Hey everyone, here’s another post- current updates on what’s going on with me. I am gonna dive straight in, no useless chitter-chatter. Bear with me. 😉 Recently, I started making art journals, bujo inspired (bullet journal) and I am loving it so far. it sure does take up a lot of time, but I can
time clashes it’s whip against the fantasy of this world for mourning is to come, as anticipated but I look into your eyes and I see the ocean and it’s gems endless and shimmering with affection and acceptance I press my sneakers between the railings and screech embers fling from my mouth for I have
Hey guys, how is everyone doing today? I hope you are doing well dear friends. I am so excited to share my art journal post here on my blog, do check it out on my Instagram account too if you would like 😍❤️ This is my first attempt of making this and it took me
• I trust too easily. I fall too hard. I forgive in an instant, if I love them. I am ready to get past the bad thing you have done. In this world of e-books, I still like the heavenly scent coming off from new books. What more do you need to see whether I
“You’ve been treating it like a summer home; vacant, drafty, neglected; and yet you expect it to be in top working order whenever you decide to honor it with your presence”, he scolds. “But I must inhabit the bustling city, my first home, if I am to survive the marathons of days of disembodied vigilance.”
When I saw the woman in the middle of the road swat thin air, I recognized it; schizophrenia. I approached her, she turned, and her face distorting horribly, her hands waved me away. “No, no! Go, go now!” she demanded, heading off down the road. I followed at some distance, trying carefully not to spook
Sparkling eyes and tender flesh are shielded From the world in a tight hug. A photograph captures my father’s love. Gentle waves come home to shore, sloshing against the sand, A constant in this changing land. The sunset paints the azure sky, And its fiery orb disappears into cool gray water. A paradise in a
I looked at my mobile. Eagerly waiting for an intimation, if not a call, a message. Her fragrance, smile and the innocent eyes still haunted my days. It isn’t always easy to forego a person to whom you have committed your life. Especially a friend of years, who knows more about you than you yourself
I only wish to be by your side I wish for it every single night, but you didn’t bring me along for the ride, in fact, you didn’t take notice until I was out of sight. Bury me alive, don’t leave me at the door. I’ve been stretching this drive down to the corner store.
when i left you i left you with words. words i regret. they taint my dreams with delicate pain and even music cannot block them out because the music is you you are everything! everywhere. you are the green waves on a Summer’s morning you are the sushi shop down the road you are the
I was ready. I was ready to fall again. ready to jump without any hesitation. To see my lips form a smile for another person. To feel the butterflies in my stomach come alive again. To know that I’m falling and someone’s going to catch me, as soon as possible, before I hit the ground
touch me just enough to awaken a tingling sensation brush your soft fingers yet long polished nails along the canvas of my body a shade of sapphire blue – gems on all fingers yet you bear no rings – paint me an image that is invisible yet imprinted through frail motions paint me an image
The graveyard welcomes Everyone that comes in, And they never leave.
It’s like there are two dogs that I hold inside of me. One wants to sit on my lap and lick my hand, and play and run and go for long walks. Then there is the other, It wants to grimace and growl and bare its teeth, and rip the face off this world and
Relationships are how we relate to others. We have relationships with everyone we know and those who are close to us. Each and every interaction we have with another person is the act of relating. If we have a problem relating to others, it affects our ability to have supportive relationships. Everyone wants the perfect
Ladies ladies ladies, I want you to know one thing, and sear it forever in your brain- falling in love is the best feeling and experience you will ever have, but what about when you fall out from love? Who will pick you up then? You think your ex will come running back to pick
How can I express my feelings when those feelings take my breath away? How can I measure my love for you when that love compares to nothing else, and when that love exceeds all categories and all expectations? No words can express these realities. No words can express my love for you because you are
He was a strong man, the strongest I knew, but see, he was hurt a long time ago and ever since, he has not trusted many people. So when he does, it is beautiful. It is more beautiful than seeing a butterfly take its first flight. More beautiful even than watching the first flower of
Sorry got a bit late while posting these, thanks for reminding me though 😉 ❤ Let me know which one you like the most, ok? Good, now start reading dr ❤ Let’s connect more 😉 ❤ Insta- pia.majumdar
Dear John Green, “You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.” I like my choices… maybe that’s why I let Augustus and Hazel hurt me. The Fault in our Stars was one such book that not only made
I was asked this question very recently, but alas, I don’t think I answered it very well 😐 In India, if you are a girl whose age is above 23, it simply means you are “doomed”. You are not marriage material anymore. Wow. What a great idea of patriarchy and feminism mixed together. I applaud
So what’s up people, what are you doing? Didn’t forget me I hope 😉 Posted a new podcast, after so long……feels awesome. Listen to it and let me know how it was. ❤ Click on the link down below or listen on Spotify 🙂 🙂 ❤ https://anchor.fm/piamajumdar/embed/episodes/Set-goals-to-achieve-your-dreams–finding-peace-in-the-process-e3b6el/a-ab2cp7
They were in a cafe, drinking hot cappuccino and cold macchiato at 8 p.m. It’s the same cafe when he asked her to be his girlfriend a year ago. The boy kept looking down to his phone without giving a **** about a girl in front of him. “Should we break up?” She asked, tried
And this time, this ‘yes’ will last for eternity. Read my Wattpad story here– Keeping up with rhythm
Hey guys, what’s up with you? I hope everyone is enjoying Monday, unlike me 😉 Here’s a new post consisting of my latest quotes from Instagram. Let me know which one you liked the most, also read till the end, there’s a special quote-post today 🙂 ❤ And now time for the special one……read it.
Read this [ 140 ] called ‘Perfect way to unwind’ by piamajumdar here – https://terriblytinytales.com/tale/22NMgA6IywU
Remember the time when we danced because we had to? You chose me as your partner. I have no right to put interpretation to it. We had to dance for grades. Remember during practices? It wasn’t easy for me because you weren’t a good dancer. Remember that time when you couldn’t get a simple step?
Hey guys, I have a question for you all, feel free to answer in comments- If you were given a choice to live as long as you want, how long would you like to live?
Why don’t people appreciate when someone does something amazing for them 😒 They really should, till time runs out.