With The War Behind Us, The Focus Is Now On Removing The Rubble And Rebuilding A Home Where The Family

i don’t make the rules, my brain does and unfortunately that bitch is chemically imbalanced

There isn't any scent in this world as comforting as the scent of a mother's duppata.

Soooo I wrote a poem on Bulbbul

I'm the woman who burnt herself in her own rage's flames,

The one burning down love letters, only to burn her hand seeking them out from the fire back,

The one starved for touch yet

The one who stings if you're near.

I'm that woman whose love you snapped away,

The one whose blood is on your dagger,

The one whose skin's bruised because she fell down the stairs,

the one whom you drove mad.

I'm that woman with kohl eyes, and

Ruby red lips,

The tragedy they pity,

The one no one suspects,

The one, who killed.

liking people who live in the same city as you is so weird like i passed the flyover that connects our homes you made fun of me for not knowing it and now i do and you probably live here somewhere and i want to click a picture and send it to you and be like look!!! it's the colorful cable bridge near your house!!!! but i can't. because we don't fucking talk anymore 😭

the only thing they're bothered about is lining their pockets and counting their money!!

The orange gang's silence about the kumbh mela disasters reveals their hypocrisy more than anything else does. For something that so deeply concerns the religion that they claim to care about, you would think they would hold the party that claims to work in their interests more accountable? But they're not and everyone knows why that is - they never cared about hindus and hinduism to begin with. All that jazz was and always has been a thinly veiled cover for their hatred of Muslims.

brfantasme.

hey has anyone found a way to act on your desires without opening yourself to failure

Silsila (1981), India

the least you can do is be kind!!! we're all horrible human beings love is the only hope out there