In India Exams Aren’t About Knowledge; They’re About How Fast You Can Write Without Crying.

Meditating in India is just zoning out during a family drama and calling it mindfulness.

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The Boy

He's gone, it said.

That's all. Two words. I couldn't believe it. No, I thought, he can't be gone, just like that. Not now, not ever

All the times I'd laughed at his jokes, admired him for the beautiful human being that he was, all of the times I'd had cried with him, all the crazy adventures we'd shared and all the beautiful memories we had made, flashed before my eyes.

The realisation of what had happened hit me with a jolt. This is it, I thought, it's finally happened. That's when the tears started. They kept coming until I just couldn't cry anymore. I screamed. Screamed until my voice was hoarse and my throat was parched. I pounded at the floor until I thought my arms would break. I pulled  at my hair until my head throbbed. I cursed at the unfairness of the universe. I felt like the weight of the entire world had fallen on me, all at once. A part of me died with him. Even then, I felt like my heart would explode because of the overwhelming pain and sadness.

How can a person affect me this way?, I thought, drowning in the ocean of grief washing over me.

Only then did I close the book and remember, he wasn't real.

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You all are kinderjoy lovers but deep down I am a orange hajmola boy 🤣😭

I hope my daughter inherit the love residing in my heart and not the rage running in my veins

Every desi kid’s superpower?

Understanding passive-aggressive taunts from a mile away.

Ladies you're not heavy, he's just weak

“ummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ ”

lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna