I'm sick and tired of some people's need to be always right. You'd rather hurt someone you care about than show a little bit humility and compassion and just leave well enough alone. But no, you have to poke and prod until you've proven your point. Well let me tell you, the only thing you've proven is what a jerk you are! 

You're worth it.!

Remember that note you wrote me and offered me one morning when I was sad.
When we discovered how intoxicating is the love we share.
I still have it. It’s crumbled and loved,
Smiles at me at from the head of my dresser as if to say “You’re enough”
I can still picture you when you came to me through the corridors and offered me that note with a huge huge smile on your face. I was upset and had no idea what it was. As you never did this before for me. Those words pierced my heart serenading my sadness to sleep.
For years I’ve been slowly becoming the person you deserve, evolving from everything that kept me up all those night, and sleeping the best in your arms.
And I think I would love to keep trying to be deserving enough to have you.

She had only wanted to hear two simple words "Don't go". But the silence, the empty broken promises and the run down repeated fights hung in that silence on the other end of the line, and she knew in that breath that they would not love each other again.

Collection of some best quotes.

• I hold onto hope that maybe there's someone out there made for me.

But my heart is so tired and my lungs are so empty.

•  She brings calm to violent storms, colours to grey skies, spark over a dull face.
  She is love in imperfections.

• I love myself just enough to know that what you're giving me isn't love.

• Everyday I walk down to my house, hoping I'll bump into you some day (fortunately), and you will see all those bandages in my hands and think, what's left of me since you left.!                                                                                                                                                                                        

• Maybe you're searching under the branches,
  For what only appears in the root. 

Your Love

I write you in my articles to keep myself from dialing your number,
I fuck you on paper to keep myself from faking it with strangers.
None of it makes you come back to me,
None of it erases you either..

Stop violence

What a travesty.?
A freaking travesty that as a children we are taught that sex is bad.. It should be done with the lights off. While we are told to champion violence with the wide eye of wonderment.
Maybe if we fucked more and killed less, this world would be a better place.

Can we just run away together.?

Can't we just run away together?
Take off on a long hike,
Lay on the grass holding hands.
While watching the kite catch the
Breeze above us,
Cook over a fire beneath the stars.
Make love on top of our sleeping bags.
Awaken to a morning glow.
Peeking through our tent as we breathe in the fresh air at the start of another glorious day together.
And then we do it,
All over again,
And again,
And again.
Can we just run away together?

Broken dream

Coming from college, throwing your bag at one corner and your shoes at another.  Lying on the bed lifeless watching the fan rotate slowly. You ponder upon the life you're leading, thinking about your gloomy past, you take your phone out of your pocket, watch her snaps,plug-in your head phones listen to her favourite songs and miss those nights when she used to sing those songs for you.laying down in her lap your eyes closed thinking about your future with her.
How strong that love used to be.!! She was so much in you that there was no you in you and she was all over you and you were nowhere in you. Such was her magic that you lost yourself once you got her. But now, neither she is there in you nor you yourself. You are just one hollow soul.Your thoughts have faded, your aims are blurred. You just think about her all the time and the fact that she is doing good without you,, KILLS YOU.!!
"How can she be so okay without you, when you are just a mess.?" is all you ask yourself.
BUT SOMETIMES WE BREAK OUR OWN HEART, we think so much about what it could be, that we actually believe it, and when it doesn't happens we are disappointed and we bame them for our broken heart, when it's a broken dream..!!!

SHE NEVER SANG FOR YOU.
You just thought she did.
SHE WAS NEVER YOUR'S.
You just thought she was.!!

Best of luck little girl :)

It has been months since they broke up,
Hemispheres and time zones apart, yet there has been an explicable cord survived between the two,, 
That sometimes made him miss her, and sometimes made her dream of him. The love they shared was a Roller coaster ride. There were Ups, there were downs. They faced that all together. But who knew, that a single down will shatter the two lives. Now all she wish is that he misses her when he sees the gap between his fingers,
that he know walking alone can be hell lonely
and travelling somewhere new means nothing
and the sunrises hurts..!
His presence gave her a hope, a hope that "At the end, it's all gonna be fine" but all her hopes are fading away and her love is left buried in the sands of time. I wish she could breath again. 

Hindustan Institute of Technology and Managment

This is no post related to something I write.

For a few posts I'm treating my blog like a  "Personal Punching Bag" and this is one such post.
A personal feeling for my college.
A few days back my college life started and initially I was afraid being at an entirely new place. The introvert girl inside me came up with all the insecuritites and the sensitive questions. But this time, I was sure that I have to be a better person and keep aside all my insecuritites, my worries and all I have to carry forward is my positive attitude.
The initial days were a bit hectic, being with completly strange people and trying to find people who could match up to your insanity level is a tough task. (and is still incomplete) but the good things around me silently forced me to praise them.

Walking through the corridors and the asiles all around, all I want is to store in all the good things happening.
I love my "Seniors" who are extraordinarily supportive and caring. The "Official Introduction" was full of Heart-throbbing moments. The sweet small praises were overwhelming.

After today, I have no regrets that I could not join a mass communication college to pursue my dreams, the little moments here give more happiness and the journey had just started and there a long way to go and I'm sure the long way will be worth it. :)

P.S - XXL size happiness. :)