हफ़्तों की मेहनत और एक रात की याद। बड़ी नाइंसाफ़ी है।

Watch me pretend like he's the solution to all my problems.

"How you feel about the world today has all been felt before. So, pick up an old book and read about yourself a hundred years ago."

With me, it's always a power struggle.

WHAT IS THIS TENSION BETWEEN ME AND CIGARETTES?

On this episode of "do I want to kiss him or do I just like being around him?", we have-

Recently (not really) realised my love language is physical touch. Watch me around the people I like and you'd find me constantly touching them in some way- any way! Genuinely can't keep my hands off. Like at all.

Meri personality pe gaaliyaan dena itna sahi suit ho, pata hai?

Masla toh raaton ka hai.

There is no way you can't feel me thinking about you. Absolutely no way.

Jhalli x khadoos combo always slaps.

My brother's black jeans with my night black turtleneck whose sleeves almost reach my thumbs; my red, white and black checked overcoat that I haven't worn in a couple years which reaches just below my knees; my loose curls locked in place with some strands framing my face and my mom's black and white sneakers. Dusty pink eyeshadow over my eyelids, the same as blush and a hint of a mauve lipstick on my lips. Mm hmm.

Not texting someone you know you wanna talk to is like staring at them across the room but not having the courage to go up to them.

Ab samajh aaya ye shaayar kis baare mei likha karte thhe.

Ohh, my dearest, you literally can NOT go back once you start really noticing people's eyes.

Sard raaton mei ghat ke kinaare baithna is peaceful beyond words. Kitna accha lagta hai na- looking at little waves of water lap over eachother- almost as if they're cuddling together and whispering sweet nothings to eachother- looking at the reflection of warm lights in the water as it mirrors it- paani mei taerte diye unn chhoti chhoti naav si pattalon par- haayee! Shaanti. Jaise sab theek ho. Jaise pure brahmaand mei sab theek ho.