“There is a wild in you which thrives in places and on days, when, even the sun in you couldn’t survive.”

All this sadness longs to be touched.

I want to know the 2 am you because my love we all are different when we are at war under the sun.

A love that stays will always remain secondary to the one that left, but isn’t it a shame to worship that which left in place off that which stayed.

But the act of holding on speaks to me so much more about a human heart than the courage of letting go ever could.

These poets and their metaphors lied to me/ you never felt like a mountain I wished to climb/ or a stream I would let myself float in/ or a scent I was dying to bottle in/ these poets lie when they talk of love.

Growing flowers on your tongue/ won’t make those lies/ any sweet/ saying that you still/ love me/ won’t make this/ broken trust/ change how it feels.

For once I wanna look back and not sigh.

All my life has been a struggle to know, what to hold on and what to let go, but still, i end up sitting in the corner of the room with a flickering candle, whimpering, naked, shuddering, lost.

My god! this love it will make a fool out of us all.

The voices in your head are lying, i tell you this world never stopped you from flying.

So, what ruined you? -hope.

Hope has never looked the same twice. Pain has never looked the same twice. Love has never looked the same twice.

I remember my mother whispering me every night, if you don’t hold that little light inside you, the universe will let go off the hold of you.

Isn’t this loneliness a strange poetry? you want everyone to read, but you are never willing to write it down.

I will feel whatever the fuck I want to feel.

And nothing that will be touched, even with the tiniest of love, shall continue to live the same.

At the end of the day everybody lost. We almost crippled our industry. It was very disappointing what happened.

The greatest day in your life and mine is when we take total responsibility for our attitudes. That’s the day we truly grow up.

One intense hour is worth a dreamy day.

I felt for so long like love had forgotten my name until the day you said it.

Plant as many good thoughts as you can in each day.

We didn’t set the world on fire from the first day. Disappointments, setbacks and work created the company as it is today.

The remarkable thing is, we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day.

It helps me if I remember that God is in charge of my day – not I.