Written by heart

This is so unfair...We can't contact each other when we need them the most. "Okay bye , will miss you."  After that hours passed and I was just waiting for your message...Just hoping that you reached back safely. Moon  replaced the sun but the notification did not came...I started messaging you , many messages but all in vain...Making myself calm by saying yes she might be busy. But for how long ? It was mid night and by now only one wish was there that please god wherever she is please keep her safe. Mind stopped working and heart stopped beating that night but message did not came. I was in tears unable to sleep and think anything just worried for her...Pillow got wet by my tears but the message did not came...Still giving myself a hope that she might be busy so unable to text me but she is  safe I know !! Thas was the longest night I had ever experienced. It was like the clock is ticking but the time has stopped.  Just thinking how ? How would I get energy to face...

The moment she was there in my arms the time freezed and heartbeat peaked.....Never felt so good in my life. All my pain and injuries were cured. The best medicine and the sweetest one I have ever taken was that hug...Though just for four seconds but the best four seconds of my life. It was so soothing and relieving that it felt like I have started a new life. It increased the trust between us and the bonding got deeper and deeper...It gave me so much energy to face the day that my confidence level was at peak that I can do anything. This love is so special and unique. Takes us to completely different world that you forget about society and everything. Shhh...What am I doing I can't tell and express everything what I felt...Let it be personal and special...              Written By : Shourya Sugla 😙

Standing still a statue made of porcelain  on my wooden floors That's how I wanted to be when I was young  a beauty to admire a delicate piece of art  held steady by the firmest earth  why did you have to walk in with stomping steps  why did you run towards me madly  skull in your hand  why did I not see the trails of blood  dragging from your feet that you never looked back at not once not ever who can see  when you dropped me and saw tiny pieces  white specks spread that  glittered you breaking me did you wonder how lovely it would have been to stand still and admire  the beauty I could've been the artistry of who I wanted to be that no one can see it anymore not even you now that I prickle into the world minuscule sharp shards Written By : Aaryan Gupta

What is my fear? Talking to a stranger? Naah...Giving a speech in front of hundreds of people? Naah...My death? Naah... Let me tell you... Coming back from school , school bag on my shoulder as a ten year old boy ringing the door bell and neighbour comes out to give me the keys "shourya your mom is not at home she has given me the keys you can enter home now." What! Where is my mom ? I want to see her and my heartbeat starts increasing...I enter the home search everywhere for her and then makes a phone call..."Mummy where are you I am very hungry please come back home fast." Hungry? Huh...At that time , time was still , brain stopped working and body got chills...Waiting for her in the balcony roaming here and there just waiting to see her shadow coming...Finally she is back home...I hugged her tightly telling again that please give me lunch but at that time my heart was so relieved seeing her face that my hunger was gone forever... Few days later "Mummy where ...

Sibling love is something special. But having a twin is something completely different. I speak from experience. Because I have both, siblings and a twin sister. She is 22 minutes older than me, which she always holds against me 😅. But that's okay. Because I would never want to miss her in my life. Because the strong bond between twins cannot be described. It exists, but no one can see it. Only twins can feel it. This invisible bond is your loyal companion and your connection to each other. Because as crazy as it sounds, I can tell when my twin sister is not doing well. We can be separated by continents. If something is wrong, I usually know before she does. Declare me crazy because that's what it sounds like. But a bond between twins is something supernatural and can only really be modeled by twins. They say so beautifully, a twin does not come alone. And that's true. Because where one twin is, the other is not far away. Because only together do you feel safe and complete...

  My heart And the breath Speeds up When you show up Muttering around Covering all the wounds Having the smile  for the second to look into your eye You having that girl Whom you call pearl I am standing behind Watching you and your love which is pure and blind You holding her hand cozily Me pleading to God firmly Hoping for your happiness And talking to God about this mess I was hoping But the way you have been looking I thought you have the same feeling I was wrong Which took so long I saw you kissing her forehead Then I made my mind and left everything behind which meant nothing for you it’s one side of love for me. written by- Swati                                              

The way you look at me is the killer moment.🔪 Seeing you talking is the most soothing moment.😌 The way you get angry is the cutest moment.😘  When you you come in front of me is the most nervous moment.😅 Your voice is the moment of having sweetest sweet.😋 The way you open your tied hairs is like nature's beauty.😍 Secretly looking at you is the most shy moment.🥰 Making an eye contact for a second with you is the best moment.💚 When you tell me that you love me the way I do is the rainbow moment.🌈 When you take out some time to talk to me without telling others is the happiest moment.😃 When you write for me is the most emotional moment.🥺 When you and I can't meet each other even when we are in front of each other is the saddest moment....😔                  Written By : Shourya Sugla  (^・^)

If I asked you, "What is your heart doing?" would you reply immediately, "it is beating" or "it is pumping blood". I'm right? The answer is not wrong. You are right about that statement. First and foremost, the heart is there to keep us alive by allowing blood to circulate in our body. Our bodies are supplied with blood, nutrients are transported and our circulation gets going, etc. But if you answered this question: "What is your heart doing" not with your mind, but with your heart and sometimes inside yourself, you would definitely answer differently. If I had to answer this question with my heart, I would answer that on the one hand my heart is fine. Because I have people around me who understand me, who make me happy every day. Who are always there for me, no matter what situation I am in or what state I am in. Because I can and may do a job that fulfills and makes me happy every day. Because I am completely healthy again, without restric...

Again , once again butterflies in my stomach. These endless number of butterflies tickles me whole day , makes me feel I am mass less and in antigravity area. The way you look into my eyes , the way you respond to what I say , the way of you speak just takes me to another world. Just an acquaintance maybe , but feels like a very strong bond getting deeper and deeper. You are the reason for adrenaline rush in my body increasing my heart beats but at the same time you become the medicine which calms me down. Just thinking about you makes me nervous in a positive way , do you feel the same? Waiting restlessly to meet you as soon as possible and getting some space away from this world full of judgement. Just a thought of hugging you gently to forget all our pains makes me feel shy and nervous. But it's something I really want to do. You are in my dreams , you are there when my eyes are closed. The morning reminds me of you the night reminds me of you just believing that one day you wou...

Whosoever girl/boy they both get harassed by someone not only girls, boys too and we don’t tell someone easily because we don’t know how they are going to react. I have seen persons who mostly say that if I am going to tell them they are not going to allow me for the college and they will not give me the phone. One of my best friends (girl) mother’s friend’s son, who tutored her and she used to call him bhaiya (brother) and of course no one can except things from those whom you know better and your parents also know them and what he did was he WhatsApp her and asks the question in which she felt uncomfortable and he asks thing about SEX and what’s your opinion about oral sex (definitely it’s far beyond the limit). The one whom you call BHAIYA asks such type of questions from you makes you feel frightened and when I ask her to tell her parents at least tell your mom about this and she said she is not going to understand and she will take my phone away and will ask several questions fr...

Who knows this? You meet a new person and get to know each other and after a few days you have the feeling you have known each other forever ...  The thoughts are so similar that it's frightening because you haven't known each other that long. You could finish each other's sentence with no problem.  You feel when something is preoccupying the other or something is on your mind. You have the same opinion on a topic, you can talk to the person for hours, but these feel like minutes. Everything goes by in a flash. Is not that crazy? Can that even be possible? So many questions and yet no answers. But do you have to have an answer to everything that happens? Or isn't it nice to take things the way they are and just enjoy them before the moment is over at some point? I dont know... At least that's how I feel right now. I got to know a very dear, soulful, understanding, unique and empathic person. I feel that way with him. In such a short time he has won my trust and loya...

I don't know if it's right or not in today's world , but I am a kind of person who can't see someone in pain.  He is bad or a good person doesn't matter. The story is of November 2020 there was a person in my colony totally depressed and thinking negative all the time. He was a bad guy, who can never treat someone by feeling that the person is really close to him. But it's my habit I don't know good one or bad that I keep the nature of person aside and try to bring the smile back. I started talking to him making him feel positive and motivated. With positivity he was able to work again but I realised that the  company of that guy is not good for me so after that I started ignoring him. He used to call me and text me, sometimes I picked up the call and reply but not everytime to stay away from him. He doesn't know how to respect girls and any other so how can I become a friend of such person? He started saying you are my brother and I'll call you up f...

Just for lucky, I wrote a song  And in the song, I brought her home,  Home, the place I could never be  I guess that's just my destiny Just for lucky, I wrote a song Destiny sometimes laughs at me,  She says Rupy why are you being so mean  Why don't you see the love I see,  Why don't you believe in me  Destiny sometimes laughs at me Just for lucky, I came back to life,  And one day I believe I'll make her my wife  We gonna have some beautiful kids,  And the nightmares will turn into beautiful dreams, Just for lucky, I wrote a song  And in the song, I brought her home... Written By : Aaryan Gupta

You wonder why you inspire me every day? I will tell you why. And in the end, you also know why you are a special and very important person. And why the world is only half as beautiful without you! She's a better place with you. When I write with you, you make me feel special, that my feelings and thoughts are also valuable. I can talk to you about anything, entrust everything to you. You don't judge me. No matter how crazy and abnormal it is, you always see something positive in it and say that I am unique, my heart is beautiful ... And all of these words show me that you and I are so alike. That's why you understand me too. Because we think the same, feel the same, etc. All of this is "normal" for you. I can be with you who i am. No thought or feeling is absurd. With you I can let my thoughts wander. Listen to myself without the fear of being judged. THANKS! Because you understand me without having to say anything. We are alike that I can hardly believe it. I fe...

Who decides on "beauty"? What do we mean by "being beautiful", "being attractive" or "conforming to the norm"? The ideal image of women is to have the body size 90x60x90, to be super thin, to have long legs, long hair, not to have a gram of fat too much on the body, otherwise one would have lost control of one's life, cook, wash and clean to have no wrinkles, no scar that could disfigure because it "doesn't look nice", great big but not too big breasts, a firm buttocks and and and ... And a man is "only" attractive when he is trained through, has a sixpack, when he is at least 1.85 cm tall, with little body hair, is the biggest asshole in the world, shows no feelings, is always strong and the woman shows where to go? But that's not real life. Nobody is perfect. Every detail, every difference, every supposed mark makes us an individual. Makes us unique! I love it when men "are not the norm" when they are ...

I live for a moment of honesty,  A glimpse of it even fleetingly.  And smile through the others,  Camouflaged as I suffer. Bring all the wine that you can spare,  I shall pay you straight and fair,  And yet not drink a single drop,  Inebriated by monsters that refuse to stop. In a world that ain't got time to expend,  We scramble for a soul to call a friend,  Bitter as we age with all things vile,  Trying to die slower until we die. You will ask the reason for such words, Thoughts too abominable to be heard, Advice me to be buoyant when things go wrong, Only to find a piece of you in every sad song. Written by : aaryan gupta

  Back then when time was golden, Talking about the time when we thought that a big ball of fire was the sun We had a single clock at home but noone was short of time Now everybody has a watch but nobody has a second Back then when time was golden, Coming from school and then running to play  We hardly cared it was wind or rain or scorching sun Back then when time was golden, A chocolate was all what we needed to be happy Our demands were not much then Back then when time was golden, No phone no laptops no tablets But trust me life was so much more fun Back then when time was golden, When we could not wait to grow up  And now we wish to go back to those moments Back then when time was golden, No youtube no instagram no fashion  But every moment was filled with entertainment  Back then when time was golden, Cycles used to be our pride  There was so much joy in those rides Back then when time was golden, When everybody used to be free And when we did not knew...

Where are you? How I would like to be with you. How I would like to be in your arms now. How I would like to feel how you hold me and to know that you are there and catch me when I fall. How I would like to feel your breath on my skin. Feel your breath all over my body. And to know that your breath is going faster because you want me. How I would love to look into your loving, honest, warm eyes. And know that these eyes do not perceive other women, because these eyes only see me, because I am enough for you as I am. How I would love to touch your lips, taste them and kiss them, because I know every word and every sentence you say is meant honestly and appreciatively. 'Cause I know these lips can't lie. How I would love to feel your lips on my body, the desire when you explore every inch of my body. How I would love to feel you just to know that you are really there. That I am not just hallucinating and that you are a dream that will never come true. How I would love to spend ev...

Sometimes situation occurs which makes us feel like if we never existed! It's the worst feeling ever as at that time we feel so low, lose all of our confidence, unable to focus on anything and just do nothing. It's completely different world full of thoughts and thoughts. It feels like I wish I never existed, I would be free from this hectic life, no pressure, no pain, no tears an nothing. In this hard situation we need to share our feelings with someone who would never judge us. We feel very lucky that this person is there in our life. That one makes us believe that how much valuable we are. Makes us feel sure that he's the one who would be standing there for you even if it's 3am. You feel better when you talk with them. You realise that how important you are to this world and have to exist in this world to complete your fate and your dreams. When you feel pain that person is the healer of your life, if you consider yourself as a marsh then he would be the lotus of you...

No matter what I do, how hard I try, it's always wrong ... Why am i not good enough?  I am honest with you.  At the moment when I write this, I am not fine. I feel misunderstood and not valued. It makes me sad that I actually want to cry. But I don't do that. Because who cares how I feel? Why cry and reveal my true feelings when there is no one who can and will help me? Why cry when nobody cares? I constantly have the feeling that I am not good enough, that I am not worthy of being spoken to, of trying to understand me, of asking how I am really doing.  But why is that so? What did I do that I deserve all the hatred and misunderstanding? I do my best every day, try to please everyone, forget about myself. No matter what I do, I feel like it's not good enough. Although I give more than I can, I tear myself apart, almost burn out. But it's never enough... No matter what I say, it is often misunderstood. Then I am labeled as arrogant, selfish, mean or rude. Although I am n...

 "Stop crying like a girl" "Look the way the car is being driven, it has to be a lady driver" "Look at those rags he is wearing, he looks pathetic" Almost everybody of you might have heard these sentences from some elders or even your parents. What is it called?? PREJUDICE Pre means early and judice means decision. So the early decision we make about someone be on his/her looks, caste, gender or behaviour is called prejudice. We have all prejudged people in our lives. So is it a crime? No, not really. Its an opinion we form of someone based on our first encounter without knowing much about the person. Thats not a crime sure. But if we treat someone differently based on our preformed notion then it becomes discrimination and thats when it becomes a crime.  So is it the right thing to do? Just because something is not wrong does not means its right either. Its our tendency to judge someone based on first encounters. Thats what we have been taught from the so...

You are perfect, just the way you are! Believe me To be honest, it makes me angry that people have such power that it makes other people feel like they are worthless. Who decides about the value of a person / human life? It really pisses me off. Because every human being, every living being has the right to live. To live the life he wants. Why do you have to prove yourself to other people every day? Why do you have to show that you have a right to your life every day? Why? Everyone was born for a very specific reason. We don't know that in advance. Only life and experiences show what one is meant for. Be it to be there to help others to go a certain way or just to make the world a better place because you live in it. Who knows?! Thats right... nobody! So please never feel you are useless, unwanted, worthless. Because there is at least one person in the world who is made for you, who loves you just as you are. Who accepts you just as you are. Who wants you just as you are. Who loves...

Today I want to confess something... Please read till end then only you'll feel it... I was a kid and whenever mom see you and me together she used to scold me. At that moment I used to beg her to not to tell my father when he comes back home. I started to be with you secretly without telling anyone. The years passed and a wall was created between you and me. But now it was the time that you should be mine forever. Found you in an ordinary shop 3 years ago. I was not excited the way I used to be in my childhood. You were an ordinary thing to me at that time. But I was so wrong. That day I found my companion! Unluckily you don't have hands but it always feels like you are holding my hand. In these years we have explored everything together we wanted. We have captured every moment of our life together and made beautiful memories together which was possible only because of you. Happy , sad , depressed , lonely or whatever we were always together. This journey was so beautiful I ca...

 MY FATHER  There are no words that can express my love for my father that how much I love him.... I can't express but it helps when we write down the things.... I havee seen him struggling for us working days and nights and he doesn't work in AC and in the summertime, he is doing his job only for us.... Yesterday, when I saw him and he was smiling towards me hiding his pain and working in the hot sun and comes home and he was asking me are you okay beacuse he knows that in the summertime, I don't feel great and I have some breathing issues (not corona guys) and I take a long breath and said I am great and he was smiling knowing the fact that I was not feeling so much great.... Sometimes we hesitate to give hugs to father because he doesn't show how much he loves us but he does.... I don't hesitate because I know he loves me very much.... Once i asked if I got married what will u do, he was like i'll enjoy the moment and i'll come with you and I said okay do...

Really a complicated thing. Because lust can be felt without love. But lust will never be so beautiful and satisfying when yours is satisfied by the one who genuinely loves you. It is even better if you get pleasure from the one who loves you. Because then it is real, perfect and pure. But lust is not just the sexual part. There are so many facets of lust. The need to be hugged, to feel the other without sexual intent. To be so close to the other that no one can separate you. That not even a piece of paper fits between you. Just to feel the other and to know that nothing can happen to you, nothing can separate you. You are the only thing that matters in this moment. That is the desire for physical closeness. Then it is the desire not only to feel that person and to know that he is there, but also to feel it. To feel how the person who sincerely loves you pays homage to your body. With every touch of his hands, his lips, his tongue ... So that you have the feeling you are the most beaut...

 If I were a bird  I would fly in the endless sky Nobody to stop me No permissions to fly That would be some freedom Aiming to reach the sun  I would have my own remote I'd decide when to show which emote No pizza..No cars...No swagger But I'd still love this exchange offer For I would be my own master And its better than living in this disaster Where I do things I dont like Things I like, I cant do Sike!!!!😩😩 If I were a bird!!! If I were a bird!!! If I were a bird!!!                                   Written by:- Lovish Jain

 For she is beauty, she is strength,  Cast in the daylight of this earth,  She can mesmerize and hold your breath, For a few have come and confessed,  The depth of love each of them possessed. Her innocence being a reflection of their past,  Lost in the quagmire of world it didn't last, It reminded them of their inner self. They loved her as reminder of their forlorn purity, For only she can give them a taste of divinity. Written By : Aaryan Gupta

Life can be so unfair, mean and hard. I speak from experience. Because for the last four years I've literally been going through hell with my family. It all started in January 2017. My mom had a doctor's appointment there because her right armpit was swollen and it hurt. That worried us. That is why we wanted to have it clarified so that we are calmer and have certainty. That's why we went to this appointment. Then the disaster took its course. Diagnosis: malignant tumor (also called breast cancer). For us the world stood still. The head was full and yet so empty. We felt nothing and yet so much. So many questions went through our minds like: "Why mom?", "Why now?", "How long do we deserve this?", "Is there a way to treat it?", "How long does she have to live? "," Has the tumor spread? "... So many questions and no answers. You feel so helpless and deceived. There have been ups and downs for four years. More lows t...

YOU DESERVE... You deserve it. As you read this, you might be wondering, "What do I deserve?" I will tell you... You deserve to be loved every day for being who you are. You deserve to live in a world that accepts who you are, what you do and what norms and values ​​you represent. You deserve to be told every day how beautiful you are. Both inside and out. You deserve to be respected. No matter if you are a man, a woman, diverse, a child, a teenager, an adult ... no matter what and who you are. You deserve it. You deserve to be shown the same loyalty that you show to your fellow human beings. You deserve not to be judged for mistakes, but to be given the chance to make up for mistakes. You deserve to be accompanied on your path by people who mean well with you. Such people are called friends. You deserve to find true love if you appreciate it too. You deserve that all of your wishes and dreams come true. You deserve to be fine every day and to fall asleep worry-free. You dese...

A man was lost in the midst of a desert.All he had with him was a machete He did not know how he ended up there  But there he was all alone in the middle of nowhere . He could see no one anywhere near.  Thirsty and weakened he had gave up on life Hoping for something to provide him respite Walking alone in the glaring sun For we has too tired to run At a distance he saw something lying there He ran to it as if he was a hare A man who was lying in the sand He had a machete in his hand He turned him over and was terror stricken Cuz the man was himself-the same person Out of fear, with the machete, he killed the man And with all his might he ran After a distance he sprained his ankle and fell Lying in the hot sand felt like hell After sometime, unconscious in the sand He saw a man with a machete in his hand. Written By : Lovish Jain

Who decides what is right and what is wrong? Who decides which nationality, which religion, which skin color, which appearance, which love is the right one?  Exactly nobody has the right! Because at the bottom of our hearts we know that we are all the same and yet different. We share the same planet, the same air we breathe and are connected by seas, rivers and lakes. Nobody has the right to condemn, marginalize or abhor other people because they speak a different language, belong to a different nationality or love the same sex.  I am of the opinion that everyone has the right to love whoever they want, because giving and receiving love is the most beautiful thing in the world. Shouldn't it be due to everyone who deserves and really appreciates it? I think so. Isn't it an advantage to let people of another nationality into one's life with another language? Don't we benefit from it? We can learn from one another, support and help one another. Wouldn't life be colorle...

What a dream that was! 5 years old holding my mother's hand climbing the stairs of aeroplane. The plane lands and we reaches someone's house, those beautiful people welcomes us and mumma gets emotional. We used to live a miles away from them but still their was an attachment. Travelling on hills with them, going to the water parks, going to the famous temples of that place and just spending the quality time forever. Everyone used to unite in the month of May like the fingers makes a fist. We explore our happiness having lunch and dinner together and much more. I was 12 years old when I travelled for the last time to that place. It was the last time when I saw the faces of those beautiful people. Then 6 years flew away but still I was unable to meet them. Sometimes it feels that all of this is real ! What kind of attachment is this. I get attracted to those people like the opposite poles of magnet does. Thinking about them makes me emotional. Are they real or I am still in a dre...

  What makes you happy? At this moment, when I start writing my first blog and I know there are readers like you, I am very happy. Because I got the chance from a very dear person to share my thoughts, feelings and experiences with you. That fills me with happiness.  Because I was given the confidence that I need to believe in myself and my abilities. Not to doubt myself, but rather I was encouraged that I can do anything as long as I have people around me who are good to me. Those who stand by my side even on bad days, who give me their hand when I'm on the ground, who don't follow me again when I've already fallen.  And it's hard to find people like that. Because unfortunately there are far too many who only pretend to be your friend. And if you don't expect it or you need them most, they leave you alone. So keep your eyes open, appreciate the people who mean well with you and hold onto them. Because such unique people only exist once in a lifetime. Treat them wit...

A love that demands demons,  A love that is not comfortable,  The one that dwells under thorns,  Stays deep into the seas,  But prevail all the storms. The kind of love that is not impeccable yet hold no boundaries,  The one that demands no shelter,  And is filled with utmost faith. It knows no forever, The one that knows only to stay,  The one that has learnt through life,  Written by -Aaryan gupta The one which is still undefined. You and I know love. You and I, hold love. The love,  you and I know is the best, One can never understand it, I suppose that, Prove me wrong and see how it goes. Written by- Aaryan gupta