You still exist.In my conversations, In my poems, In my thoughts, In my principles, As a part of me!©ruchikamohata
Just be there!
Embrace them in a hug before their grief bursts into tears,Wrap your arms around their shoulder to mitigate their fears.Let them know you're always gonna stay by their side,Enable them to share with you, assure that there's nothing to hide.Be a good listener, be around, most importantly, be kind.Don't judge. Allow the complex threads in their heads to unwind.It doesn't help to change topics and divert their minds during their lows,Sometimes, you need to let them express the reason for those raised eye brows. Just like physical problems, emotional and mental pain aren't first world issues.They equally require support and care of loved ones and not just paper tissues.©ruchikamohata
Pehle to uski baaton pe kuch dhyaan nahi diya,Fir uski aawaz sunna bhi bas armaan reh gaya.©ruchikamohata
Kyu usey jeene se zyada, marna aasaan laga?Kya usey swarg se zyada, ghar anjaan laga?©ruchikamohata
Distance creates distance.©ruchikamohata
Hey, you look so fat, oh, you look so pale.Stop judging people on the basis of their weigh scale. Their mirror tells them facts about their figure,Don't re-mention. Don't become a source of their emotional trigger.You think you're showing concern by asking them to exercise?You don't know it's a well known fact?! That takes me by surprise.Stop body shaming. Your comments aren't making anyone's journey better.Start looking beyond looks. Be that trend setter. ©ruchikamohata
In times like these, the best Raksha Bandhan gift a brother can give his sister, is his time!©ruchikamohata
Genuineness of relations is best understood when the purpose of forming/maintaining them is fulfilled.©ruchikamohata
Nothing expresses our love better than the smiles on our faces, when I tie that little thread on his wrist.©ruchikamohata
If you can't be there when they need you, being there everytime else won't really help.©ruchikamohata
5 STEPS TO KNOW IF YOU ARE BORN TO BE A WRITER
1. Do you see the roots working hard, collecting elements of life, spreading their wings, reaching their necessities, every time you look at a standing tree?2. Does it ache when you see something so brilliant as the midnight sky go unnoticed, when you realize the fight songs of the buried seeds are going to be unheard, or when you observe the last stories of the waning moon before another resurrection go unrecorded? Do you want to be the messenger?3. When you read, do you become a craftsman, do you see words as little precious stones, and wait for the end, to finally recognize how beautiful they are when placed together in geometrical lines?4. Do you try every day to weather your art, to turn gentler to your craft, to give it to the world like the sky gives out the rain, to drench dry souls with meanings unsaid?5. Do you still write when nobody says your words have wings, when they reach nobody, when they go back to becoming small, when you are back to the beginning, do you choose to regrow?©thoughtfulbrain_
@thehemantkashyap I haven't changed one bit. Still cheesy af.
I'll write you poemsAnd make you read them At 3 in nightsOver several cups of sweetened coffeeTill you are murmuring Even in your dreamsMy name over and overHappily©laxitha
@writersnetwork@divokost @sanyogita @madmysterymagic @shabnoor_rahmanFrom a proud INFJ☺
You wouldn't believe me if I told you this. But the fact is, I have the most to say.I am not going to sweep you off your feet by giving you lavish gifts. I won't say "Darling" every five minutes. I won't chat with you late into the night. Hell, I probably won't even reply to all your messages.I will tell you what I will do. I will buy you strawberry cheesecake, even though I hate strawberry. I will watch "27 dresses" instead of "The Conjuring", with you, even though chick flicks are not my thing. I will write about you, the way your tresses fall over your face, your smile when you hear your mother's voice on the phone, your teary eyes at the end of Titanic.I will do this because little idiosyncrasies catch my attention. It's only words I know. Words that capture your soul, record your joys and photograph your memories.Now, do you believe me?©allbymyself
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If you are ready to make me your focus,Then only I am ready to blur everything around it. ©jumping_ball
@writersnetwork@divokost @sanyogita @hoshi @sagarika_writes @laconicutterance @laxitha @words_and_magic @sagnik_sarmaToo much armchair philosophy, I know.
If there is one thing I know to be true, it is this:Life is the ultimate seductress, permanently shrouded in a veil of secrecy, never revealing its true colors. The closer you attempt to penetrate it, it shrinks back, revealing a new layer.Beautiful and haunting, it will forever be tantalizingly out of your reach. A mystery never to be solved, she has an abundance of suitors, who come and go, like some transient irritant, while she smiles her regal smile and watches them fade away into the dust.©allbymyself
And when every thing will seem fragile to hold
There will be my hand . Always .-heilshukla