Tales of Life

No , we don't admit.. When we are discussing things happening around the world with no sense of Time, did we ever admit ? When we trusted each other shared every emotion and secret with each other in our past, did we ever admit ? When we send those love and kisses in emojis to make each other's day, we even decided to stop, but did we admit why we stopped ? After all these happened we cried for each other's words, actions & promises but there are so many things still we've never admitted ! few times it seemed as if your emotions and thoughts are mine and mine was yours, but did we admit ? That is our connection between us maybe which we both knew but we don't admit.. And why should we ?, When we can give that thrill of ego in the name of patience to each other .. why should we admit ? When we both know how to break ourselves better than anyone .. why should we have to admit ? When we both know how to not care each other being happier than anyone, why shou...

She is my love ❤️, There is this moment when I felt nothing but numb and in that untold numbness those tears they fell down but only she dared to wipe ! Once, when I was staring at the wall and stuck in that serious darkness, she hit me on the head and told me I'm an idiot... And 'yes' , I really am may be. Once, when there is this deep fight between me & my father and I don't know why only she was staring at me from that corner and pleading my father and asking him " please don't ! " ... ! Once, when I'm teasing her about her appearance and she's crying insanely .. then also I didn't understand " why? " .. and I still didn't understand her sensitiveness and what is really making her cry about this.. I thought ! Then after many years when things changed a lot.. when she became a bolder woman ..when she grew older, strong and being more stable person .. her appearance now .. you still can hear from other people's mouth ....

Dear Anonymous 😂, From the day I knew nothing about you to this moment, I can feel that nothing has changed except the environment we've created to allow some reasonable play of that distractions in order to keep our day moving step by step and second by second, even when there are days when no words are spoken, even when there are days when I've shown my negligence being arrogant, but I've never stopped to care, for ' what you are ' and ' who you are ' just like you, but I've hurt you some times and silly were the things we've discussed though & those laughs for every one of my joke were so fake I can tell but at least you did them for real and I'm glad ! , Every moment spent with you is always a bliss that I can't explain because it isn't always about what I frame to explain, it is how you frame to understand the same thing from me because that is what maybe is the reason for us to be bonded together and my love for you is ete...

Once , there lived an atmosphere where ground reflects the shades of green with intervene, Once, that sky had that deep blue lew and those rare birds flew with a great spew crew, There are those waves where creatures lived with rave, crave and moved with care but not with fare. Once there is that rare deep cool breeze that drags you to a place that brags you in a silence that lags you. Once is gone ounce by ounce & inch by inch & matter by matter but all that we are left with are glean green seen on screens. Rare birds still flew with not great spew crew but with rue And after Once is gone and those raving waves still lived but not with creatures that live but once lived. And we are slowly moving to a moment where we brag of a place called 'breeze', still exists with ease. But we see this and only we can see this ! , but change happens with choosing what we have to believe in and that's truth ! 😉

"How to forget our late night deep conversations? How to forget our senseless yet making us laugh like crazy kind of jokes? How to forget our friendly treats for the games that are lost? How to forget our unplanned trips together? How to forget tales of lies which we made up for each other? How to forget our expressions that conveyed more than words could? How to forget our cat-fights when we were dying to talk but wanted the other to message first? How to forget your abuses expressing your concern for me? How to forget the list of embarrassing nicknames you tagged me with? How should I forget you, when​ you are my half soul. Tell me? How to forget my other half and move on? Can you assure me I'll get a new best friend like or someone better than you? No, you can't, and I know I can not get any other version of you, even if I try. You're what you mean to me because I love you just the way you're." ⠀

Tears are precious, use them wisely .

Tale of a brother ! He acts like he don't ,but he cares and careses much like the Dad ! He pretends to not share few , don't worry it's a setback to grab your attention.. Or maybe he wants you to talk to them first ! 😜 Very few in few ,but no one is as close as him in the crew ! Umbrella to Cinderella he could buy you anything , if you ask 😆😄 So only more could only be given to him today , not anything but it's love & few words with little time, respect not money but as many flatters as possible would help may be & He's all your's😉 like a fruit in the garden .. eat him or plant him , both ways useful. 😂

The day I made u smile, the day I made u cry, I had never imagined, There could be someone, For whom, I could leave everyone. The day we did talk, the day, miles we walked, I had never believed, I could love a girl this way, For a mistake, I would be sorry The day we sat at the cafe, the day we walked in opposite directions, I had never expected, I could love someone this much, Trying hard to forget gets my heart crunch. Times have changed, things as well, We have grown a years old After too long, I have been able to be bold enough, and but not ask, Oh my dear, Will u be mine for the rest of your life forever ?

Dear Brave Girl, I know how easy it is to fake a smile every day when you're surrounded by friends and family. I know how easy it is to tell everyone that you're okay. Show them how happy you are, when from the inside, you want to scream until your throat bleeds everything that you're holding within. I know that it's easy to laugh at the tiniest jokes and wipe those tears when nobody's watching. ⠀ But when finally you enter your room and shut the door, all the happiness and the smile disappears. You bury your face in the pillow, curling your body and cry your heart out, the night feels darker, and loneliness haunts you with the memories that are still alive. You hug the pillow as tightly as you could knowing that nobody is going to calm you down. ⠀ The feeling of turning into someone that you weren't supposed to, kills you little by little. You feel hurt. You feel alone. You feel weak. ⠀ ...

What is life? If the plane is going to crash suddenly a few meters a head of you, you'd obviously try to run for something isn't it?

She is innocent ! Her innocence is love Her love is tough Her toughness is blessing Her blessings are thoughts  Her thoughts are emotions Her emotions are bliss  Her bliss is her ego Her ego is her anger Her anger is an affliction Her pain is a sin Her sin is a demolition But "innocent" , still she is.