Silence

There's a kind of silence that comes

when everything you were scared of

finally happens.

And no one tells you how loud that silencecan feel.

It's not peaceful.

It's empty.

Like walking into a room where no one waits for you anymore

You don't cry loudly,

you just stare at the wall,thinking,

"So this is it?

This is what I was afraid of?"

You thought it would break you,

but somehow you're stilllhere

just more tired,

more quiet,

more cold.

You stop texting people

You stop hoping for replies

You eat less,

talk less,

sleep more,

but even your dreams feel heavy now.

People say,

"You'll be okay."

But they don't hear

how loud the silence iS

inside your chest.

now.

People say

"You'll be okay."

But they don't hear

how loud the silence iSo

inside your chest.

You smile when you have to.

You laugh sometimes, toO

But deep down,

you know you've changed

That something inside you

gave up.

Not in a big dramatic way.

Not with a scream or a goodbye.

Just slowly..

like how flowers forget to bloom

in places where the sun

never comes back.

I'm not waiting for betterdays,

just hoping tomorrow doesn't feel worse.

Three Days of Teasing & Blushes

Three Days of Teasing & Blushes

In a room of numbers and serious talk,

Stolen glances, a playful mock.

Between the charts and revenue streams,

A teasing spark, or so it seems.

SWOT in focus, strategy tight,

Strengths and threats in broad daylight.

Opportunities—his task to see,

With Rachit, he wrote—"Akshita in Marketing—Point no 12."

Lunch arrived, he knew me well,

My allergy story he loved to tell.

A smirk, a grin, a playful sight,

"Mushrooms? Want a bite?"

Then came coffee, a simple plea,

"Make me black coffee, just for me?"

He tried, he fumbled, he did his best,

But cappuccino was the final test.

I laughed, I teased, but deep inside,

He remembered—Black coffee, next time.

By evening’s glow, the teasing grew,

A couple? They laughed—was it true?

Blushes bloomed, he played along,

"I'm taken," he claimed, firm and strong.

By the pool, the crowd did cheer,

I hid behind him, full of fear.

"Save me, please!"—I made my plea,

He smiled and said, "You're safe with me."

Later out, a crowded ride,

Five or six, all squeezed inside.

Ice cream runs, the night felt light,

Yet I held back—beer’s taken flight.

"Why not go?" I asked in jest,

" I won't leave you, not like the rest,"

I laughed and asked, just to tease,

"Are you proposing me right now with ease?"

A smirk, a ring, a playful dare,

"I’m always ready,"—a moment rare.

Laughter spilled, a heart unsure,

A moment sweet, a joke so pure.

Then a whisper, late at night,

"Text me when you reach, alright?"

"If I don’t?" I teased again,

" we're married now," he grinned.

Next day’s meet, dressed cool and light,

"Off to Goa?"—my friend’s delight.

I laughed, I asked, "You leaving too?"

"Honeymoon calls—for me and you."

And as the trip came to its end,

A simple text I chose to send.

"Nice to meet you," soft and true,

"Likewise, wifey," he bid adieu.

Aman, Aman Mathur naam to suna hoga!!!

Dear Aman,

Aman! Aman Mathur! The guy who changed everyone's life. I still wonder if there's any guy alive who'd sing for me "Pretty woman dekho dekho na..." I was 10 when I first met you and was incapable of understanding a single word that you said. All I did was, dance and jingle mom's bangles on 'Maahi ve'. But now after 17 years not only I do understand, but feel every damn word that you said. Especially "Jiyo, muskurao, khush raho, kya pata Kal Ho Na Ho." I never thought your words would make this much sense to me. We all try to stay real strong Aman, untill you open the blank diary and say "I love you very very much Naina..." I've watched you saying this more than thousand times and I still need a tissue box to watch it. Everytime, I looked into your eyes, I felt a part of melting down. You did bright up everyone's life, whereas yours was shattering in the dark. You made everyone's every day remarkable whereas you were counting your last days. You couldn't survive Aman, but you made everybody live every bit of their lives.

Honestly, it's one of the toughest jobs to see your loved one with someone else and smile with ease. If there was any definition of unconditional love, I'd have named yours. All you wanted was to see Naina happy, even though that brought tears in your eyes.

You knew, Naina wouldn't be able to be with Rohit, after being loved by you. So, you just lied to her. Though, you made sure Naina was loved, doesn't matter if it was by you or Rohit. From Jennifer to Lajjo, Gia to Sweetu, you took care of everyone's happiness. You were truly an angel, Aman. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if you were alive, 'kaash tum Rohit ki jagah hote.' May be sometimes you need to let your love go. That may not cause you any benefit, but for their happiness. Kyunki,

"Uss baat ko jaane hi do, jiska nishaan Kal Ho Naa Ho."

You made us realise we should never take life and our loved ones for granted. I repeat, Never! Especially considering your magical lines "Suno, Jiyo, muskurao, Khush raho, kya pata kal Ho Naa Ho."

Yours truly,

A girl who still cries watching you

How I can leave them??

And when the going gets tough and things no longer work out, after a certain number of tries, that's when you choose to exit. Yes, you've tried to fix things, you've tried to do better, stick together, as you should, but even after everything, when nothing gets better, you choose to exit.

But can you really exit? Is it so easy? All those years of memories you created, the dreams you dreamt of, the future you foresaw together, is it so easy to leave it all behind? You find yourself saying goodbye and still coming back, you've grown attached to them more than you should be.

Goodbye? Oh no please, can't we just go back to Page 1 and Do it all over. You try, you really do try, sometimes alone, sometimes together, and everytime you choose to walk away, there's some invisible string pulling from behind. Ah, walking away, ain't so easy right?

They said, Love is the most dangerously beautiful thing in the world. I believe there's something more extreme than love - it's called attachment. Because even when all the love fades away, or even when it hasn't yet grown, attachment stays. You can't easily leave behind someone, all because you're attached.

Otherwise, why do most people still get a slight thought about their ex even when they are in a relationship with someone else? Why do you keep going back tothat toxic person even after knowing how manipulative they are? It's simple really, you're attached, no matter how many times you say goodbye, you can't really leave them.

But how long can you put up with this charade? How long can you keep saying goodbye? Once in a while, you do finally realise, it's time, you muster up the courage and after thousands of goodbyes, you bid the final one. You do what you needed to.

And when the going gets tough and things no longer work out, after a certain number of tries, that's when you choose to exit. For real this time. But, how many times can you say goodbye to a person before you can finally leave them?

And Suddenly we are 30

And suddenly, we are 30. It feels like a decade has passed in a day, and now photos taken on our first phones with negligible megapixels and no zoom are surprisingly higher in quality than the latest iPhone. 

Just yesterday, we were excited about beginning our time in college; last afternoon, we were brimming with hope about the future and looking forward to seeing where life takes us, and only last night, we were out causing mayhem on the streets, enjoying our new found financial independence, downing Jagers, knowing our bodies could handle it and. We danced the night away with the people we grew up with, and hangovers were a foreign concept. 

Yet we woke up to the hangover of adult friendships. Some friends are married, some are going for their MBA, and some have quit their jobs, overwhelmed with the soul-draining nature of their jobs and are now travelling the world. Weekly group outings have become annual wedding reunions. Friends who lived a 2-minute walk away are now a 5-hour flight away. Yesterday, we were ready to take the world head-on; today, some of us have been knocked down by life. 

We are not defeated; we are just dusting ourselves off to have another crack at it. From being excited about birthdays months in advance to not knowing what we are doing even a day before, the years have become something that happens to us. The enthusiasm of youth is slowly breathing its last breath, but taking its place is the contentment that comes with age. We are the ones who grew parallel to social media and while it has continuously evolved it has continuously stopped us from doing the same. 

I hope we realise that “life was simpler back then” will always apply and has always applied. Today, we are living a simpler life than tomorrow, and tomorrow is 40. Your bones may have started to creak, your left shoulder and your heart may be injured, but there is life in them yet. Get in your stretches and get out there. There is a life to be lived

searching wrong one

You are searching for her in all the wrong places

You search for her at the back seat of the car, She drives herself to places

You search for her in verses of the song, She is the chorus. 

You search for belan in her hands

She has got hold of pen

The kitchen doesn't smell like her

She is spreading her fragrance in libraries

You search for her name in marriage certificate, she is holding degrees with her name

You search for her walking hand in hand with some guy, she has chosen to enjoy her own company while fulfilling every wish she wants.

You search for her in homes at night

She is dancing in a party she informed you about and didn't seek your approval

You search for her feet on the ground

She is flying people to countries

You search for her head nodding

She has learnt to move her head left and then right

Main immature hn

Jab koi tumse kahe
"Tum kitni immature ho"
Toh unse kehna
Han mai immature hu
voh kya haina ki life ne mujhe bhut kuch sikhaya hai.
Bachpan se mujhe khud apna hath pakad kar chalna sikhaya hai.
Har kadam par mene khud ka sath nibhaya hai.
Jb is zindagi ne mujhse haar maan li mene khud ko jeena sikhaya hai.
Apno ke bich mene khudko akela paaya hai.
Han mai immature hu
lakin shyd isliye kuki mai khul kar hans leti hu
Kuch bhi baat ho mai hans kr taal deti hu
Shyd mai un sbse thoda alag sochti hu...
Toh Han mai Immature hu
Mai sab par bharosa krti hu
Mai uro ko uro ki nazro se nhi
khudki nazaron se dekhti hu
Mai apna dil tod kr sabka dil rakhti hu toh han.
Han mai immature hu.... ❤

Women's day

You know what is right for you and it's definitely your choice where you want to be. Whether a working woman or a housewife you know how to be efficient at your work. You don't let anyone speak for you, you take your own stand, you defend your own self and ohhh how fearless you are, be it within the walls your office or your house.

You know how to love yourself and pamper yourself. You don't need a man to buy you food from a lavish restaurant or exorbiant clothes from an expensive store. You know how to point out your lover's mistakes rather than staying quite and adjusting with it. Even though you are passionate about loving you know self-respect counts more than indulging into love. Being oppressed in a relationship in the name of love is not your cup of tea and you know how to walk out of a toxic relationship.

Waiting for the man of your dreams to make the first move is now a thing of the past. From kneeling down in front of your love with a ring, to paying bills on a date, you know how to break tasks in half and not put the responsibility entirely on your partner. You don't hide your feelings anymore and know that if you love someone, you need to make the first move.

I don't think you need to constantly prove your worth in every field. You don't have to forcefully flaunt your superiority everytime, everywhere. We all have been seeing men who stand for women, compare them to Goddesses. But do we really need that, that synonimity? It's time you stand for men, break the path when they need you. Don't let "You're superior" fool you otherwise. Being smart and kind at the same time never goes out of fashion, you know.

When someone asks you of your plans after 5 years, Don’t limit yourself with a imagination of wearing a red bridal lehngha walking hand in hand with your husband. Instead Imagine yourself wearing a black and white blazer and ruling over industry together.

You can do anything you want, and sometimes you don't need to do anything either. You can take a day off, and eat that last piece of pie without thinking of saving it for someone.

You're so strong to have fought the stereotypes society showers on you, that some days you deserve a day off. You deserve to be you. You're beautiful the way you are.
With love, girl squad

madness

There are days when you feel awfully weak but your brain wouldn’t cooperate, you just wish you could hit it against the wall. You wanted to shut it down, but it kept you awake in the nothingness. Thinking of something or someone might be bothering you, so you start digging—seeking for nothing. Then your heart starts to pound triple than usual, you pull your hair just to make it stop. 

For a moment you wanted to feel numb and simply forget the world around you. Because no matter how you would want to explain it the exact way how you felt it, nobody will seem to understand the depth of the insane world inside you. 

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hence the page's name.. because nobody really knows. 

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"madness," in my book, "the art of losing you."

this is my story, and my story could represent yours.

to someone who has my heart

To the person who'll always have a part of my heart, 

In our lives, we all have that one person who will always hold a special place in our hearts no matter who we love and who we end up with. For me, that person is you.

  

Before I met you, I didn't know what it was like to fall in love with someone so terribly that you can never hate them. You've spoilt me in such a way that if I ever love again, I would search a part of you in them. With you, every moment felt right. I can't even start to emphasize on the things you've taught me over the period. 

  

I thought you were the one for me and that in some parallel universe someone had decided that we were made for each other. But one fine day, you left me and everything came crashing down. It was not easy to bid you goodbye after loving you for so long. I started to curse myself for being overly in love with you. That night when I cried myself to sleep, it was not easy for me to gulp down the fact that I'd have to wake up the next morning just to realize we're not the same maniacs anymore. 

  

I am not writing this letter to make you feel sorry for me. I just want you to know that I loved you. I loved you through the emotional part of the roller-coaster you brought into my life. I loved you on the days when you were pleasant and kind, and also on the days when you didn't even love yourself. After all, love made me do things I never knew I was capable of. Beautiful mostly, ugly too. Today when I look back, I still remember your smile, a smile that would lighten up my mood within seconds. 

  

I don't know where life will take us in the next 10 years- but you'll still be one of the best things ever happened to me. It was a privilege to have you in my life for the time I did. I'll remember how beautiful it was, how beautiful it will always be. You'll always have a part of my heart, even if we don't have each other. 

From, 

Someone who loved you

maaaa

Dear Maa

Isn't it strange that many people call mother as maa, some call mom and people like me who'll call you while screening your name when I'm not finding anything "mummmmy"

But it's rightly said whatever name we call but the meaning and emotion is same "love".

You're a true spirit of love, emotions and compassion because the kind of daughter I'm other one should be beating me with the sticks🙈🙈 but you don't and I'm thankful for that😀

Maa just want to say that thankyou for always taking care of me in I'll times and supporting me at that time when I was not finding a way to come out from the cocoon which I made after coming back from Delhi, thankyou for trusting and letting me fly to achieve the dreams.

I might have hurt you in many ways but you had let it all go. You still stood by me, encouraged me, supported me and made me strong enough to face the world. 

Nobody can ever match you maa, haan ashriti can but me noway but I can try my best to cook like you rest ashi can handle😀 but doesn't mean that I'll not torture you, I'll do with my voice everytime when I'm not finding anything, when I don't want to attend the call and especially cooking but don't think I'll  will start cooking after this note, no I'll not do that ever🤣🤣 

Thankyou for everything you did for us mummy

We love you

Wishing you and every mother a happy mother's day😍😍😍