फिर ले आया दिल मजबूर क्या कीजे

to crave a person's presence and energy instead of only there body is the purest form of intimacy one can have..

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

“So when you don’t get what you want, how do you convince yourself that it’s okay when it’s not?”

“Simple. I say to myself that I’m not ready yet.”

“Ready for what?”

“Ready for all the wonderful things I’m dreaming about. Yes, it’d have been lovely to have everything my dear heart wishes for. But there is a time for everything. So until that time comes, I might as well make myself more worthy.”

“Maybe, it’s good in a way. Not everyone gets that time for themselves.”

©Jaser Rambles

"~চল রাস্তায় সাজি ট্রাম লাইন আর কবিতায় শুয়ে কাপ্লেট, আহা উত্তাপ কত সুন্দর তুই থার্মোমিটারে মাপলে, হিয়া টুপটাপ জিয়া নস্টাল, মিঠে কুয়াশায় ভেজা আস্তিন~"

Being a girl of Kolkata always made me feel good. I never regret the fact that I am from Kolkata (even though it lacks employment) because I am so in love with this city. Though I live in barrackpore but kolkata has occupied a special corner in my heart. Roaming around Central Avenue, Rash bihari avenue, Shakespeare Sarini, Coffee House, Cathedral Church, Victoria, Dhakuriya, and what not.

I have a weird wish to fulfill and that is, when I will be in college I will roam around to view the simple beauty of Kolkata all alone (since I don't have much knowledge about the road/street which leads to what) to gather some sense about the city. Wearing a simple saree, earring, teep (bindi), churi, and earphones on, which will play all types of bangla gaan (je kawta din and abar phire ele is a must, will be repeated).

Weird i know but I want to enjoy some part of my life/day being alone, roaming around the streets of Kolkata which will give me some degree of piece. Thats all for today

respecting a girl is always beautiful than calling her beautiful

“প্রেমে পড়া মানে নির্ভরশীল হয়ে পড়া। তুমি যার প্রেমে পড়বে সে তোমার জগতের একটা বিরাট অংশ দখল করে নেবে। যদি কোনো কারণে সে তোমাকে ছেড়ে চলে যায় তবে সে তোমার জগতের ঐ বিরাট অংশটাও নিয়ে যাবে। তুমি হয়ে পড়বে শূণ্য জগতের বাসিন্দা”

—হুমায়ূন আহমেদ

Hello everyone.. I had to pen down these thoughts which kept lingering in my mind for past three or four hours! Like, what has happened to tumblr?? People are being so cheap here!

(Nothing has happened with me but with one of my mutuals..)

My profile is not for controversial items or stuffs but these hypocrites are taking a hectic test of my patience...

People are here for sexting, wanting nudes, playing a "sasta shark tank" investment game with artists who are working day and night to make themselves survive in a country which includes structural and involuntary unemployment...

The ones who have invested themselves into movies, art, creation, books, music, dance and etc., are made fun of and they are even fooled. These unworthy hypocrites are taking the rightful use of their innocence...

I feel so sorry for those who suffer these things.. You all are purely unworthy of these things...

I have never defamed anyone here on Tumblr, if I have ever done anything, then I feel that I have done the right thing.. because Tumblr is not for the one's who are into sexual stuffs.. Please visit the pornography websites and enjoy yourselves but please... donot with the one's who are here to show their creative sides..

This is an earnest request and please @staff look after the people who are wearing the mask of positivity but are conman and pure hypocrites... They require immense therapy.. I repeat.. THEY. REQUIRE. IMMENSE. THERAPY.

No pun intended...

I am sorry... really sorry...

Tagging the one's who needs to be aware..💗✨

@itihaasisick @intellectual6666 @anarkali-disco-chali @emartirabdi @enigma-the-mysterious @choppedphilosopherharmony @arjokonna @zakhmpemarham @thecaffeinatedresearcher @amritaaaa5 @inmyworldblr @alhad-si-simran @alhad-maharani @embersariya @shyam-kariya @shrouded-mystery30 @shadowseductress @moonhymnss

YAYYYYYYYYY

Mauj

Back at it again...

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

you can't, cause I am not slippery..

Its okay. I will wear knee pads and then slide

Still you can't.. Hahaha