They want girls to act maturally when they are enjoying.
But act immaturely when they have to fulfill responsiblities.

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Someday I hope to achieve something
That will immunize me
From all your
Criticism and Toxicity.

That might be the day
You begin to praise me,
but I won't covet your validation
Any longer.

I come from you, yet I am different from you.
I dared to break some of the hierarchies that structure y/our thoughts.
I hope and want to do better than you,
when it is time for me to do your job.
Someday you will realise all your mistakes;
but you shall not be able to forgive yourself.

The way I see it
We all have varying perspectives
On everything that has happened.
Everyone could be right,
Or someone could be wrong.
Or, perhaps, we all are wrong.

In the end, we shall all remain Unforgiven.
Let's find salvation in our wrath for each other.

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Some people are so delicate that if you cause them damage they might not get to previous shape of mind.
No matter how hard you try to regain the trust back.
This is me...

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"Why I can't forget you even after so long we aren't together??".. She asked,
"It's a curse and we both are infected"...
He said

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Maturity is when you love sleeping more than partying.

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कसूर तुम्हारा नहीं था...!
जब किस्मत में लिखा था, बर्बाद होना...!
तो मोहब्बत कैसे ना होती..??

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गुरुर ना करना आपकी कामयाबी का,
तेरी बोली तेरा ईमान बता देती है।

आहिस्ते चलिए जनाब थोड़ा संभलकर,
आपकी चाल आपका खानदान बता देती है।

ये जो हँसता खेलता हूँ मैं जमाने तेरे आगे,
माँ बस सूरत देखकर हूँ मैं परेशान बता देती है।

प्यादा मैदान में कितने कदम और चलेगा,
ये उसके वजीर की शान बता देती है।

जब भी कोई गुरुर करता है अपने रुतबे का,
मौत खामोश रहकर श्मशान बता देती है।

लोग पूछते हैं सबसे प्यारी चीज़ उससे,
वो हँस कर अपनी जान बता देती है।

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How can something be so far,
So flawed,
So damaged,
Yet, so beautiful !

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Two broken hearts.
Two damaged souls.
One starry night.
One real conversation.
Every broken piece of the heart found a new rhythm;
Every damaged cell danced to it.
And every wrong turn just seemed right.
The universe looked down and trickled few drops of tears of happiness.
As the rain drops touched their bodies;
Their souls touched each other. 

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One day, in the gardens,
I saw this beautiful flower,
seperated from its home
by the wind.

I wanted to give her a new home,
but supposedly, when you love
a flower, you must water her,
and never unyoke.

So, I opened my hands wide,
asking the wind to help me,
asking him to right the wrong,
so he carried her away.

But, in a while, she came back,
and my heart won't stop questioning:
Is she here for me,
or the wind blew against her?

- head-for-the-hills.
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