Rohan sat against the wall stroking his wife’s hair as he held her head in his hands. “I love you so much, honey,” he said crying, tears splashing on her auburn hair. He sniffed and wiped his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the box on his desk. He took a deep breath and opened
While I was sleeping peacefully in the morning, my mom was getting angry with the passing of each second. “Tia, don’t you have class today? Why are sleeping till 9 today, wake up” mom shouted in my ear. “Yes mom, wait a sec”. “No, you won’t once I leave the room, wait” mom left the
You’re Not Bad at Relationships, Your Relationship With Yourself is Bad, Time to pick yourself up now 🖤🙋♥️
And this time, this ‘yes’ will last for eternity. Read my Wattpad story here– Keeping up with rhythm
Remember those nights, when you were five I sat and held you down to calm your soul After your father left you The anger you had at 14, which you took out on me The lost time we had because of the two jobs I had in order for us to make it But it
I strained a smile and sipped from my cup. “It’s going to be okay, Rohan,” Tia said, leaning over the table to touch my hand. The lights flickered; I pulled my hand away, anxiety filling my stomach. She was confused. “I’m sure she’ll be found, you just need faith.” “Sure,” I responded, taking another sip.
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.
The door to the confessional opened, the light burned my eyes and I squinted. I heard the person sit, and I waited. “What have you come to confess, my child,” I said, listening to the heavy breathing in the booth next to me. “It’s okay, you are among God now.” “Forgive me father, for I
It was summer time and we were both young and ready for adventure and fun. I was a staff member at a summer camp, back from my first year at college and you were just out looking for some fun. I was a 20-year-old girl and to this day I remember your name as you
There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors. – Tennessee Williams Whatever you do, don’t succumb to the pressure upon you, it doesn’t bode
Once Storm was a little girl No one loved her As she bought heavy destruction with her Wherever she went. She couldn’t love the man Who yearned for her touch How could she have loved him? When she knew, even with the slightest touch He won’t survive her curse. © Pia Majumdar
Everything changed the year that we got married.And after that, we moved out to the suburbs.How young we were, how ignorant, how readyto think the only history was our own. A captive, hostage of your vicious anger.The facade of your caring baby blue eyesnow contorted with vicious cruelty.My once unbroken bodynow a mess of tangled
Tried to keep you out, but kept coming crawling back to you…. every time. What will you call this?
Love is accepting someone’s quirks and interesting habits and loving them for having those things. You embrace all of my flaws and never make me feel horrible for them. I love all of your quirks, like the way you fidget because you can’t sit still, the way you sit with one leg crossed over your
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 look in a mirror. I see my reflection. Staring back at me. I look in a window. I see my reflection. Running from me. I look in the water. I see my reflection. It’s rippling. But all this time. When I see my reflection. My reflection is the wall behind me.
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?
“Can’t you see I’m sick?” said my aunt reading a newspaper on a sunny morning in the winter season as leaves from the trees above her, fell one by one on her lap while she sips her morning batch of alcohol without paying attention to what I had to say. “I’m hungry,” I said thinking
Most people probably do not thank their grandparents for raising their own parents, but you did a great job starting and supporting the positive legacy that our family has. They are the original source of the blessings that keep being passed down each generation. Always cherish them, while there is still time 🙂
She was the first star Next to the moon Like a diamond ring In the nights sky Then something changed When he walked away now she’s the sea In the midst of a storm Thrashing around Ready to flood the world consuming everything in her way. . . . Hey guys I started writing a new
Rohan cursed to himself as he saw the figure that glowed back at him from the cash register display. He handed over the last of his money and with a pang of melancholy took his groceries. On the notice board next to the exit, he saw an advert, “Casual Work – Cash in Hand –
Here are some of my posts from insta, hope you guys enjoy ❤ ❤
Sucks right? 😦
Hey guys I started writing a new story and posted in Wattpad, Please give it a read. Here is the 2nd part- “You don’t have to be so mean” Let me know how was it, m waiting eagerly ♥️✴️🌻
In the middle of a beautiful city, there was a museum laid with beautiful marble tiles and with a huge marble statue as a part of the display. Many people from all over the world visited the museum every day and admired the beautifully crafted statue. One night, the marble tiles started talking to the
If there is no ‘Us’, then what is worth fighting for anything anymore 💔 Once broken, will always stay broken, far away from mend
Hey guys, good morning to every one. Kolkata is freezing right now, and m not happy about it ❄️⛄ Anyways, I had a question- does anyone know the deal with mason jars? I know they are cute and aesthetic, but how do people eat from them? Isn’t eating straight from a jar is a bad
Here’s a short poem, dedicated to all the girls out there, enjoy ♥️💞🔥 Learn to stay quiet Do not speak a word You’re allowed to be seen Not to be heard Your ideas will not matter Since you have that pretty face Otherwise your body Would be such a waste Yes, you are brilliant But
Growing up, I always wanted to go on a bike ride at night, something about it seemed really cool to me. It wasn’t until I was 13 that my mom finally let me. She told me to wear my helmet, have my phone, take a flashlight, and she set the parameters for where I was
Breaking silently, Without any difficulty Open your eyes and you’ll see, What a broken heart is meant to be. As it’s already past midnight, But not a light in you shines Maybe after sunrise, You’ll start to recognize, The blurry face in your dreams, That’s me waiting for you to realize. I wish I could