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What is peace for you ? 

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Do we ever talk about peace ?💫💫

We talk about our sorrows ,our good memories ,people and every crap we get .

But actually what is peace for you ? It could be anything like a place , a person, a song , an act , a thing .. literally anything .. personally I find peace in everything which give me good vibes , makes me feel worth it .

Some people find peace in the sunset and the other in the sunrise .. it doesn’t matter if your peace is different it’s not a big deal 

Comment below whats your peace 💙💙    I will be continuing writing . 

Rape. Not a choice 

What comes in your mind when you hear the word ‘rape’? There may be many thoughts. Why we don’t talk about rapes when its such a big issue in our society? What stops us ? 

What might be the causes of rape ? We blame the victims. But is it really their fault? I m just aking. 

If the rape was of how sexually attractive a person is than only fair , skinny people would got raped .            But no even the brown , chubby girls got raped ,too. 

If rape was of how much your clothes are revealing than the rapes would be more in summer and no hijab women would get raped.           But no even the burqa( a cloth worn on the face) girls get raped ,too. 

If rape was about how much they drank than the sober people wouldn’t got raped . But they do .

If rape was about how much sex a person had or have than the virgins wouldn’t get raped . But they do . 

If rape was about how educated or broad minded or literate a person is than only educated or hipsters might get raped . But no, even the uneducated got raped ,too. 

Living in a world where we blame the victim is kind of hurtful. Get raped is not an option for the victim,its not even fate. Its the disability of the rapist that he/shewas so weak that he/she couldn’t even control his/her feelings. Not even feelings but something which is toxic for the world 

Amen to the victims 🙏🏻.

✨Best F.R.I.E.N.D.S✨

Like diamonds friends are also forever (p.s. If you love em ☺️) it would be better if i say the memories are forever,eternal, everlasting, breathtaking, heartwarming and what not. 

We all make best friends once,twice ,thrice or more times in our lives. They may not be our best friends now but still we have those time spent with them , fresh ,crisp and lovable. 

In 2k15 i made a best friend too (  after getting a 0.5% mature 😂) i was not so social in my past like i’m now . So i would like to tell my #bestfriend story.

I was not even a teenager in 2k15 but a little more mature than everybody at that age. It was starting of the new session. I was going  for my art class and as I stepped out of the class ,A tall , fair, cute girl was standing out . As she was taller than me i just stared at her admiring how pretty she was and how jealous i was😂honestly . She said ‘hi’ and so did i. She told that she is a new admission in the school and her section is same as mine . She asked me to help her out , so I assured her a seat at the first bench and told her the timetable and all important stuff. I kind of didn’t liked her much . I don’t know 🤔 why .the time passed and it was a time for summer vacation. 

Soon even that ended. We were still a lot like strangers because as i told i ‘was’ kind of not very social. 

But what we know about the destiny, right ? Slowly slowly we were getting close to friends and I didn’t even realised it. We were hanging together, attending classes together and doing everything to-gether .

Soon i was so close to her that it was impossible to imagine a day without her. Like it became a habbit. We had all the fun from boys to the noise .trust me it was hell yeah good feeling .  I was making a good , true friend after a long time( a very long time ). 

But good times are not forever. It will pass someday also. 

It was December and it was her birthday 🎉. We were hanging out in the cafeteria with burgars in our hands . December is the time of annul function at our school so we had to assemble at the noon near the stage for practices . Aisha(name is changed and this is my bff)went to meet her boyfriend in the ground and there they clicked picture together like a cute couple . Its kind of forbidden in our school of making boyfriends and girlfriends.  

A peon saw aisha and her bf together and told every teacher in the school. The teacher betrayed her so much and called her mother. Her mother is kind of protective and conservative type .Her mother was furious and angry like I can’t even imagine . 

Her mother was not very supporting  of my and aisha’s friendship . She thought i was spoiled and contagious to her daughter . She believed that i was the one of convincing aisha for making boyfriends. 

That time was hard and hard . She was not even allowed to talk me over phone.

February came and so our papers. I was so depressed due to my exams and what could be worser when aisha told me that she is leaving the school . I was shattered into pieces. And with a lot of courage I uttered a single word ‘ why’ and walked away. 

Those nights were horrible and depressing. I was not okay. I cried in the night everytime i got the thought  that she was leaving me alone here with the people who were alot like strangers to me. The fact that she is leaving in a month broke me inside and out . That friendship goal was going to end. 

But as its said wake up bright , I convinced myself that i will make more memories than regrets . I will fill my heart,mind, and body with every memory i got. 

We made many memories from scribbling on the tree writing my name an hers and bunking classes so that she can meet her boyfriend. 

Soon the day came when i was looking aisha for the last time. It was like stabbing a knife. We bought our t-shirts so that we can write some messages on them . 

With the heart filled with love , eyes filled with tears ,i hugged her tight and whispered in her ear ‘when we will grow into fashion stars , we both will go to Paris together ‘ she smiled and wiped her eyes which were looking like gold and hugged me tighter. 

With the last wave of my hand i said a biggg byeeee to her . And that old me –non social, egoistic girl was changed into a very social girl 

I miss her, i miss her everyday and pray that she is happy. 

She taught me not to care what world says which the quotes were not able to teach me . She was fearless and eternal beauty . She taught me how ro make friends 

This is my experience of making a best F.R.I.E.N.D. Forever ⭐️⭐️⭐️✨✨✨✨✨✨✨⭐️⭐️⭐️
Comment your bff story or jus tell me how feel about this one 😀

A poem dedicated to Regrets 😞🌚


Everybody has regrets in their heart and when you go to bed every night it feels guilty of not doing . These are regrets. Wish i did that,wish i said that..this thing eats you up and your moment. 

So i have poem deducated to regrets: 

We ll die one day,

With the things left to say. 

The skin will be pale,

And you’ll be in pain.

With all the regrets in your heart deep down,

With all the questions left to be found.

You’ll remember the sun shining so bright,

You’ll even remember the stormy night.

In the starry night when the moon will glow,

eyes will be closed wetting the pillow.

And you’ll regret everything that’ll stuck in your mind,

Even the wounds that your mind can hide.

And you’ll be on your own,

With feeling no body but only bones.

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