Flipping through the pages of my diary

We are not the people we were  That's all i feel when i see you  I want to know who you are now I want to know who you were before  People change, and sometimes people with whom you saw a future will disappear in a night and you would never know what happened to them. You'll think as if they changed the city, as if they relocated to somewhere far, as if they lost their phone, as if the sky has fallen down on them, as if the earth was swallowed them inside. But you will never know what exactly happened to them. You'll only try to convince your heart. Sometimes your best friend will become just an another stranger passing by Sometimes the person you talked to for hours won't pick your calls  Sometimes the one who always prioritized you will choose someone else  Sometimes the one who promised to always be by your side will ghost you when you need them the most Sometimes the people you loved will fall in love with someone else Sometimes the familiar places will feel more d

" If you are missing someone right now, go and tell them, it's not too late yet. " Death is certain  Why are you scared of ghosts  You'll be one of them someday  I said, " It's there, It's there, It's almost there" he said, " What?" — My longest sleep The world is a chaotic place and when i die, i don't want to be burnt into ashes. I want to be buried to enrich the earth, to enrich the soil, and to enrich life When i will be closing my eyes, i will singing the melody of peace, and i want my lover to not cry even single tear of grief but rather bid me goodbye happily. Death is certain, i am not terrified of it. If it won't happen, someday the sun will engulf all of us so it's better to sleep peacefully when your time will come. They say, " don't look for death, death will find you "  So in this moment, i'll live, i live to my fullest. You must live, live and have lot of fun because when time comes, we, human

My days and nights  are all immersed in poetries I think i have got nothing more in my life  Than my greed of always being by your side I spread your memories on my pillow When i struggle with my sleep Loving you was the most sweetest feeling i have ever had and still feel. The butterflies in my stomach, the constant blush on my cheeks, the desire to show up as the most perfect women you'll ever meet and my deep desperation to say the most cringiest pick up line i ever memorized thrice on my way to you. It is what it is  to fall in love with you, my beloved Loving you was like wanting to tell you about my days, about my favorite colour, about my favorite food, about my family, about my childhood, about my sadness, about the excitement, and about every trivial thing that happened to me without even waiting for you to ask. But I also want to know everything about you, everything that makes you, everything that cheers you up, everything that puts you down, everything that makes your w

There are incidents you'll never know And so we call them mishappenings Coincidents are rare but they do happen Magic feels like a dummy game  But it still real in some corners of this world You feel love is just betrayal  But someone out there still believes in it "Autumn brings sadness", he once said to me "But even winters feel the same", i replied  Go, round and round, but we still cross paths. I met someone few days back. He fumbled as he took my name. Life is quite weird because you feel the chapter is close, the story is over but then a new chapter begins with the same old characters. You were only that character to my story.  Sometimes you will meet people as random as buying bread in the same grocery or just bumping your head into the same pole.  But all of it actually happens. I'm not talking about any movie sequel, because it happened in my life. You think you will never go back to some places, you will never cross paths with some stupid people, a

When i think about you My heart blooms with love We were not right people at the wrong time We were just wrong people  who were always  pretending to be right The last time we talked It ended up with just one line,  " we are not on the same page "  There are people we meet, people we love, people we genuinely care about,  but we don't end up on the same page. What do you mean by the same page?  It's like, we are different stories, and everytime i turn the page, one of us is left behind.  I never understood why some people couldn't be in our life and so i was always terrified of losing them. I held onto them for as long as i could, so tightly that it started hurting me but it was too late when i realised that they gave up on me long ago It's raining here at my place and i am tempted with the desire of talking to you.   I don't believe in destinies but if mine ever existed in this world, i wish i could change it for us.  If you are in love but you feel burde

Losing someone feels the same whether you have known them for days, years, months or just weeks because when you lose them, the ache is still the same.  How do we outgrow people? Well, there are no perfect steps if you aren't doing it intentionally. I pass by our school It reminds me of you Your house is just 21 mins far But i don't know you Because you hesitate saying hi I think you don't know me too It's been 7 years now And we delete the messages we type But still Somedays, in the amidst of all the chaos of my life, i still think of you I remember my sister once said to me, " life is a circle, we begin as strangers, then friends and then strangers again "  And perhaps for most of the people in your life who would slowly slip away, you would never have any clue for what and where it all went wrong. Some nights, you'll just send them a random hi hoping they'll revert back. The world is a big place, i felt it the day you changed your phone number and i

" i see you standing  In the same place where we first met But you are no longer him, the one i knew And I am no longer who you met  But i sense this feeling  Perhaps you sense it too As if i am only yours And you are still mine till this date " What is Nostalgia?  If it's not a feeling of something that was once mine, if it's not reoccrrance of moments in front of my eyes, if it's not amalgamation of days we lived together and the days we lived away, if it's not the number of breaths i took and only inhaled you, if it's not someone's favorite ice cream flavor that reminded me of you, if it's not then what is nostalgia to you?  This city is not new to me but it is still not familiar. It feels strange without you here. A person, a place, some memories and some days. They are all scattered up in the air, they are everywhere. Even though you are far, i still feel it here.  What do people become when they go away from our lives? I think, they become m

It's 333 in the morning, and i don't know how to fall asleep looking back at the ceiling. I think longings knock your door on such nights when you've someone's phone number but you can't dial. What is longing? If it's not the desire the run back to those who devastated you, what is longing to you? Tell me, if it is not wanting to have a time machine, if it is not the sickening desire that makes you lose hunger and sleep, what is longing if it is not wanting to alive the dead, if it is not wanting to run away from your head. What is longing, if it's not any of this. What is longing, if it's not the pain or the fear of losing something that you've already lost. What is longing, if it doesn't make you want to tear your heart, what is longing if it doesn't make you cry a million tear, what is longing if you don't type those texts just to save them in drafts, what is longing if you don't go out hoping to cross them by chance, what is longi