It’s all about loving someone <3

Fall in love with someone who chooses you as confidently as you choose them. Don’t settle for less, you deserve to keep the love you keep trying to give everybody else. Find someone who makes you laugh, and laughs with you. Because life is too short to spend your time being sad. Recognise who can detect the slightest change in the tone of your voice. Love is all about understanding each others’ silent notes.

Fall in love with someone who appreciates your constant nervousness, impatience and jealous moods. Because people like that are hard to find. You’d rather choose someone in front of whom you can be yourself, you can act like a child and at the same time you can be mature when situations are tough.  Let him listen to your never-ending talks. If he can listen and not get irritated, you know he is the one. Give your heart to somebody who knows how to make it up to you after hurting you. Sorry isn’t always enough. Open your heart to someone who lifts you, fights for you when the reality of life gets difficult and discouraging. It feels good to have somebody out there, who constantly cares for you. We all are strong, yet we do need someone who would remind us what love feels like, everyday.

Fall in love with someone who challenges you and inspires you to think and feel. You’d never fear anything after. Dedicate yourself to the person who stands in awe of how you bloom and flourish, someone who loves you not only for who you are, but for who you have the potential to be. Someone who makes you do something you’ve never done before, someone who sees the wars within you, and feels your insecurities. You’d never have to imagine what loneliness feels like.

Fall in love with someone who ignites a wildness within you, someone who grows your mind just as much as they grow your heart. There’s always room for improvement and being better. Struggle to find someone who supports your dim, who embraces your light, someone who always wants to be your best when you are not at your best, someone who reminds you of every strong thing you are whenever you feel feeble, someone who does not make you feel you are hard to love. Life is not solid rock. In this life everything can be handled easily. You have one heart, give it to someone who does not call you weak for crying, for feeling so softly and deeply. Someone who adores the innocent you, and wipes off your tears. Let him make you cry, but see him making the efforts to make you smile.

Fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you are unwanted, someone who makes you feel like a home you can always return to. If he makes you feel like you can do anything in the world, whether it is right or wrong, and he’d be there to handle it, he is your knight in shining armour.

Fall in love with someone whose gentle touch gives you chill, who makes you want to dance throughout the night. Find someone who is like a poison you would drink, so toxic and enchanting at the same time, whose hands on your body feel like melted chocolate. Crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous, said someone.


Million small things make the love strong. It does not require him to give you flowers and gifts everyday, a compliment or a two would do the work. Let him love you. Let him express it in hidden ways. He might not always tell you, that doesn’t mean he does not love you.

People will talk and try to bring down your love, they will convince you once in every while and it might seem like he is not the one. Give him a chance. He is not used to the kind of love you give him. He hasn’t seen anyone crying for him, he hasn’t seen anyone missing him so much. He isn’t used to being taken care of like a child. You have seen his isolated side. If he could love you when he was at his worst, he would love you even more when he is at his best. Wait for it. Good things take time.

Fall in love with someone who kisses you, kisses you slowly, kisses you like there’s no place he’d rather be. Kisses you like he is not waiting for anything else, and not just like his hands under your skirt or tangled up in your bra straps. Someone who caresses your hair, and feels the unevenness of them. Let him feel your smooth skin, your imperfect body and your curves. Love is about loving the imperfections and accepting the flaws of one another.

Fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over.

And then you will finally understand why you had to wait for so long ❤ ❤ ❤

She told you….

“How come she didn’t tell me she was depressed?” She always told me everything. From everyone else around her, I know her the best. If she needed assistance, she would come to me first. She’s the type of person who can’t keep her problems and sorrows to herself. She adores me. And she knows I am always there for her, more than anyone else”, Arun replied.

Radhika hadn’t been herself in a while. She’d been keeping something from everyone, including Arun, lately. She was sad, and there was a reason for it, one she couldn’t tell anyone about, one she couldn’t put her finger on. She wasn’t sure if it was wrong or right. She expected Arun to comprehend. That one person who meant the most to her. She’d never had true friends, people she could call at 2 a.m. and lean on.

Radhika pondered whether those five years had any meaning now. How difficult was it to understand her? How difficult was it to recognize that she wasn’t happy and that she needed Arun to recognize that?

Arun grabbed Nikita’s shoulders and shook her. Nikita and Radhika weren’t best friends. They had only known each other for two years. Radhika never really talked about Nikita; all she said was that she met her at a party and that they started talking.

“Radhika informed you. She tried.”

She told you that when she began hiding in her room and stopped calling you, she began skipping meals and refraining from going shopping. She told you when she didn’t ask if you had lunch or dinner on time, when she refused her favourite ice cream, and when she woke up with dark circles under her eyes and frequent headaches.

She began responding in monosyllables and didn’t blush after you complimented her, but you were too preoccupied to notice. She stopped arguing with you over trivial matters, and her room was filled with countless alcohol bottles—the same room that had floral curtains and was once lit by sunlight but was now dark. You noticed her weight gain and found her sitting near the verandah with drooping lilies.

We, humans, tend to underestimate the importance of little things in life and take them for granted. All of this is accepted under the guise of “Human nature!”

Nikita responded, “She told you. Every day, every minute.”

“She expected you to notice. But here’s the thing about sadness: It’s quiet. It isn’t loud. And the reason you didn’t hear her was because you weren’t paying attention. Because there’s no way you wouldn’t notice if you were listening, or maybe…. you didn’t love Radhika enough.”

Because if you could love someone and keep loving them, then there isn’t a chance that you wouldn’t understand their silence. And if you can’t understand that, how will you ever understand their words?

You see there are two kinds of silence: the kind that unites, and the kind that separates. unknowingly, most of us choose the latter one.

“And that’s why Radhika left,” answered Nikita.

That’s why it is so difficult to decide between leaving and staying. Because whether it’s the right or the wrong call, the hurt’s always the same….

Forever love ♥

It had been quite a while, hadn’t it? You never really knew me well. I bet you don’t even remember me now. A friend called me today, saying she saw you with your friends- laughing and enjoying. I don’t know if I should be happy. After all, somewhere I still like talking about you. Or whether I should be sad because I have not been able to forget you. After all, you have a girlfriend, a perfect life, a reason to smile, and well, I have nothing. I realize that I should be sad but I am confused because talking about you reminds me of our sweet memories which have now vanished under the shadow of your new love.

Hell, I am not a stalker, but I want to know where you are? Because I miss you. No matter how many times I say I am over you and I don’t miss you, it’s just not possible. A part of me just won’t let go…I don’t know why. You have hurt me every time, insulted me, and taken me wrong every moment…never showed me that you loved me but I am still here, loving you forever.

We don’t talk now…But I see the glances that you steal at me. The way you look, that gaze, it now kills me because I feel guilty about the way I behaved with you every time. Is it your fault if you love someone else and not me? No. It’s mine. Just because I love you does not mean you have to love me back. But like the selfish person I am, I don’t think that I will ever stop getting jealous of your girlfriend.

Sometimes I think you love me, but then I think maybe it was nothing- those glances. Maybe I was imagining it. People say it leads to nothing, having a silly crush and being that young. They say I’ll tend to get over this silly love. Everyone does. But I know this love is not silly, and I won’t be able to get over it ever.

But it’s just a crush. It won’t hurt anyone. I still remember you laughing sarcastically at my bad puns; maybe you have already forgotten me. Maybe my name won’t come on your lips ever now. Maybe you no more remember my name.

Who knows?

All I know is, I wish, that a part of you still wants me. It’s okay for you to not show me that, I can live with the memories. But I just wish, you miss me. Miss me sometimes.

Because I love talking to you. How good you look when you smile. That smile- I’d die for. That smile makes me forgets half of my problems. That smile… I’ll love forever. Everything becomes strange when you hit that smile at me. I feel like this world never existed. These people never did. It’s only you and your smile that has kept me holding till now because nobody can love your smile as much as I do. Nobody can measure the depth of that smile ever. Because nobody can love you as much as I do.

You won’t believe me, I know that. But then it’s not about you. It’s about me being sure. You don’t have to believe, because if I start showing you my love to make you believe, that love will not be in its purest form.

I think about you off and on, replaying pieces of our conversations, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I have memorized your face, your voice. I might not recognize anything in the world, but you are that one thing I would still be familiar with. I would recognize your voice even when I am dying.

So I catch myself smiling again at what I imagine. I wonder what will happen next. I have hope. Hopes are not always good to have but then you are the only one with whom I can have hopes. Because I know you, I have, for so many years.

You might not talk to me, and behave rudely. But somewhere I know you love me. You keep denying it thousand times but if I know you and love you, I know a part of you loves me back no matter what. And you think I don’t care because I am always busy? But no…I do. I care. I cherish every moment spent with you.

I keep myself with friends only so that I can divert my mind from you. But that just does not happen. Everything reminds me of you. Blue reminds me of you. Music reminds me of you. Late night conversations remind me of you. Hugs remind me of you.

Even after all this, there are no words to express how I feel about you. I constantly search for the words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. You are my life, my heart, and my soul. When you go, I feel like how Bella felt after Edward left. She described it the best by saying “But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It’s like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.” I don’t think anything in the world can compare to her love for Edward. Doesn’t matter if it was fiction! The love they have depicted in the story isn’t artificial. Bella loved Edward.

I believe you are my person. Because I still remember the day we first met. I knew you were the one I was meant to fall in love with. It’s always been you and it is always going to be you. And that’s why I still love you, even though you don’t. I love you, even though there’s nothing in it for me anymore. There’s just loving you, but that’s enough for me. Knowing you is all it takes to love you.

You are, however, the person with whom I fell most intensely in love. You reached inside of me and made me feel. You are the lamp to an empty road, the thread to the kite above, the pacemaker to the heart, the ball in that tender glove. You fill my heart’s cylinder and transport me into peace, you are the good that destroys the evil in me, and you are my soul’s noble key. You are everything I want.

I believe love is the essence of everyone. But in the context of being between two people, it is also a verb and an action is a choice. Physical feelings are just that-physical. But the attraction of the mind and spirit- now that’s miraculous! I’ll always be close to you; you can come back to me always, regardless of distance. I am always a phone call or a memory away 🙂