The tendency of us Indians to procrastinate till the last second of the deadline is the reason we have the second highest population.
The point of no return in every relationship: When nothing you say or do can ever make things how they used to be.
And because I believe I deserve that much, I can’t settle for less.
There are empty spaces in her that you must consume, before they get filled up with love for solitude.
What if the only purpose of a flower is to bloom without the sun. To prove that beauty will grow despite the constant darkness.
I wish whatever you love, loves you back.
Hating me won’t make you relevant.
Humour is the last resort of the defeated...
Having everyone doesn’t make you feel everything. Simply having one person who makes us feel like we’re not missing out on anything is enough.
Imagine being completely naked in a room full of people who speak a different language and everyone wants to touch you. This is the life of a dog.
A friend who is an accomplished musician once told me about the importance of practice in her field. She said, “If you don’t practice for a day, you can tell. If you don’t practice for two days, the accompanying musicians can tell. If you don’t practice for three days, the audience can tell.
I’m trying this new thing where I try to be happy even when I feel like everything’s falling apart and nothing is going the way I expected.
Lord, grant me the strength to stay oblivious of my problems.
Sense of humor is more about the ability to take a joke than the ability to make it.
Thanks for giving me a heart that feels far too deeply for the things no one cares about and only ever bleeds for people who don’t want me.
I am so single that I apply different flavors; watermelon, cherry, lychee, vanilla and strawberry lip balm on my chapped lips and lick my lips with my tongue to feel what’s it like to kiss a woman.
As long as we can see the same sky, breathe the same air, step on the same planet, then you and I are not impossible.
I can be in the next room and still be a thousand miles away.
If you can love the wrong person that much, imagine how much you can love the right person.
Can miles truly separate us from friends or lovers... If we want to be with someone we love, aren’t we already there?