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a hailstorm hit right as we were leaving uni for the day — my friend and i ran out to grab some of the ice hehe
When Mahmoud Darwish said
I do not abandon anyone, but I do not hold the hand of that who wishes to leave.
And Wajid Shaikh wrote
Jo utra dil se, phir utar hi gaya,phir chahe woh falak ka chaand baney, mujhe qabool nahi

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Dopahar waali neend>>>>>>>>
Beach + Sunset = Sukoon😌
THE ECSTASY OF ESCAPISM
The ultimate high isn’t reaching the destination.
It’s the moment you realize
you are finally untouchable.
Escapism gets treated like weakness.
Like avoidance.
Like failure.
But sometimes
escaping is the closest thing to peace.
There’s a specific feeling that happens when the world behind you starts dissolving.
The deadlines.
The expectations.
The version of yourself everyone keeps asking for.
Gone quiet.
And for one brief moment
nothing can reach you.
Not your responsibilities.
Not your history.
Not even your own thoughts.
You exist in suspension.
Between places.
Between identities.
Between the person you were and whoever comes next.
That’s the real addiction.
Not the destination.
Not the fantasy.
The feeling of finally slipping out of the grip of your own life.
We think escapism means wanting a different future.
Sometimes it just means wanting silence.
Wanting distance.
Wanting one moment where you are no longer required to be anyone at all.
You are not found.
You are not lost.
You are simply somewhere else.