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

So, what ruined you? -hope.

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

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.

We are what this world refuse to carry. So we carry ourselves so we carry ourselves so we carry ourselves.

And that is how time heals, not by erasing but by blurring all the memories.

I am not home for somebody else’s trauma.

Too much of what I write takes me back to you.

Even if you look for peace in the places you won the war, you will not find any.

I am trying to talk about love without biting my tongue.

Whatever I feel is not a choice, but dwelling on it is, so I stand up and walk and walk and walk a w a y.

She is the old school hard love, your modern brittle love can’t afford to carry.

You don’t know how to love, so you give it all. But isn’t that how one should love? by giving all of it.

Nobody knows me – I’m incognito. It’s all new, all fun.

In all adversities there is always in its depth, a treasure of spiritual blessings secretly hidden.

When a person is left alone, he starts thinking of higher reality – about death, life, soul, God and the mystery of all.

Family is at the heart of everything I do.

All satanic works are performed from the outside inward; all divine works from the inside outward.

There is nothing small about our God, and when we understand God we will find out that there ought not to be anything small about us.

God is not external to anyone, but is present with all things, though they are ignorant that He is so.

I love being on stage, I love being able to tell a story, I love the fact that the audience listens and laughs at it. It makes me happy, and it’s what I live for.