Indeed There Is A Huge Similarity... Studying With The Person You Love Is The Best Thing. 😭🌸...

"Don’t waste time fixing bonds you didn’t break."

আসলে ভালোবাসা দেখতে না পেলে কক্ষনোই বলতে পারতাম না ভালোবাসা সুন্দর।

হয়ত শুধু আমারই জন্য ভালোবাসা পৃথিবীর সবচেয়ে জঘন্য জিনিস।।।

" দূর হতে আমি তারে সাধিব

গোপনে বিরহডোরে বাঁধিব." — This line♡

Are you having feelings for someone? Or currently having?

The calligraphy is very nice... 😭👍🏻.. To be honest, no I don't have.. Its been a month I moved on from a dumbass who basically copied my whole accounts paper and scored a full marks (well even i scored the full marks) and not even thanked me for that... It was a four day infatuation and I laugh about that now... Anyways.. If I talk about recent then maybe I have..... developed a crush on someone :))

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

Shubha Bibaha (1959) | dir. Sombhu Mitra & Amit Mitra

My mother says, "Child, no one likes a mad woman".

But mother, did no one like you too?

or did you swallow your madness, choke on it for years after years

to make them like you?

"Write it down", they say.

"Turn your pain into poetry".

But its not just pain, mother.

It is rage too.

A tempest trapped in my chest.

The pages burn to ashes whenever I put a pen to test.

I try to be a poet.

but I am not a poet mother,

I am a woman.

I want to fly and soar

But they clip my wings down.

So I scream and shout

But they tell me I am mad and muffle my cries.

I water down my painful rage

But I keep choking on it.

"Child, no one likes a mad woman", my mother says again.

I know mother, I know.

So I remain silent

like a simmering volcano.

But the day I rise, there will be ashes

No one will like me then.

No one will be left to like me then.

- P

Once I start wearing a payal, do all these nakhre waagera, and all the things which are written above, Its over for boys.. 😭💗 I am hella sure my delulu crush, and the crushes from whom I moved on will be head over heals for me.. THATS WHAT MAA SAYS!! IS THAT TRUE??? IF I START BEING GIRLY, GUYS WILL LIKE ME??

@intellectual6666 @zakhmpemarham @arjokonna @anarkali-disco-chali @existingwhy is my mom right??

the intimacy of paayals is so simple but beautiful. makes one yearn for honey-lit evenings and soft hushes against ones ear as they push your hair being it. brushing hands as they pass you by, a secret just for you to keep and cherish. the blush of the rose they leave on your desk each morning and the cups of chai with hands that are warmer than them. tinkling of jhumke in havelis and an arm around you chaat ki galiyon mein. handwritten letters slipped in notebooks and fixing their bindi before booping their nose. falling in love with their itr and their kaajal lined eyes. yes indeed the intimacy of paayals is so beautiful yet simple.

Sylvia Plath

She will never be the same as she used to be!.