e dil suna kr
Kuch ni milta
Someday, we will forget the hurt
The reason we cried for,
And those whi caused the pain.
We will eventually realize
That The secret of being free lies not in revenge, but letting things unfold in their own beautiful way
And their own time..
Afterall, what matters is not the first but the last chapter of our lives, which shows how well we ran the race, how well we enjoyed the journey..
So smile, laugh, forgive, belive and LOVE, all over again..
We are often let down by the most trusted people
And loved by most unexpected ones.
Some make us cry for no valid reasons.
While some ignore all our faults just to see us smile.
Some leave us when we need them the most
And some stick to us even when we ask them to leave
World is mixture of such people
We just need to know which hand to shake and which hand to hold...
I leaned gently on his shoulder, as we both stared up at the moon, and the black, empty sky. For the first time in the long time, I didn’t feel alone. I felt protected, like nothing could hurt me. I’d forgotten everything, every shred of pain, anger or longing that had ever been inflicted upon me
"What was He thinking that he did so? Didn't he thought about his parents?"
"What a coward! He Couldn't face the difficulties and opted an escape"
"He commited sucide for such a triffle reason"
"What is the reason of his depression."
"He can't be depressed he smiles a lot. I never even saw him frowning"
"Your life is so great. You have no reason to de depressed about."
"Hey! Chill depression is just a phase. It will Pass."
"Its all in Your head nothing else"
"He just seeks attention acting sad all the time"
" How can he harm himself, doesn't it hurt? Is he insane?"
If you ever used or had any of above thoughts. You really need to educate yourself about depressi...
The New Year Vibe
Nothing Really changes in a new year. Sun rises from east and Sets in West only. The earth still revolves around the sun and still there are 365 days only in an year. Exams still are hovering over heads and 9*5 Jobs still sucks...
The New hopes in hearts, Smiles on Faces, readiness to forget the Mistakes of others, Failure of self and Acceptance of New. The wishes and smile the people share with everyone regardless of status and ranks. That Happy vibe within every heart and Determination to make this year Better then previous.. The glowing faces of Children just like the glittery cards they made. That's What makes a New year Special. That's makes it new
take a brush
and paint ur soul's dust on the canvas
and get done with it
sont care what u have drawn
just leave it on the world to decide how good it is
whether they love it or hate it
till the time they are involved in this u make even more
thats hte way out for both
painting on canvas and painting of ur life...
spending the early hours of evening discussing life between a cup of black strong coffee..Nd a peice of dark forest!! We think about what our name means how both names connectedly sounds ...we will have a dog or cat or maybe both .
Even if I try I can't stop starring at you. ..... Ur deep eyed ....hearing Ur deep smooth voice. I can't tear my eyes off you. Hours of me talking .....yeah useless but still I find it comforting sharing anything n everything with u!!......with my head drowning in ur both arms I laid myself next to u!!...u r my sunset. Honey glazed eyes reminds me home is there in ur gudnite kiss Nd both arms around my waist .....in middle of late night walk!!
My head resting ...
hurting you wasn't an intention
but letting myself hurt wasn't an option
***Hard to handle***
“Every story has a climax, What was the climax in yours?”
“Might sound weird but it was an argument right after which I knew am gonna marry this girl.
Well it was just an heated argument many couple have and then then say their goodbyes. We had the same argument involving Ego clashes, raised voices, accuses and all other stuff. And Then I was done. Damn she was so stubborn, and always took all of my energy to tell to argue with her. And most of all she had brains and was good at debating. But that Day I was done arguing. I was done with our relationship too. I could see this is our end because we argue more than we have those romantic talks.
I could not see ...
the searing agony i feel in my chest, doesnt seem to go away. My brain knew the reasons but my heart fails to understand them. pain shot through me with a terrible intensity to know he cant love me back. i woudn't force him to love me coz i know he can't , just the way I can't love anyone else. i don't understand is it just a crush or is it something way more than that..
He saw her soul quivering.. so vulnerable and so fragile he was afraid to even touch her.
"How could a girl so strong headed seem so much in need of protection" he thought.
Her demeanor always screamed " I am not afraid of anyone" but her eyes told otherwise.
All he wanted was to hold her and let her know that she is safe.
**Safe with him**
Love is a four letter word. So is Hate. And sometimes, it's hard to tell one from the other. Sometimes - it can take as long as eight years!
I still don't know what I feel more towards him. Love or hate.
Initially I tried to get rid of the feelings and started hating him.
Hating him for every possible reason. Being Good, intelligent, most importantly NOT being MINE!
You see, hating was easier than loving. You can talk about the person all you want and pour the intense emotions and no one would suspect. Not even HIM. But once the Words were out-- my true feelings. Once the mask of hatred was pulled off , It became too difficult to deal with it. Neither could I Let him go nor co...
And there she did the most insane thing she could have ever done..
Letting out the emotions that were buried since 10 years..
Ye ashk b ajeeb hain..
Mere hokar bhi kisi or k liye behte h
I was standing in the crowd Surrounded by my friends.
There, you walked towards me.
Not knowing what your smile is doing to my heart,
Not knowing what your presence is doing to my soul.
Unknowingly, your eyes clashed with mine,
And you brushed it away just like you would do to any stranger.
But my eyes followed you till you disappeared in the sea of people.
My heart started beating faster because you were out of sight.
My soul craved for your presence,
My eyes begged to see you again.
There i stood wishing i should have approached you.
The moment i turned around in the peripheral vision i saw you turn back n come towards me
N you said "hey, i've been waiting for you"
Head says, "ask for your soulmate not HIM"
Heart whispers, "I wish HE is my soulmate"
❤︎ Geet ❤︎
He wished to look
Wanting to peek,
Beyond the veil
He was never meant to see,
None should peer
None should see,
Got the best of Him.
To the core he got shook,
What he saw.
Never was he meant to look.
Beyond the veil,
Which was closed for a reason
Behind It lies all those scars
hidding them well was quite a task.
It was a secret No one knew
How long she hurted, and how bad the pain grew.
In the mirror, Her reflection spoke
Seeing tears stream down
Her cheeks, he himself started to choke
with those unshead tears which were theatning to spill
How she suffers In heart and mind
The bitter sorrow she keeps confined
Now he understands what wa...
He was the one whom she wanted to talk to. He was the one she wanted to be with since last 10 years. So much has changed in those 10 years but not her love for him.
All of my friends told her to tell him how much she loved him..
But she knew what his answer would be and she was afraid to hear that.. She didn't want to feel the pain so she kept it in her heart to let it tingle all over and give her the happiness to love someone from far and not being known...
Kon kehta hai dua qubool nhi hoti..
Ek roz maanga jo khuda se, ki takdeer badal di..
Tere hisse k gum hume, humare hise ki khushi tujhe de di..
Bhrosa tha dil ko, par aese dekha na tha duaaon ko hakikt hote hue..
Jb humari aankhon mein ashq aur tere chechre pe hasi dekhi..
Tb iss nadan dil ne shukriya kha apne khuda ko..
Aakhir khuda ne humari duaaon ko manzoori de di..
Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?
Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?
You fall deeper with each passing day,
But try to hide it in every possible way.
He's only a friend, and nothing else--
That's the lie you keep telling yourself.
You keep on saying he's just a bud,
But deep inside, you're falling in love.
You get so giddy when you meet his eyes,
But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.
A simple glance turns into a stare,
But you pretned that you don't care.
It's "not right" for you two to be.
Is that why you hide it so no one can see?
But how long will you pretend?
Keep lying that he's just a friend?
Perhaps your feelings you can n...
Now the person can't contact me.
Can't apologies for the mistake he did, can't make me understand his situation, can't clear out if we had a misunderstanding.
Can't just call me when he realize his mistake, can't tell me he misses me.
I BLOCKED HIM.
We ruin relationships not because of someone's mistake or because of some misunderstanding. We loose people because we BLOCK them. We simply cut them of our lives in an instance. And later in lives when we realize that the matter was not so important its too late to fix it. So all we have to do is not to BLOCK anyone. Give them chance to realize their mistakes and COME BACK.
VOICE OF A BROKEN GIRLS JOURNAL
I don't want to be read by anyone
I don't want to be relatable
I don't want to b saved as draft to b read over and over again
Because I was written through tears of someone
I am a aching hearts voice
I am the pain that no one could see
I am the weak moments of a strongly put face
Am a wrongly placed right thing
I have seen enough of her tears that I don't want to see anyone else while reading it.
I don't want to see more pain being relatable.
To find peace, you have to be willing to lose your connection with the people, places and things that create all the noise in your life. No, m not talking about the solitude m talking about right choices and learning to say "NO" to people n things that no rob us of our peace, atleast that's what I did. So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
I just want to ask one question.
Do you hate me?
They come and use,
They throw and leave
and there it lies,
battered and broken,
Just like a rag doll.
They use it, abuse it
then they toss it aside
and there it lies in the rain
now forced to endure the pain
Waiting for someone new
someone who would care.
Then once there was one
who tried to fix it.
He couldn’t treat it Right
he too broke and tossed it aside,
limp and lonely into the night.
One after another
its used and abused,
broken beyond Repair
Will one of them ever realise
that its not just a rag doll
even though that's what has been told.
Will anyone see past that,
for it’s not just a rag doll
so carelessly cast aside.....
Do you remember all the times you hit me? The times I starved? Everyday I wanted you to hug me. But you didn't like hugging me , did you? We don't really talk to each other. In fact we only see each other when I am in trouble. I'm sure you never meant to be so cruel, but you hurt me? As I've grown up I did everything I could to get some smiles from you but couldn't, no matter what I did you were never rewarding. Today, I've sat in tears again, at 23 years old still desperate for your love. I'm almost certain now ill never get it, you seem to get more bitter and more distant with time. My body is becoming as fragile as you made my soul. I trust a little bit less, I laugh a little...