Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.
There is no home as comfortable as your father's arms and no bed as soft as your mother's lap.
People don't change, they come closer and closer to who they really are.
I fell, she laughed. I fell hard, she laughed harder. Seeing that I kept falling till I fell in love.
Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.
Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from.
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you'd clicked 'Send'.
What was he? A mere human, stuck between the rungs of blended adolescence and nascent adulthood. What power did he command over the mysterious forces of love? Which sword could shatter the impenetrabl...
Despite wearing a Rolex, I have no time.
She walked away too far for me to call... and for her to hear my voice.
It's love when someone can touch you without using their hands.
I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?
In that one moment, I wrapped a thousand others. A lifetime of joy, sorrow, laughter, frowns, smiles, tears... life!
Little did I realise how much I would miss those ten minutes, those ten minutes in which I lived an entire lifetime.
I wanted to wash away our past misgivings in those tears that would run from our eyes and weave a new start by folding her in my arms.I wanted to, but I did not!
How strange it is that the house of these hedonic stalwarts is filled with all the luxuries of life, right from plasma televisions to Swiss bank cheque books. So how will they notice the tonnes of foo...
Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?
How could he maintain the apology in his eyes without getting carried away by her cherubic innocence?
Isolation, for him, had become a basic sine qua non for existence and loneliness, his sole companion like a perfectly faithful twin. He was someone for whom even happiness would cry for, mourning the...
One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.
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