At some point in life, each of us has borne the weight of being taken for granted. Some people tether you to their orbit, neither embracing you fully nor releasing you entirely. They dangle you on an emotional string, dispensing just enough attention to keep you lingering for more. They turn to you when solitude looms, leading you to believe they need you.
Yet, like a crumpled sheet of paper rendered useless, they cast you aside the moment others enter their life. Their certainty of your unwavering loyalty fuels their indifference; they know you will return, a warm smile masking the sting of betrayal, ready to mend what they so callously burn.
Guard yourself against such self-absorbed wretches. Preserve your peace, understand your worth, and let no one diminish your light.

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What If?

What if the horses of Squid Game added those childhood games to make the participants live the happiest versions of their lives again? I mean yeah they added “you fail, you die” rule, but the real intention behind it resonated with the adult life they are leading? “You lose your inner child, your happiness die, and you act like a robot repeating the wake up, work, sleep” routine on loop?

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Ishq khuda ki hum naacheezo par barsaayi hui rehmat hai, karna toh pdega hi!

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WORDS!

Well they said it right… words definitely can make or break your day… The right words at the right time can brighten up the day and carelessly crafted words, well they dampen it right away. Oh, what a feeling it is when someone says that you are the fruit of their good karma… those perfectly thread up words from a gazillion words dictionary feels like they were coined specifically for this moment only… like the words have been coined just to be used for this perfect, beautiful moment, only to cheer you up and bring a fight between red and white to your cheeks. Ah!!!

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Ek haseen sham aur taaro bhara aasman,
Haatho me haath aur mere labo par sirf tera naam.

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Baat esi hai…
Ki shaadi shuda mahila ki zindagi ki, sirf itni si uljhan hai
Jise na woh samjh pati hai, na suljha pati hai,
Ki apne maayke me woh humesha sahi hoti hai,
Aur sasural me humesha galat hi reh jaati hai…

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But how can something so trivial as the eyes be so deafening?

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I've seen 25 winters and i quite never understood why I loved and cherished this time of the year the most. Perhaps it was the soft clothes, the warm sun, the furry and snuggly beds, hot ginger tea, gajar ka hawla, or the sweat free environment... However, now I've come to realise it never was those things, rather it always was the snow, the smell of the chilly wave, the almost naked trees with a few leaves hanging by a thread, the gloomy nights, the still and killing evenings, the foggy mornings with zero visibility just the same it felt inside my heart, always, and forever.

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Most of us are so fascinated with The Vampire Diaries, Damon, and Emotionless beings and wished once in our lifetime to be like them but what we fail to remember is that we actually turn into the shadows of night every month. I mean, during our menstrual cycle our emotions are heightened, being near to us or irritating us (although one might not be actually agitating us) is one of the riskiest dares one could attempt, we feel like starving and want to chunk on the delicacies, loathe getting out of the bed and even in sunlight and what not. Maybe that's nature's way of fulfilling our desires even at the cost of unbearable pain. Ponder on it ladies!

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Kya tum asal me ho? Ya koi afsaana ya mehez ek bharam? Ya ek aisa khwab jo maine kabhi dekha hi nhi ya jise dekhne ki kabhi himmat hi nhi hui. Masla yeh hai ki tum ko sirf bade parde par romantic movies me dekha tha, aur jo parde par dikhaya jata hai woh asliyat me toh kabhi hota hi nhi hai. Na jane tum mere intezar ka tohfa ho, mere zakhmo ki marham, ya mera sahil, lekin jo bhi ho mere rukhsaar ki surkhi ho. Jis tarah nanhi kaliyon ko phool sanjoy rkhta hai, usi tarah tum mujhe sanjote ho. Jis tarah palke aankho ki hifazat karti hai, usi tarah tum mera saya ban kar chalte ho. Na jaane kab, kyun, kese, aur kislie humara milna hua, lekin shayad yeh mehez ek ittefaq nhi tha, magar meri lakeero ki qismat thi. — % &

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