Once I Start Wearing A Payal, Do All These Nakhre Waagera, And All The Things Which Are Written Above,

If death has a flavor, it will still be less bitter Than the day you left me, a shadowed quitter. In the shadow of sorrow, where memories linger, I trace the outline of loss with a trembling finger.

In your absence, the world lost its sheen, A dull, gray canvas where color had been. Birds that once sang now silently grieve, Echoing the sorrow that you’ve made me believe.

The sun fades to grey, in a sky full of tears, Each droplet a whisper of our vanished years. Your absence, a wound that time cannot heal, A sorrow so deep, it seems almost unreal.

Each moment without you is a teardrop's fall, A silent whisper through an empty hall. The scent of loss lingers in the air, A fragrance of memories, too heavy to bear.

The taste of despair, a dark, bitter wine, Pales next to the anguish that is wholly mine. For in every heartbeat, a void echoes clear, A reminder that you are no longer near.

I wander through our memories, faded and torn, Clinging to remnants, by time worn. Your laughter, a ghost in the quiet night, Haunts my dreams, a spectral light.

Yet in dreams, you return, like a soft, fleeting song, Bringing a moment of peace where I feel I belong. But morning arrives, and the sweetness is gone, Leaving me empty, as I face the dawn.

The morning light, once a gentle gold, Turned harsh and cold as the tale unfolds. If death has a flavor, it's sweet in its rest, Compared to the ache lodged deep in my chest.

If death has a flavor, it’s a taste I won't fear, For it's gentler by far than your absence, my dear. Until then, I endure, with a heart that is shattered, Knowing no taste could be more bitter than what mattered.

If death has a flavor, a final sting, It pales in the shadow of your leaving’s ring. For death is a promise of a closing door, But you left me stranded, yearning for more.

Bitter is the taste of unspoken goodbyes, Of empty arms and unanswered cries. If death has a flavor, it’s a fleeting breath, But your departure is a living death.

-Varsha

there are some days when you have nothing to write about, nothing to talk about. Just you sitting quietly, listening to music, doing pending assignments and other stuffs.

You just don't have much to say. All you say is "fine" , "thik ache" , "accha" , "na korbona" etc.

To be honest, the above mentioned things are the most boring side of us, where we are just being "we" or "us". And we honestly cherish those boring side of us which others don't. And Its better to be fine with that.

Listening to this gives me comfort...

Tabu, Life of Pi, 2012.

Back at it again...

My ISC Exam is done... Now only chill chill chill

I don't know why but I am very much envious of the recent class 9 and 10 students who read "Julius Caesar" and in class 11 and 12 they will study "Macbeth" (This is the current pro forma of ICSE and ISC English)

Now my story, in class 9 and 10 our batch read Merchant of Venice and in class 11 we had Macbeth, so as usual in class 12 we will continue with Macbeth.

Questions may arise like "Why are you envious?". My answer to that question is, Julius Caesar and Macbeth are similar. Even in one of the Acts of Macbeth, Mark Anthony and Caesar were referred. The ones who are studying Julius Caesar will have no problem in understanding the plot of Macbeth because both are same..

I am jealous of you Juniors. (I have never found any problem but we could get something to discuss if we had a little knowledge about Julius Caesar like Torko And Jukti to be specific, like we could have organized a debate in these topics where one would glorify Macbeth and another one Julius Caesar)

Still you can't.. Hahaha

I’ll let you give me an embarrassing dak name

Lmaooo... Lemme think for a sec! Umm.. Uchingre lmao..

Didi you're like this song !!

A free and happy spirit 😊💙

😭😭😭😭😭😭 thankssss

hiiii sending you the tumblr hug🫂🤍

pass it on to as many mutuals as you want to make someone's day better :D

AHHHHHH!! I CAN'T TAKE SOO MUCH LOVE!! I HAVE REALLY GOT THE BEST MUTUALS

Tagging them

@intellectual6666 @choppedphilosopherharmony @aapki-shayara @aapka-shayar @shyam-kariya @enigma-the-mysterious @thecaffeinatedresearcher @jukti-torko-golpo @zindagi-se-darte-ho @anarkali-disco-chali @arjokonna @shadowseductress

Today something happened with me. And I sincerely want to ask my favorite mutuals that the thing which I have done is wrong or not.

So there is a guy who is blindly in love with me (I don't know he says so). I recently blocked him because he told me thay he has vivid imagination about me being his "wife". He told me he will love me forever. But I don't love him. I don't know why I just don't want him. I have been telling this to him several times but he won't listen. He is forcing me to love him. So I blocked him. Again he has created a new account and send me note saying that same stuff. I have again blocked him as he was destroying my mental peace. He is a very nice person but love cannot be forced. Even I fell in love (was it love? I really don't know) but I never forced that person to love me back because love cannot be FORCED.. NOTHING CAN BE DONE FORCEFULLY IN THIS WORLD.

my message to him if creates another account and tries to contact me: It was nice meeting you on study stream last year and I was really surprised to see you here as well but I never thought that you would force me to love you. So I beg you please don't contact me. I don't want someone who cannot be a friend. I am sorry but to me you are really not a nice person anymore.

Now I want to ask this to all my favorite mutuals. The thing which I have done is right or wrong.

@intellectual6666 @enigma-the-mysterious @aahanna @kaalboisakhi @arjokonya @sociallyawkwardpeanut (asking you as well because you are one of my fav mutuals whom I met yesterday) @natkhat-sa-shyam @misti31 @zeherili-ankhein @deepsayss @shadowseductress @dopebanditlightpie @choppedphilosopherharmony