emotional treat

wo log bahut khus kismat the jo ishq ko kaam smjhte the ya kaam se aashquie krte the hm jeete jee mashroof rhe kch ishq kiya kch kaam kiya kaam ishq k aade aata rha kabhi ishq main kaam bigadta rha aakhir main tang akar hmne dono ko adhoora chhod diya wo kaam bhala kya kaam hua jis kaam ka bojha sir pr ho wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jis ishq ka charcha ghar pr ho wo kaam bhala kya kam hua jo matar sari ka halka ho wo ishq bhala kya ishq hu jisme na door tehlka ho wo kaam bhala kya kaam hua jisme na jaan ragadti ho wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jisme na baat bigadti ho wo kam bhala kya kam hua jisme sala dil ro jaye wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jo asaani se ho jaye wo kaam bhala kya kaam hua jo maja nhi de whisky ka wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jisme na mauka siski ka wo kam bhala kya kaam hua jiski na shakal ibaadat ho wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jiski darkaar izaazat ho wo kaam bhala kya kaam hua jo kahe ghoom or thag le be wo ishq bhala kya ishq hua jo khe choom or

My 1 am friends, Let me share with you the five stages of grief beautifully explained by Nayyirah Waheed, We all go through some adversities of life and often the process involves is not too easy, but do we have an idea that there are few emotions that we powerfully express yet fail to notice them. Let's see how we go through those: 1) Denial: This can’t be happening to me. 2) Anger: Why is this happening? Who is to blame? 3) Bargaining: Just bring them back and I will do anything./ I will do anything to alleviate or change this. 4) Depression: I’m too sad to do anything. 5) Acceptance: I’m at peace with what happened./ what is happening. Once we accept the situation, The process gets smoother. Acceptance is the only way to be at peace. Whatever happens good or bad is an experience. Experience teaches you stuff that instant results won't! And as its said "For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse. So

Dear someone, I have been meaning to write this letter for a long time. I guess, now is the time. Yesterday marked the fifth month since the time I had last seen you. But I have that selfie in my phone which we had clicked when we had met. Whenever I want to see you, I see that picture. And whenever I see that picture, I go through a roller coaster of emotions. In those times, I don’t know if I should cry that you aren’t with me, or I should be glad that we happened. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I laugh. And today is one such day. Oh, wait! It isn’t. If it were, I wouldn’t have been writing this letter. Most of the days, I am broken. But today, I am devastated, which tempted me to write to you. Now, all I wish for is to forget. I know I can’t. But I am trying to. I have always mocked the idea of time machine and time travel. But now, I wish we had a time machine, so that I could time travel and go back to the past and finish it before it even started or I could travel to the

“Can a person be friends with someone they love?” “Yes, but one must remember that everything comes with a price.” “What about the pain and hurt it will cause the person? What about the plethora of sadness it brings along?” “Like I said, everything comes with a price. It depends upon us if we can and are willing to pay the price or not.” "What is the price?" "Well, you see them with another person at the same coffee shop you went with them three months ago, and it makes you cringe on the inside but you're 'friends,' so you pay the price of upholding that smile, telling them you're happy for them. You feel you've been lifelong friends and decide to preserve the bond for the sake of the memories, but all you can notice is how their eyes sparkle when they speak, how their lips curl when they smile. So there you are, paying the price, bearing the pain of wanting someone you know you shouldn't be wanting anymore." "Then wha

To My Dearest Darling Honey, I am leaving you this note because I have to leave. It’s over. I know you have a hundred questions to ask. I’ll answer them. I know we have been together for long now. 3 years? And I’ve seen you grow. I’ve witnessed you unfold. I’ve known you inside-out. While you have the ability to shine like the sun throughout the day, I am aware of what follows when twilight hits the sky and darkness seeps in. I remember sitting in the dark corner of your room while you lay wide awake staring blankly at the ceiling. I won’t forget how your mind wandered like a hurricane at 3 in the night. You thought of the past and the future; Of the things that happened and of those that might never take place. Your mind filled with beautiful yet awful thoughts. And I’ve not forgotten the times when I held you close to me while you cried your eyes out. I don’t remember you screaming but you did talk about the demons that haunted you. And when everyone would adore the radiant and

First of all, in India, people don’t even consider depression as a serious problem. They simply believe it doesn’t exist. Or maybe it exists in the western countries. But, hey, it’s India and people from other countries come to India to seek peace. Huh! How come Indians get depressed? Are you kidding or what? And if I’m lucky and someone recognizes that I do suffer from depression then their next question would be, “Why are you depressed?” Well, t here is no specific reason for depression. If I knew then I would have been doing much better, you dumbo! Well, depression is a serious problem and now is the time when we all should take it seriously. I know it feels so frustrating when you want to say a lot but keep yourself mum just because you know that you won’t be able to use the right words to depict what you are feeling and people might misinterpret. That’s why you keep yourself away from everybody because either they make fun of you or they don’t believe you. People from a