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it’s so insane to me that most of the people you meet in life are just passing moments. you’ll know them for a brief period of time before they’re a stranger again and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it because that is just how it’s meant to be..

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Attachment sucks.

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Jo tum pyaar se Dena chaho 👀

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Ab uski aadat si hogayi hai 👍

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adhoori mulakat hee toh, fir se milne ki wajah hoti hai.

- Gulzar Sahab

[maiberanghunakoichamakhai]

reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break

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I don't know; I kind of think that our culture is based around systematic denial of human limitations. I mean, there's the eight-hour work day (which is about 4 hours longer than most people are consistently able to remain productive); buffing your qualifications on job applications (which everyone needs to do to some extent, because everyone else is doing it); the expectation of multitasking, even though it's not really possible; academics are running around with impostor syndrome, ultimately because there's only so many books that an individual is capable of reading, while a bunch of liars and grifters pretend that they're experts at *everything* and are held up as thought leaders. Billionaires are held up as if they're just incredibly hard workers, photoshopped movie stars held up as if they're just incredibly beautiful. We feel guilty for not being something that never has and can never exist.

[maiberanghunakoichamakhai]

"your eyes are beautiful" is okay

But "aise naino ki baato me koi kyu naa aaye" is just uhh 🩷

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Why am I never normal? 🥲

do u have a pinterest board on the type of love u crave or are u normal?

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[maiberanghunakoichamakhai]

A poem based on a dialogue:

Iss Duniya ki bheed me,

Sirf ek wohi pasand thi ,

Ki hasti wo thi ,

Par dopamine hum me release hota tha,

Ki aansu uske behte ,

Or Dil khoon rokta humara,

Uski aankho me kuch to tha jadoo ,

Ki khoya me aise jaise ,

Khilonon ki dukaan me 5 saal ki ladki ,

Ya Prem ke baazar me premi ,

Or jadoo uska dugna ho jaaye,

Jab waha humse nazre milaaye,

Use bolne ka shaunk tha,

Or mujhe uski sunne ka,

Uski uljhi huyi zulfon ne mujhe uljhaya tha,

Or unko suljhaana hi ab mujhe suljha sakta tha ,

Me usme nahi par uske khayalon me bikharna chahta tha ,

Usko Jaan ne me hi apna waqt guzaarna chahta tha ,

Wah haseen to bhut thi,

Par uski baaton ki to baat hi kuch or thi,

Shayd yah kavita wesi reh jaayegi

Jese me uske bina......adhoori

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Pov : How I would want someone to perceive me!!