Ye Baarish Ki Khanak, Ye Baadlon Ke Ishaare,

Vehem itna haseen nahi hota, aap sach mein khoobsurat hai

reasons why my bf is the best person to have in your friend group

you mention one (1) time that you're craving some dish and the next day he'll bring a special dabba with it for you

always carries extra hair ties for female friends

has extra money in case someone forgot their lunch

always makes sure you wash your hands or atleast sanitise before you eat

knows first aid

SMOKING HOT

lets you sleep on his shoulder during class or in the bus if you're tired

asks you if you want a hug if he sees you looking sad- best hugs ever

makes sure your notebook is completed by offering his own notes

CHEMISTRY GENIUS!!!!!

will throw hands with anyone who insults you, and will win

tells his mom about your favourite food so she'll make it when you come over

endearing nicknames for everyone that include 'nutella', 'gulab jamun', 'taara', 'sherni' and my personal fav: 'biryani'

mention one of your interests and he'll listen to you infodump for hours. literally. hours. (he listened to me overanalyse tangled for four hours straight, from 2 am to 6 am)

DID I MENTION HOT ASF

gives you small affirmations everyday, like 'i love your hair today behen', 'aree wah those biceps looking great today bro'

asks you about your favourite flowers if he's known you long enough and surprises you with them when you're sad

BRINGS CHOCOLATES AND YOUR FAVOURITE MOVIE KI CD DURING PERIODS!!!!!!!

ALSO HE'S AN AMAZING KISSER

Aapkiii sari wishes poori hoo

Mein to hellooo kitty bf hoon

Hihihihi

i love my mother. i really do. There isn't a thing i would not do for her

To keep that child like joy in her heart , that warm smile on her aging face and those loving blurry eyes on me forever

But sometimes im tired. Im tired of listening about the baggage that she has been carrying around like a school bag from her childhood

Im tired of hearing about all the grudges she has been holding onto like a hand

Im tired of comforting her about her deepest insecurities as if our bodies and souls don't share the same outline

Im tired of her reciting the most heart rending memories of her life to me as if they were bedtime stories

Im tired of revisiting those ghost houses and remembrances of people with hearts made of plastic through her anecdotes

Im tired of not knowing what to do or how to take her pain away, so for once the roles are reversed where she gets to sleep like a child and i get to worry like a mother

and mostly im tired of living her grief twice because what is a daughter if not the extension of her mothers despair ?

-ambika

Mein to bheegunga baarish mein ( waterproof hoon)

Nobody can match my freak i be collecting random trivia facts like hellaa

Wtf is Netflix and chill let's listen to ghazals at 3 am in our own candle-lit balcony while writing poetry in Urdu