Quotes collection

Sometimes only way to refute sweet lies is by confronting them with bitterest of truths.

Sheis a woman. She sacrifices. She is loving. She is the companion.
What if she decides , that sacrifice is a cliche, what if she made love a thing
disposed at will, what if rather walking beside you she choses a path that runs into walls.
She will still be a woman .
She will still be a human.

Love! It destroys
all, it cures all. And it depends upon your luck what happens first.

Its better to conclude the story in the mid, when you can foresee the incrdulity of
its end.

Hands of universe heal broken hearts the way it feeds empty stomachs.

Love was that blue elixir for her , that even if it didn’t exist, she would create
it with the tip of her pen.

The one way to pay back to universe is to do the good to someone that was being done to you.

Goodness of people around me makes me feel bad about my badness. Their lessons their
sermons,depreciate me from human to humanette.

Once lost , I am irretrievable.Either from memory or from memory cards.

Sometimes that’s enough to be grateful for when you don’t need anything to pray for or shop for.

We both were so compatible. With a will to knock each other down. Persistently
unpredictable. Me and life. Wild verses wild.

I fear the day when I’ll start thinking with my mind instead of my heart.

Only if we confess, the person we love is not always the person we need.

The girl that I know, with an untamed heart and an uncontained soul, how she
willfully let herself slid into the slippery arms of fate. It just bemuses me,
the lure of fate.

We all deserve, what we think we deserve.

See how infinitesimally grand this universe and its discourses are; and that’s strange how ludicrously small events like coming and leaving of people can let the
earth shake beneath our feet and make stars fall from the sky.

The avalanches. The volcanos. The ice bergs . They were created so that the word
magnanimous is born. Similarly pains, 3:00 ams and tears were created so that
human hearts could wake up to another day.

That’s amazing, that as we grow how masterfully we learn how to hide the way we loved, the way we were loved, we erase every trace of it from our eyes as well as from our conversations, how more we talk about everything that is not about love.

I was never interested in four-walled bound love, i want it to be emanated ,
resonated and echoed from every action, every word ,every silence,every smile
,even from goodbyes.

We all have that maniac in us, which can be so very sane at

If you can’t be someone’s reason for happiness,and neither can let them be happy part of
your life’s chapter, the best thing you can do is part the ways. Find your
reasons for happiness and let them find theirs, life is too short to extract
happiness out of illusions.

Since so long my soul is just craving for itself, while my heart has become too free
to commit to anyone or anything.

Sometimes you want to keep someone’s memories in your heart and mind forever because, you want to live in someone else’s life forever , you fear karma. You don’t want to believe that there exist a fate where you will be forgotten. And you can bear
being unloved or being hated, but one can’t bear being forgotten. Its like
being sceptic about your own existence.

You make people moon , your star and the night sky, and then its dawn. You dust the
shimmer off your hands, and greet the blazing sunlight. That’s life’s way of
reminding, you are only left with one choice ; Moving on.

One of the biggest demerits of growing up is , you start realising that love is not
EVERYTHING but just a tiny part of it.

I have always believed people who hate me, have known me more than the people who love me.

I feel death is a revenge taken from life.

Don’t lose your sanity for this insane love, cuz atlast you have to live logically to fit in this illogical world.

Sometimes people come in your life like a Band-Aid, when your wounds heal, its nature’s
way of saying its time to let them go.
Accept. Bow. Surrender.

There will be a day, when the fragrance of my words will be replaced by her perfumes;
the colours which you try to sort in my smile will fade in her vibrant wardrobe
collection, my voice will be no more than a pause in her enticing
conversations. Believe me baby everything will be okay. Life is all about
Love Your Ex to be. ❤

believe in love which is seen, expressed,written or painted, since all the
havoc causesd in my life due to dreams , words and promises, I no longer
believe in abstractions that linger between reality and delusion.

Back then I was so naive that I used to think, tears are the only solution to the
problems which can't be solved, but now I have realised these droplets are
nothing more than salty water; its only your strength to smile,that assures,
you can get along with today.

You are loveable till you are gullible. Once you learn to not believe every word being
uttered, things are different .

Show people, how good are you, and they will show you how cruel is this world.

Walking past dreams we have to stumble upon reality at last .

The saddest part of the suffering is that you have to hide it. Cuz it looks
grotesque , even your own reflection in the mirror wants to disown it.

While you wait for a perfect happy life, don't forget to relish this moment which is
so perfect , the way it is meant to be.

Distance. Such a weightlessly futile and hollow word. But it has always saved people
from the mass destruction of all their hopes, dreams and expectations.

People will make you believe, you are difficult, impossible to live with. But as long
as you retain the urge to be good with yourself, you are doing well. Keep going
and take care.

Few things become so unreachable that you shun their reality by naming it as dream.

Don't settle for anything less than love and freedom, for later gives you wings and former
gives you courage for flight.

Let's start it all over again, but this time we will begin with 'forgetting'.

Only mediocre stories end with a happy ending. Everything sublime has to be sad.

Sometimes the best thing to deal with pain is ignore it. Pretend as if it does not exist.
Act as if you have never heard of this word. And there you go.

A woman living a life of her own, herself become an art form. Chaotic,
controversial, mysterious.

When you will recover from your brokenness , you will realise you were not broken but
you were being constructed.

Woman are selfish, no matter if you promise her the whole world but she will go with
the man, who will give her his surname.

all it takes to turn a dream into a nightmare ' is a fall of a mask'. And
kaabhoom ..

If writers and artists will admit this to themselves that they are not normal,
they can finally live with peace then.

And she was not willing to share herself with anyone. The decision was not taken
but was written on her heartbeats.

Irony of our age, emotions getting stronger and relationships getting weaker.

Isn't that fearful that now I don't fear anything ?

When I will fall in love rightly, this universe will be re-written in gold ink.

I want someone who will help me grow mentally, spiritually, financially and
beautifully towards the age where I won't feel old with him. ❤

Carry your failures like the madels and badges on your chest, for they are the sole
witnesses of your success .

Its not that Iam afraid of darkness , I just like turning on all the lights of my
house .Its not that I have forgotten what happened to me all those past years
its just I don't want to remember .

It might take ages for me to heal my old wounds and while Iam healing
I don't want anyone to make me feel alright.

eThough you never asked me to stay, but even then now I have
to take your permission to go.

Such are the departures which are never really seen but just happen .

The worst part of real life is , first it makes you believe in 'fairy-tales' but
later it let you stop believing in the ' happy endings '.