Indifference is not a vice, insensitivity is.
ANAMIKA GARGIndifference is not a vice, insensitivity is.
ANAMIKA GARGBeautification of the soul over decoration of the body.
ANAMIKA GARGYou surrender to instantaneous instincts then mourn over becoming a slave.
ANAMIKA GARGWhat a blessing to be hurt yet see the good, what a curse to always understand and never be understood.
ANAMIKA GARGYou drain your energy in proving your worth to the world then wonder why you feel so empty.
ANAMIKA GARGAt times this thought makes me arid, if the vibe was mutual, why is this reminiscence one sided.
ANAMIKA GARGIt doesn’t take courage to find peace in the arms of destiny. It takes faith.
ANAMIKA GARGIts not the chaos that brings us peace, but the uniqueness of how we make sense out of it.
ANAMIKA GARGAre disappointing patterns just patterns only? Or are they a mockery of your stupidity?
ANAMIKA GARGHow is it that the colors don’t seem colorful anymore? How is it that the child in me wants to live yet keeps dying more and more?
ANAMIKA GARGMaybe the line between self respect and ego is called sanity.
ANAMIKA GARGEvery attachment is naturally temporary. It is made permanent by conscious thinking – sticking to moments and replaying memories.
ANAMIKA GARGFalling for superficial costs depth its entire existence.
ANAMIKA GARGTransient emptiness over irreparable brokenness.
ANAMIKA GARGForever is timeless, time changes everything, a forever battle against time.
ANAMIKA GARGBecause sometimes the value lasts only as long as the distance does.
ANAMIKA GARG