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[aarti-writes]

Dear Future Pyaar❤️

Just thought I'd write you a little note thoda filmy style mein before we actually meet.

I hope you love chai as much as I do. Agar nahi, toh koi nahi , I'll make you a convert. Chai is bae, after all.

If you can tolerate my K-drama obsession, especially my random dialogues and funny dance moves , then you're already a keeper. Sarangeo❤️

I hope you're ready for our food adventures. From street food to fine dining, hum saath mein sab kuch try karenge. And yes, I will share my manchurian with you (sometimes).

We don't just travel to places; we travel to new cuisines. Samosa in Delhi, pizza in Italy, or momos in the hills- you name it, we'll eat it.

Hope you're up for binge watching shows and then arguing about what to watch next. K-Drama ya Bollywood movie? The eternal dilemma.

Be it beach or a bustling street, walking hand in hand, talking about everything and nothing - can't wait for those moments.

Just a heads-up, I'll drag you to every pani puri stall we see. And yes, the challenge is on to see who eats more!

I promise to be your cheerleader, your partner in crime, and your pillow when you need one. We'll make our own little filmy story.

So, dear future love, bas thoda wait karo , I'm on my way (or maybe you're on your way? ) Let's make our life a beautiful mix of love, laughter , and lots of food!

[aarti-writes]

It's been a while......

It's been a while...........

Since I last thought about you

A while since I left you behind

A while since I left us behind.

You haven't been on my mind lately.

I don't dream about you anymore.

I don't dream about us anymore.

I guess I've moved on.

Maybe I've realised the fact that you and me.......

We just weren't meant to be.

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To the person who gave love but never got love in back.....

Dear Someone,

I don't know whether I should ask this or not. Maybe it has been a long time and no one might have asked you, "how are you?" Tell me how are you? Are you taking care of yourself? Are you taking food on time? I know I'm just a stranger but I feel like asking this because I know the pain you're going through. Maybe you're sad.

You're broken. Isn't it? I know I can't come and hug you but I'm sending virtual hugs for you. May you heal and prosper.

Everyone says you're sensitive, over-emotional. Trust me they are the people who don't understand and deserve you. And the fact is that they can't be like you. It's not easy to be a person who can give love to everyone and never get back anything in return. It hurts, it fucking hurts and no one can better feel this thing other than you.

You're sensitive, you trust people, you see their good side, you give them love. You have the pure intensity of care and affection. I can understand your pain when you need someone and find no one around you. You call people to tell them about yourself. Everyone says they are busy or some of them don't pick your call. Do you know why? You chose the wrong person to share the emotional breakdown. And trust me it's so heartbreaking that no one can better understand the situation than you. You want to shout at that moment, you want to cry at that moment but you fail to. Because you have no one except yourself.

I know it's not a phase. You're kind and honest, but trust me one day you will get over every person, from them whom you gave your everything. And never change yourself. Because you're pure. It's okay to not get the love but it's not okay not to love yourself.

Just remember everything. When you will be all alone and broken. Just remember, there is a friend, who can listen to you even being miles away.

A text away every time.

Wishing to be yours, healer, someday.

Love.❤️

[aarti-writes]

Validation Slips......

It's a shame you see nobody seems to appreciate it when I tell them -

I don't like dressing up.

I don't like pink or purple or

Whatever colors seems to define feminity.

I don't like to hide my feelings.

I don't like to shut my mouth.

I don't like to be told what to do all the damn time.

I don't like to be the woman who is hungover a man who feels love in grey for two women at once.

Nobody wants to accept me when I tell them -

I like to go out with my hair undone or dyed in blonde or cut short.

I like black on all days, blue or not.

I make the first move, I'm not a patient woman.

I'm not the woman who can't stand for herself,

my mother has raised me a warrior,

so if you do me wrong, be ready for retaliation because I'm a goddamn rebellion.

I call in for home delivery,

I don't count the carbs or calories,

I don't make my bed every morning if I don't feel like it.

And if I love a man I let him know,

For this world is rapidly developing and growing out of space,

I know where to built my home.

I know who I am what I need to do.

I'd care less if you accept me or not because I've never learnt to live with validation slips........

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Dear me,

Dear me,

I know you are angry at yourself for trusting people, for caring about people. You hate yourself because you lost yourself somewhere in the midst of being so submissive to them.

You forgot how to smile while making others do so, you gave shadow to the ones who took your light away.

You're not angry at people, you're angry at yourself. Deep remorse is flowing all over you and it's depth can't be defined.

But I would like to tell you that it is not your fault, you're not the one to blame. You're one of those who add colors to this bleak world, you're one of those who plant captivating blossoms on people's barren lands, you're the cold breeze to people living in deserts, you're the warmness to people living in hills, you're an umbrella to people suffering in harsh rains.

You're not at fault for giving your heart to others, they're at fault for not valuing it, they're at fault for taking it for granted, they are at fault for shattering it into nothing but pieces.

You are your own sword, you are your own melody, you are your own hope and you are your own respite.

People are blind, people are unkind !

They will never want you to shine. You have to retain it and give it to those who need it.

No matter how people treat you, your imprints on them will never leave them, they'll crave for you when their grandeur will abandon them miserably.

You have to love yourself, you have to be unapologetic to yourself since you're the epitome of kindness in their world of cruelty. Make this nature of yours, your power, make these feelings of yours, your light!

Don't let others negativity supercede your vibrance.❤️

[aarti-writes]

Just Because I'm a Woman

I can see you're disappointed.

By the way you look at me

And I'm sorry that I'm not

The woman you thought I'd be

Yes, I've made my mistakes

But listen and understand

My mistakes are no worse than yours

Just because I'm a woman.

So when you look at me

Don't feel sorry for yourself

Just think of all the shame

You might have brought somebody else.

Just let me tell you this

Then we'll both know where we stand

My mistakes are no more worse than yours

Just because I'm a woman.

Now a man will take a good girl

And he'll ruin her reputation

But when he wants to marry

Well, that's a different situation

He'll just walk off and leave her

To do the best she can

While he looks for an angel

To wear his wedding band.

Now I know that I'm no angel

If that's what you thought you'd found

I was just the victim of

A man that let me down.

Yes, I've made my mistakes

But listen and understand

My mistakes are no worse than yours

Just because I'm a woman.........💔

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Someone......

Today I stopped trying to be "someone" for somebody

who never thought of me as anyone appreciated and important to them.

Inside I know the space I had for them is now crushed and broken.

Let the facts be out in the open and the truth be spoken.

In time it will be for the best, although I feel an emptiness knowing what I considered worthwhile proved shallow and unreal.

I've learned sometimes emotions seem clearer than perception

and eventually can lead to a heart breaking revelation

that someone cherished proves that their friendship was in fact deception.

I cry tears of realization that once again

I believed that lies that were in disguise and covered up.

Honesty was masked with coy flattery.

Why was I so darn naïve?

I can and will move on, but I won't forget

I was forgotten and actually believed a lie.

Not a lie out of mouth.......but of the heart.

That piece of friendship is now torn apart....

I mustn't be sorry for the encouragement and love I shared because I know what I offered was itself a dare.

A dare to let someone be a part of me.......

who didn't find a reason to care.

Moments like these are rare,

moments that I feel what I felt to be "nothing" now and bare.

Thanks for the lesson learned and always remembered.

You were "lucky" someone who successfully got a part of the best of me.

Now I'll throw away scattered and useless pieces and leave you be.......

[aarti-writes]

Love....

When I think about love....

I see a boy with

Eyes the color of

The most beautiful shade of brown

Making me laugh

At the stupidest jokes

Anyone could think of......

When I dream about love

I see a Sunday

Where he lays out

his paint brushes on the green field

That lays beyond

our tiny but cute house.......

His hands creating

Art out of seemingly

random colors......

While I sit under

A canopy of trees

Smiling and looking at him.....

Then laying open a book and

Writing about us

When the dream ends .....

I wake up and see nothing but

An empty bed

With no one to hold hands with.....

They ask me about love

And I tell them

That it makes you laugh

It makes you smile and

It finally leaves you with nothing.....

And still

You find yourself

Holding on to a little shred of hope....

That one day

Love wouldn't be this sad.....

Just like my poems.

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Memories.......

In my weak moments

I remember

what we did and who we used to be

All the little details

That I'm fighting to forget

despite the small reminders

that I find everywhere

and I also wonder

If you sometimes do the same

for when we cannot meet in reality

Maybe we can meet in the "MEMORIES"❤️

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To walk an extra mile.............

Take me with you to the darkest hour of your life.

Take me with you where your every fear reside.

Take me with you to show where your anxiety hide.

Take me with you to show your bright and happy side.

Take me with you to see the northern lights.

Take me with you to see the paranoia you always fight.

Take me with you to share the last pizza bite.

Take me with you to see the world's brightest side.

Take me with you to show the things where your soul lie.

Take me with you in all your good and bad days.

Take me with you to the place in your heart where love reside.

Take me with you to walk an extra mile.

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Here's to every old fashioned heart!

Here's to every old fashioned heart, We still love the smell of love letters more than video calls or chats.

We still love the idea of being permanent one instead of being a one night stand.

We still love the meetings at "tapri wali chai" instead of Starbucks Coffee.

We still love the smell of rain instead of dating on tinder a trend.

We still love the smell of rose in a notebook rather than

having candle fragrances in your room.

We still love the idea of emotional nakedness before physical nakedness.

We still love the idea of being a 5 pages love letter in a

world where relationships status keeps changing.

We still love being someone's poetry rather than posting pictures together on instagram profile.

We still love the appreciation and blessings around rather than getting comment "Couple goals" done right.

We still love to sit under the stars instead of having shots in the bar.

We still love the idea of black and white but loves in color. We still love the idea of being in love...........

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Goodbye to what we had.......

Sometimes you have to realize that everything will end. It isn't life without hurt. I never expected to be alone again but I guess it's for the better. I always wanted to give you more than I could give. I wanted to be a different person. I wanted to make you smile for whatever reason. It's pretty much what we do for people who don't deserve us, and none of you deserved me. I should be more selfish in my times of overthinking. I get into a habit of erasing every face I knew as I try to start anew. It wouldn't be like me if I didn't.

The only thing that hurts right now is being lost within my thoughts. I'm unsure of what is happening or if I'll ever be complete. I keep thinking, and I keep thinking until I overthink. I'm changing like the seasons yet I feel ashamed of being broken. I have to let this go. I have to push away the part of me that feels to be a little less human. I've never been the type of person to open up their feelings, but I have to. I have to connect to everyone who isn't you.

I'm replacing all the guilt with my emptiness instead. It's what's best. I have to learn to change myself again to remove these remnants of the past. It's quite funny, isn't it? I used to be alive and now I feel as though I'm dead. The silence was overbearing, but I always knew love and friendship go away. I had to let go of everything I felt just to be the monster that I am today. This is goodbye to what we had.......