ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴜᴍꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

Love story!

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A Covenant. 2023 || Today 11:29 AM June 10 2026

Grace for you. Man...! And woman, of course. Letters, letters, letters. Found in time. 2:34 PM. I don't care. I am good, maybe. More letters, letters, letters. For all love. Hahah.... I did love, sometimes more, and one time it felt like I should just keep doing it. It's a mix of everything life offers, I guess, with anyone we choose to love. Always. "Notepad, keep this private. I don't really want the world to see this or be a part of it." "Notebook, keep this in between. I am doing something I am not sure about, but I know this is not wrong. Or maybe it's alright when wrong can actually look alright." Just like Counting Stars. Everything that drowns me deep makes me want to fly. Random. Me time.

2:42 PM, 21 June 2026. I just changed the first word of this text and everything changed and came back at me. One word. Siddhi... But anyway, as much as maybe this is for you, I maybe mean it for myself first. Always. If I am even 0.01% like Nobita, and if I learned something, then it's all for my Siddhi. I can travel in time in a way or so, to bring her back maybe. And all of this feels so right when I am inside this time machine of a trapped mind, maybe with a Doraemon within who just doesn't want me to stop trying. There are two Nobitas with me. Silvesh and Grace. Wanting different things, but for one person. I say, it was always something to love someone for life from the time I knew them and decided to have something with them. Against the odds that I am bad at love and bad at everything. It's sort of insane, but I will be. Because if I don't, it feels like I am letting go of something I don't want to. And that feels extremely wrong.

I might let it go once I know things are at least on terms where I actually feel like, yes, I should let it go now. I will choose my pace and I will take my time. I did not ask life to happen to me. It happened. And so I choose to take my time, as long as it needs for me to make it better in the present so that I can stop travelling through time. Time travel sucks, and I wish no one ever finds a way to do it. It's actually a paradox and a loop. A loop where we keep trying to fix and solve things. It's crazy. Insane. Until we make it right.

2:56 PM, 21 June 2026.

And so I be. :p

Friends...

Romance was never meant to begin with touch. It lived first in lingering conversations, in quiet understanding, in the comfort of being seen without having to ask. It was hidden in stolen glances, patient waiting, remembered details, and the gentle certainty that someone's heart had become a home.

Yet now, I see, love is measured by physical closeness, as though intimacy of the body could replace intimacy of the soul. It feels strange to me that emotions are treated as secondary, as if tenderness, vulnerability, and devotion have become old-fashioned luxuries...Perhaps I'm simply searching for a love that still believes in the poetry of presence, a love that lingers in words, in silence, in loyalty, and in the quiet ways two hearts learn each other before their hands ever do.

Here are my ultimate favorites

(I'd making one post per genre so it won't get super lengthy and easier for u to pick as per your type)

GENRE 1 : ROMANTIC 💕

✨Mala ved lagle

✨Kadhi tu

✨tik tik vajte

✨mitwa

✨tola tola

✨sar sukhachi shravani

✨yad lagla

✨dhaga dhaga

✨aatach baya ka

✨jara jara

✨hridyat waje something

✨sukh kalale

✨ka kalena

✨olya sanjweli

So behind your back..

I simply choose not to ever forget these songs, when I know I should. Maybe when I was not even supposed to be here listening to these. But I am here today somehow. Again, back at it.

I really simply would have forgotten this last song if she didn't pass away. Death... I really wish I would have listened to it and heard it while she was alive. Now, I got the songs, but I miss Asha Bhosale. I didn't love her at all. But yet, I did love someone. When Asha Bhosale was gone, it was on the news, and when I listened to this song, it stayed with me for life. Just like the one above this song and the rest.

I never was in such a situation ever before, Siddhi, where the dead start to feel alive and yet they don't really come to life again no matter what. It's not like I might have not tried something different, but at the end I am here. So this is just about my present and now. The past doesn't exist and neither does my tomorrow. I exist right now.

That actually scares me now. 👰😂😂 Like what if... damn, damn, damn...

Oh that cover says it all. Or Should I add some extra here? 😂

"I was really thirsty last night and my head was a feeling heavy, my friend @the-wanderers-plight suggested once that i put something cold whenever it feels like that, i put the cold water water bottle around my head and neck, i felt fine and thanked her in a whisper to universe"

-anonymous