Before boarding Bengal Lancer,
every passenger must leave their baggage behind;
not just the kind with belts and zippers,
but the distrust we carry for each other,
the unlocked door we keep checking,
the tight fist around a rope already snapped,
the habit of living in the shadow
of someone who isn’t here anymore.
Yes. That’s it.
Now, enjoy this new journey, Sweet Lime!❤️
Love is not when two people are perfectly alike.
It is when their differences irritate, challenge, and still somehow complete them.
Tolerance in love is not about bitterly bearing someone. It is that quiet feeling of, “I love you enough to understand the things I once would have walked away from.”
- Piku (2015)
Finding the right place for your love; how do we even know where that is?
I think we don’t. Not at first.
Maybe we choose a place with trembling hands and wait to see what it does with what we give.
We trust someone enough to let them see the parts of us we usually hide. We allow ourselves to be vulnerable in front of them, to show them our weaknesses, our wounds, our ugliest memories, and still believe they won’t use any of it against us. That they’ll hold the fragile heart we handed them gently, like some strange, sacred raven’s gift.
And maybe the outcome tells us whether that place was right or not.
So yes, surrendering that much, trusting that much, hoping that much... it takes strength.
And maybe just a little stupidity too.
- Fleabag (2016)
Finding the right place for your love; how do we even know where that is?
I think we don’t. Not at first.
Maybe we choose a place with trembling hands and wait to see what it does with what we give.
We trust someone enough to let them see the parts of us we usually hide. We allow ourselves to be vulnerable in front of them, to show them our weaknesses, our wounds, our ugliest memories, and still believe they won’t use any of it against us. That they’ll hold the fragile heart we handed them gently, like some strange, sacred raven’s gift.
And maybe the outcome tells us whether that place was right or not.
So yes, surrendering that much, trusting that much, hoping that much... it takes strength.
And maybe just a little stupidity too.
- Fleabag (2016)
Okay, so this discussion has been going on for quite some time now, across almost every social media platform. Initially, I thought I wouldn’t write about it, because giving attention to people who clearly don’t deserve it felt pointless. After all, this is the era of popularity. Nobody seems to care whether the attention is positive or negative anymore; attention itself has become the prize.
But the longer the debate is getting dragged, the harder it become to ignore what it reveals about us as a society.
One of them showed himself to be anything but what a decent man should be. The other, anything but what a doctor is expected to stand for. And the comedian? Let’s be honest, such controversies only help sell more tickets.
But maybe the real question is this: Are these three really the only problem, or is society itself equally responsible?
When they were boasting about their experiences, whether it was about violating a girl’s dignity or making fun of a deceased person who chose to help the world of medicine rather than leave with the socially accepted idea of dignity, the entire venue was laughing. They were not just listening; they were applauding them, encouraging them to speak more.
Think about it. How sick has the mindset of our generation become that not one person sitting there called them out and said, “This is wrong. This is disgusting. ”?
What is even more surprising is that the very people who were probably laughing then are now using this outrage as an opportunity. The same people who enabled the behavior are suddenly presenting themselves as moral guardians.
And if that doesn’t make us hypocrites, low-life opportunists, then what does?
The truth is uncomfortable: These three individuals may have exposed their character, but the audience exposed something far more troubling- the character of our society.
Love is not when two people are perfectly alike.
It is when their differences irritate, challenge, and still somehow complete them.
Tolerance in love is not about bitterly bearing someone. It is that quiet feeling of, “I love you enough to understand the things I once would have walked away from.”
- Piku (2015)
@ComradeMalal ऐसा ही है न कि दुनिया ढूँढ़ती है कि कोई तो मिले जिसके माथे अपने दुखों का ठीकरा फोड़ा जाए।
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चाहे मेघवा मर्दमार थी, लेकिन मर्द तो बच्चामार भी बनने में भी नहीं हिचकते।
तुम आती हो
तुम आती हो।
मधुर, मृदुल, मंजुल, मतवाली,
अंतर को संगीत सुनाती हो।
तुम आती हो।
झरझर, निर्झर, नीलमणि-सी नयनों वाली,
झील में मुझको स्वर्ग दिखाती हो।
तुम आती हो।
स्वप्न-सरीखी, मचल-मचलकर,
मेरे मन दर्पण में समाती हो।
तुम आती हो।
तप्त धरा पर ग्रीष्म ऋतु में,
तरु-छाँव बन साथ निभाती हो।
तुम आती हो।
मुझ प्यासे बादल की अमिट,
तुम प्यास मिटाती हो।
तुम आती हो।
One can never feel only good or only bad. Each exists because of the other. We become capable of truly experiencing joy after knowing pain, and we understand pain more deeply because we have known joy.
To feel every emotion fully is what makes life worth living.
#Poorthings
Sundays are the days you actually meet yourself.
You finally take off the masks you keep changing for every room, every person, every version of the world that asks something different from you.
And you just sit there with yourself.
You look in the mirror and see what’s left.
You see the kind of person you are becoming.
You see whether your plans are still aligned or quietly falling apart.
You see whether what matters is still standing where you left it, or if it slipped somewhere in between.
You realize how tired your cheeks are from smiling.
How wrinkled your heart has become from carrying all that chaos.
How far you can drift from yourself without even noticing.
You see yourself.
And you promise again not to lose yourself to all the worldly fucks.
And then Monday comes.
Mask on.
You have to accept whatever, comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give.
~Eleanor Roosevelt
And then, you have to make them understand: humility is not weakness; it is a choice. And the day the humble one stops choosing humility, they’ll be in deep shit.