I really love the idea of romanticising life but not in a way perceived on social media where it all feels like a compulsion of looking cute, clicking cute pictures and loving things. Honestly romanticising doesn't mean any of that, it's not about loving things forcefully but about appreciating things. It's about finding beauty in the chaos and celebrating it instead of waiting for a perfect moment or a perfect place. The idea of romanticising life is more about finding moments of peace in your daily life instead of wishing to escape your life. It could be you just drinking a cup of coffee on a morning but without any anxiety in your gut, it could be the colourful sky at the time of sunset, it could be you journaling in your cute diary, it could be the whispers of gentle breeze, it could be a mere look at the sky. Romanticism saves people by actually filling people up with so much of gratitude for everything and everyone.
"It's disheartening to see how society often prioritizes physical appearance over intellect and achievements. A recent example is the trolling of Prachi, a Class 10 UP board topper, who was mercilessly criticized for her looks by millions of Indians. What's even more tragic is that she has been open about her struggles with PCOD (Polycystic Ovarian Disease), a medical condition that affects her appearance. Despite her impressive achievements, the hurtful comments about her looks will likely stay with her for a lifetime. Let's please stop judging and trolling people based on their physical appearance.
I don't want you to meet on any dating site , I want you to meet you in a random library where I am tired searching a book and you will enter out of nowhere to help me and will guide me "that the book is next to me" . I don't want to predecide everything to impress you , I want situations to be thrown infront of me where you access me naturally . I don't want to meet you hiding my vulnerabilities behind me . I want you to meet me with my flaws, my rawness decorated with my silly mistakes
A Weekend morning with you, lazily walking around the house, kissing you on your forehead, showering then going out with you, some shopping then lunch, spending noon in the bed napping together till evening, again out together, long drive & ice cream, cooking dinner together, eating then falling asleep, cozy 💘💘
Made the cutest edit of my life. Never rlly edited much like this cuz it's not rlly my style. But I had this planned since a week. After 100s of drafts it's finally ready. I hope u guys like this oneee💗💗💗💗💗
What is this gross fetishization and sexualization of Bengali women? I recently came across a reel on Bengali women, and it was a very simple reel. But the comment section 🤮
Men were slut-shaming and hurling creepy insults at Bengali women (even women were doing this). Almost every Bengali woman is apparently sexually active, a bloodsucker, and a man-eater. What is this? Slut-shaming an entire community for no reason at all?
Also, don't get me started on the whole black magic thing. I am tired of black magic jokes; they're not funny anymore. Especially when people are using it to justify their creepy behaviours. It's freaking 2024; you can't just go around calling women witches for being independent and liberal.
(that's not the only thing, they are also making homophobic comments on Bengali men , calling them weak and unable to control their women!
Oh also let me add, Bengali women are not ideal Indian women because they are too out spoken and independent.
"When someone compliments a specific feature of yours that you previously thought was a flaw, it can help you start loving and appreciating that part of yourself again."
"I am a madman, I am a danger. In my mind there are other worlds creeping in. The heavens and the earth collide, and I do not know where I am"
"Do you love me?"
"You do not wish a life with me for yourself, No one wishes that."
"George..I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. I will tell you where you are. DO YOU LOVE ME??"
"I LOVE YOU!!!.. From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall, I have loved you desperately. I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Charlotte. My heart calls your name."