Yeh jo itna mera baat tumse karne ka mann hai, Baat ho gayi toh mai kya kya kahungi, Yeh jo itna mera baat tumse karne ka dil hai, Tumhe baat na sunni hue toh kya mai karungi?

I have leaped from heights I didn't measure, I have jumped from ledges thin that crumble, I have flown and fallen, I have risen and been buried, All this while, Hoping that everything always works out, Everything has, in a way, Always worked out. I'm glad. Are you proud of me?

This feels like an end, Of the day, Of the efforts of more than a year, Of question marks, But this is not an end, This is, in fact, A beginning, To a new era, A new phase, A new chapter, Where it all goes in my favour, Where I'm winning now, Where I'm making things happen.

I want to do so much, So much more than I am doing now, But time only allows me this much, This much should be enough now.

Jeet jaayenge aise hi, Mann bana lenge toh, Bahaane se hi, Kisi ke bulaane, na bulaane se hi, Asaani se hi, Bina kisi meharbaani ke hi Jeet toh jaayenge aise hi, Tere aane se hi, Tere chale jaane se bhi.

This, whole event is giving me the school and university days vibe, Right before the exams, When I felt super chill, While the whole class around me, Freaked out a little, And I secretly wondered, Why am I not freaking out? And that freaked me out, haha. Feels exactly like that. Like 2016. Maybe it all does really come around.

the sad part is, the plot isn't even good/bad enough for poems. oh, to have someone who i'm excited to talk to everyday just explained my mom what rage baiting is and then she said, yehhh toh mai tujhe roz karti hu. haaaaaaan, mummma, haaaaan!

Even a gangsta like me needs , "Someone who hears me rant, Then suggest me the simplest of solutions, Sends me songs randomly, Understands me without me over explaining every little thing, Buys me flowers, Tells me to sit back and not worry about a certain things, And actually takes care of it" sometimes .

The days feel longer again, And the nights shorter, Yet I want more hours in the daylight, And longer nights with you by my side.

I'm here to report to all the tarot card girlies that bombard my Instagram feed that they were kinda right. An old connection returns. What I would like to report as well, is, I don't think I want to keep the flame burning. While I maybe adding oil to the fire, I am also standing with an extinguisher behind my back. claws out 🦀

Ek woh shaadi wala ghar, ek woh saja hua aasmaan; Ek woh duniya bhar ka andhera, ek woh saja hua shaadi wala ghar. ✨

Ranjha-Majnu bhi mujhe, Aashiq hi kahenge, Dekh le agar woh bhi usse, Mere saath dewaane woh bhi marenge. Gore gaal hai, Lambe baal hai, Baalo par lipta mogre ka gajra, Choodiyaan chup hoti nahi uski, Hassi uski mere kaano mein goonjti hai, Baatein kam hi woh khair karti hai. Pakda gaya hu, Dekhte hue usse, Bas ek muskurahat dekar woh chali gayi hai, Ranjha-Majnu bhi mujhe, Aashiq hi kahenge, Dekh le agar woh bhi usse, Mere saath dewaane, woh bhi marenge.