For the first time I watched an Indian movie full heartedly. Loved everything about #operationsafedsagar . The bound between the squadron, the sacrifices made, the jawan’s relentless determination. I love being Indian. I’m proud to be Indian.
People be chasing clout these days. What you mean you suddenly remember that we’re your people when u need to fight back against “ew your country is disgusting” Thn right after you’ve claim ur worth you start being racist to us by calling us “chinki, momo, Chinese”.
Hypocrites.
Hello world. It’s weird I’m writing again. Everything feels like it’s drifting away from me. Nothing stops nor waits for me. Feeling like a loser when I didn’t even participate in anything.
Was thinking from where I got my fan girl trait thn my mom called me and said “MY BOYFRIEND, HE PASSED AWAY”. Mind u she was referring to her fav singer.
Instead of sleeping I keep on thinking
What would’ve happened to us if we continued.
What if we never gave up on each other?
What if ego never came in between us?
Will we be happy?