It baffles me all the time.. How fragile our lives are! And that nothing you do will ever be enough to make it last forever, to make someone stay for as long as time exists. One fine day, everything will turn to dust. And all we can do is wonder how's it's going to end for us. ~p.s. 🖤
Beautiful illustration by Eli Klemmeck @neomlei 🥀
There's a hole in my soul, you can see it in my face. It's a real big place. ~Robbie Williams, Feel 🎵💜
Photographs by @573p5 on Tumblr
3 47810 August, 2019
Isn't it soo freaking amazing? How one poem means so many different things to each one of us.. I'm always amazed by the word 'perspective'. How we all look at things in a different light. I wonder what the poets must be thinking while writing a poem? And do we really understand that poem from his point of view? What if we simply take it all wrong and totally misunderstand or maybe it was never meant to be understood in one simple way? Same with the paintings artists paint. The stories storytellers write. Have you ever wondered why the painter used only that specific color? Why he painted the eyes sad? And the clothes bright? Why the story has no definite ending? Is it a real story? What if the protagonist in the last novel you've read actually exists in real life? It's fascinating how we all are filled with unique ideas and creativity. We are all artists in our own way. Some express it on canvas, some on paper while some simply through their eyes. We all have tragedies etched on our souls. We all have something to give to this world. It's all in our head. Inside our thoughts. Waiting to be put into action. Have your ever thought if there's any possibility that the same thought that just crossed your mind appeared on my mind too? Precisely in that same moment? It's insane how we never really get to know what others are thinking. Unless they tell you obviously. But then again, if we get to know everything that's running inside our heads.. Maybe this world will turn into one living hell. Or maybe a paradise? Who knows.. But of one thing I'm sure. We are all living pieces of art. Each one of us. Every damn soul on this Earth. So rare and exquisitely beautiful. ~p.s. 💕 #tbt
And it's okay if no one can make sense of the things you do. Sometimes, you need to do a certain thing or take a certain path just because you want to do it. That's all. No reason. No explanation. It's your life. IT IS YOUR LIFE. ~p.s. 💜💧
6 17016 June, 2019
If you want to change the world,
start with loving the man in your life and really Deeply Loving him.
Whether we are here talking about a Dad, A Husband, A Best Friend, A boyfriend.. We are talking about our man,
The Good man around us.
Often, they are misunderstood for being strong, fierce, bold. but you never know what hurts them, what makes them weak and down the line that makes them less-humane.
Often they hid themselves behind the doors of anger and ignore their own feelings.
If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him.
Love him enough that he Thinks nakedly & free.
Love him enough to open his arms to every thought and soulfully turning his life where ever he wants between cycle of birth and of death.
And make him thankful for the opportunity of life
As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods.
Make him brave enough to be fragile and let him drink all the those fears and hurts and tell him its okay to cry and shed.
Let him know that he can hold you, and still we would stand up and protect him.
And we will still Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch us.
Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before.
Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself.
And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart ~~ #Eshitakrishnani
They say your past doesn't define you. Yes, they are right. But yes, it does make you who you are now. It beats you up, shakes you off the ground, rattles the insides of your brain. You begin to think this is what your life is! But that's not the truth. Just like everything else, it passes too. Feelings, times, situations, people. Everything transforms. And with that you need to move forward too. The thing is, you don't get to carry it all along the way! You can't let yourself cling to your past till the end. You need to let go! You have to! But then again, what is life without memories you will ask? And my darling, let me tell you.. it is almost impossible to forget all your memories. Yes, they may fade as days go by. But your memories won't ever leave you. Also, you do have some beautiful memories which you wouldn't trade for anything, don't you? Letting go is not about forgetting your memories. It is about learning from them. For one thing is for sure! Your past doesn't define you, but it makes you wiser. Letting go is all about moving ahead with time and not be stuck inside your mind in a place that doesn't exist anymore. Like an old adage that says, past is a nice place to visit, but certainly not a good place to stay. ~p.s. 💕
Art by @anna_dart 🖤
10 3401 June, 2019
Words plays a major role in our life and our loved ones words play as a song in our minds 💖.So, when those words turns painful it breaks us apart! 🙊 .
Do follow 👉 @ironicalidiot .
Because a friend of mine told me, all the world needs, is a little hope. And you can do that. Give them hope. 🌼 #tbt
6 37123 May, 2019
The Perception of Happyness. 🌼
Good morning everyone! So what does happiness means to you? How would you describe it?? Drop the comments. Would love to know your views. Hope you all are having an amazing weekend. 💙
Will you remember me in those last moments.. Where you can see death with your naked eye? In that little passage of time between life and death? When you're numb and in extreme pain.. When you're asleep but wide awake.. When you're silent but screaming like crazy.. When you can't see a thing but you can see everything flashing back in front of your eyes.. When you're crying but smiling through all the memories? Will you remember me with regret or merely out of love? Will you remember me till your last breath? ~p.s. 🥀 #tbt
Artwork ~'Water Lilies' by Claude Monet 💕
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Lousy words. 🌼
10 28814 May, 2019
Do you ever get this feeling where everything around you feels like some kind of magic. And your very existence stuns you. It feels as if you are watching yourself in this beautiful movie and you never want it to end. You want this to go on and on forever, for time doesn't matter here anymore. You are floating freely. A lovely illusion. An innocent dream. A harmless emotion. ~p.s. 💕
6 2089 May, 2019
And what does it take to make someone feel alive? Where do you find it? That will? That reason? That undying hope! Where do you find a word named 'belief'? Does it reside on the face of god? Or is it buried deep inside the earth? For that is where it all ends. In the dirt. In the mud. In the ashes. In the bones. What if dying is the only way to live? ~p.s. 🖤
Your Love Story May not be in your Hand, but how you handle the one you love surely is your responsibility.. 🤗
The Things you learn by learning eachother are limitless..
The Things you while you are in slience thinking about the solance with your loved ones coupled with your behavioural patterns, Wrong doings and right ones too, Discussing how you really feel when you are with them when they are angry, outspoken or socially.. can teach you something so immediately to notify some great changes in future in your life.
The things you learn as team as well as the things you apply in your life without any ego coming in between is worth everything. Do explore with your loved one in slience & solance
There is nothing like having a partner, it's something we become after becoming best of version of ourselves and combined.
Cut it off. Cut it all off. The things that weigh you down. The people who no longer care. The places that no longer serve. All of your insecurities and inhibitions. Your egos and your senseless pride. Your fears and your endless doubts. Cut it out. Keep only what is essential. And most of all, my love, remember to nurture your beautiful mind and your infinite dreams. ~p.s. 💜
Illustration by @sivan.ka
6 2642 April, 2019
Sometimes I feel, that people don't really leave you. Sometimes, it's just us letting them go, distancing ourselves unknowingly or maybe simply because we believe the notion that "everyone eventually leaves" or "nothing is permanent" a bit too strongly. It's like we somehow begin to let them go even before letting them in. And so, we fail to give it a chance. We fail to give the people in our lives a fair chance to actually stay and be there for as long as they could be. We fill up the silences with the voids. We erase the words and swallow the cries. And we suck at this, because anyway we end up cursing ourselves, for all the right reasons, for making all the wrong choices. ~p.s. 💕
Photograph by Camilo Paredes.
- It really breaks me when I'm listening to someone talk about something they love & I watch them burst into a thousand different emotions in absolute exhilaration & they're fully revealing their affection with such excitement & then suddenly they stop & say "I'm sorry, I know this must be boring." or "I can stop if you want." And it just buries me to realize that someone must have made them feel that way one day. That they were told that their love for something was too boring to listen to, & instantly they decide they should be ashamed of feeling such fondness over a hobby, or job, or a person. When did we become so insensitive? I want to hear about your penny collection, or how your dog runs after its tail for three hours, or even how you burp the alphabet. Because it is entirely refreshing to witness the admiration's people are still capable of having, whether or not it is enthusiasm everyone will appreciate. We have extinguished so much good from this life-time to dim out the light in peoples eyes as well. I just had to get that off my chest.
And how do you welcome these voices again? The little demons inside your head? Do you greet them with your arms wide open or do you scream out loud and ask them to leave you alone? Does it matter? They are going to stay anyway. They have minds of their own, you see? Making you all numb and crazy. Biting your insides with their sharp edgy teeth. These voices have a face. They don't smile and they don't grin. They frown and they grimace. They smirk like fucking sociopaths and say, here we are again, your beloved friends. ~p.s. 🖤
Photograph by @_emkae_
• A Love Story Like This •
September 16th,1956. The first time they bought a house that opened to this view.
Every morning she would make his coffee and her chai. He would cut the fruits and set the breakfast table in the garden.
Healthy lifestyle. Always. They believed a healthy mind was more important than anything else.
They would sit in silence. She would read her Mills and Boons and he, his book. A newspaper never entered the house. Why read such depressing and sad news so early in the morning? A positive day was extremely imperative.
At 10am, he would fold his paper and head for work while she entered the kitchen to prepare for lunch. By noon, she would be free waiting for him to come home for lunch.
3pm and he still wasn’t home. Odd?
They believed in giving each other space. If he didn’t feel the need to call her and inform that he won’t be home for lunch, why should she call him to ask?
Ego? Naaa. Mutual respect? Naa.
What stood between them was a mutual understanding of “No Expectations” and that would go on for the rest of their marriage. Between the sheets and off it.
Until 1959. When they had their first child. And the marriage started to feel like a marriage. Or maybe not.
- Rashmi Punjabi
"It's wonderful to be loved, but it's profound to be understood." ~Ellen DeGeneres 🖤
Photographs by @alessioalbi
2 2116 November, 2018
"To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die." ~There Is A Light That Never Goes Out, The Smiths 🖤
Photograph by @ediesunday 💕
3 3854 November, 2018
I don't know why I deleted this last time!
6 12528 October, 2018
It really changes everything, you know.. Knowing that these places, these people, these moments are only for now. And that tomorrow, it will all be gone. It's like you already knows what's going to haunt you tomorrow. But all you can do today is, just stare at these beautiful ghosts and smile endlessly. ~p.s. 💜
Photograph by @coughh_syrup
4 18526 October, 2018
We all need someone to share what's going on inside our heads. But it's not always a person or a living being. Sometimes it's just the silence of a moonlit night, the blank pages and the ink. ~p.s. 🖤
Beautiful illustration by @melaniab_ilustracion
8 49221 October, 2018
I do, I really do feel like spilling it all out sometimes. I want to share with someone the truths I've been hiding from since so long. Everything's that been accumulated inside of me. All of my thoughts and insecurities. The darkest corners of my mind. But I'm afraid, what if they despise me? What if they don't understand a single word I say? I don't want my words to go to waste and my feelings turn to dust. All over again. Nevermore. I'd rather stay quiet and let silence kill my mind. ~p.s. 🥀
Photograph by Olivia Bee.
There is only one lesson to be learned- believe in yourself, love yourself, in the end, all you've got is yourself. Everything else is just a derived version of this one. Only then you learn to detach, you learn to let go, you learn to expect nothing from others. Only then you truly learn to love. Selflessly. Unhesitatingly. Passionately. Only then you learn to be kind. And most importantly, you learn to forgive those who hurt you. ~p.s. 🏵️
4 42113 September, 2018
I hate how beauty fades away too soon. Beautiful people, beautiful sunsets, beautiful times. Everything I have ever loved never lasted for too long. Maybe that's why I have stopped loving you. ~p.s. 💕
9 2168 September, 2018
"So, like everyone else, if things go wrong.. you blame the other person too?" "No I don't, never did, I always used to blame myself... But you know what?" "What?" "I was wrong. All of us are right at our own place I suppose. Like none of us is really at fault, you see!" "What exactly are you trying to say?" "I've found a new way of making peace with myself.." "Make peace? How?" "It's quite simple. I no longer blame myself or the other person. I end up blaming my naseeb. Or the time. Or the situation, whatever you would like to name it!" "And how exactly does it help? Don't you think it's kind of running away from the truth?" "I don't think so. I don't care enough. Just so that it makes me regret a little less." ~p.s. 💕
Beautiful photograph by @mahoorjamal 🥀
9 29929 August, 2018
Forgive yourself. 🌼
22 70027 August, 2018
If someone asks me to define love.. I don't know what to say. I just sit there wondering and the only thing that strikes me every time is, it is the most natural feeling you'll ever feel. It is effortless. I mean if you love someone or something, you just do. There's no reason or an intention behind doing so. You just sit by their side, look into their eyes, hear their voice or simply think about them and you feel a little better. Like there still is some goodness left in the world. There is still hope. Maybe that's what love is. To give you a sense of purpose. To make you feel less lonely. It follows no logic. You see, it's all about magic. ~p.s. 🌠
Photograph by @coughh_syrup 💕
5 37120 August, 2018
3 26116 August, 2018
She loved darkness.
He loved her.
Thus in darkness too, he saw her. :')
A very first post of mine. Will bring up more posts like this. Stay tuned. ---------------------------------------------------------------------
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Do not ask me to love you.
Picture source ~Tumblr
13 9677 February, 2016
And that's the magic of love. Once you fall in it, you never really get out of it. It's a deadly hellfire and the eternal bliss. It either burns you alive or takes you to the Paradise. All at once. You won't be the same person again, once you're in love. You'll lose yourself and sometimes, my God, I tell you, you'll find yourself all over again. Love is a deadly thing. It annihilates every shreds and bits of you. It consumes you. It makes you empty. Drains you. Love is the most beautiful thing. It makes you believe in the beauty that still remains. See the brighter side of life and most importantly, it makes you a better person. When you are in love, everything, every damn thing makes perfect sense. It either breaks you or fix you, there's no in between. Love is an essential element and a cardinal sin. Love is the nidus for life. It takes you out of darkness, towards the light and sometimes, I swear, it makes the darkness reside in you. ~p.s. ❤
Happy Valentine's Day, you lovely people. 💕