somewhere between those loudest silences, there's a part of us that wants to scream like no one hears. somewhere between that numbness, there's a part of us that wants to cry out loud. somewhere between those fake smiles, there's a part of us that is used to the sorrow and somewhere between all those disapprovals and regret, we lost the part of ourselves that was still grateful.
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I need someone to gently cup my face between their palms, look me in the eyes and say "padh lo"
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Let's sit on a swing at 3 am and tell stories behind our favourite songs and whisper about our family secrets and discuss the origin of life and death.
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in the middle of that season jisme mere khule baal dekh kar maa ko garmi lagti hai
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Is it me or every Indian eldest daughter:
Has epressing thoughts
Been suicidal at some point
"My mother dumps so much of her priblems on me..."
"But she's my mother..."
Anger issues
Either sighs when hears about something bad or fucking kills the person
Beautiful but if there's a younger sister— the younger sister is more attractive then.
Has a power trip
Somehow manages to feel like a villain all the time
"Mujhe choone ki koshish kar. Haath nahi milenge tere."— to someone who was trying to hug her.
*cringes at any sort of skin contact*
Has thought of arson at some point
"What's makeup? Maine to muh pe baby powder lagaya hain💀—"
Has the best clothing sense.
Wears pyjamas 24/7
Either has too much energy or no energy
Will fall asleep anywhere like a dad
SleepSleepSleepSleepSleep
Works hard cz has to pay back her parents
Wants to go away but has to stay
Feels like a shackled wild hunting dog.
HATES sharing her stuff
"You wore my shirt?" *burns the shirt*
Likes to draw but isn't appreciated unless academically so either tore all her works or occasionally draws on scattered papers
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City, where every stone has a story to tell...
Varanasi is older than history, older than tradition, older even than legend & looks twice as old as all of them put together."
- Mark Twain.
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They said
It hurts that it's so hard to decide whether to let go or be patient with them.
But Mirza Ghalib said,
Udney de inn parindon ko azaad fiza mein ghalib,
Jo tere apne honge vo laut aayenge kisi roz.
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Singing to someone, with someone and being sung to are one of the most intimate moments one can experience.
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