my father keeps asking me "Teri tabiyat acchi hai?" because that's the only time i come to him, when I'm sick. So since then, he keeps asking me about my health in the hope that he'd be still helpful.
my father, he keeps finding purpose of his old soul's existence, my father, he keeps asking me if I'm okay, because that's the only time i run to him and he'd help me when I'm not okay. My father, he keeps coming to my room, his eyes tired, searching for something he'd be able to do. In his retired age, my father, he feels useless, my father, he keeps asking me "tujhe bukhaar toh nahi?" because that's the only time he feels he has a purpose, that he has something to be valued of, that he has something he could fix. My father, he keeps asking me "tu theek hai na?" because that's the only way he gets to listen, "haan mae toh theek hu, kya aap theek hai ?"
my father keeps asking me "Teri tabiyat acchi hai?" because that's the only time i come to him, when I'm sick. So since then, he keeps asking me about my health in the hope that he'd be still helpful.
my father, he keeps finding purpose of his old soul's existence, my father, he keeps asking me if I'm okay, because that's the only time i run to him and he'd help me when I'm not okay. My father, he keeps coming to my room, his eyes tired, searching for something he'd be able to do. In his retired age, my father, he feels useless, my father, he keeps asking me "tujhe bukhaar toh nahi?" because that's the only time he feels he has a purpose, that he has something to be valued of, that he has something he could fix. My father, he keeps asking me "tu theek hai na?" because that's the only way he gets to listen, "haan mae toh theek hu, kya aap theek hai ?"
I’ve literally gone on a deep dive of this weird phenomenon. The color just keeps getting lighter the longer she promotes this food dyed hidden valley ranch, the nutrition facts aren’t even accurate or spelled correctly, and some bottles are arriving rotten. I am just simply fascinated by this.
“ these words, they don't give it's purpose, these words, they slowly start to lose its meaning they depreciate and you'll eventually start to get used to them, and one day, me saying you “i love you” won't mean anything because it's worn out and used and deranged, it'll start to sound like how traffic is to us, this love i have for you will never come out the way i want it to and it will only translate into just something mere „
i agree, want it printed on a t shirt idc if it's too long to read
i made your favorite dish. i made you something you’ve never tried before. i love you. i spent twenty minutes chopping. my grandmother made this for me when i was little. i made this dairy free for you. i love you. i want to eat together. the onions made me cry. i love you. i learned this recipe for you. i love you. i made this special for your birthday. i love you. i know you don’t like peppers. i love you. i love you. i love you.