Growth without nourishment becomes exhaustion;
healing isn't learning to need less, but allowing care to exist.

'तू बारंबार रूठे मुझसे,
मैं बारंबार मनाऊँगी,
तू मान के चाहे गले लगा,
तू ना मान "तो भी जानाँ मैं तेरी ही।"'

ये दिल इश्क़ में चूर है,
तू मुझ पे थोड़ी लगाम लगा,
मैं ठीक रहूँ तो गनीमत है,
जो पागल हो जाऊँ "तो भी जानाँ मैं तेरी ही।"

अब आखिर में बस यूँ कहूँ, कि ये दिल सदा से तेरा था, तू ले ले चाहे जाँ मेरी, मैं ज़िंदा थी तो तेरी थी, मैं मर के भी जानाँ तेरी ही।

“He who can listen to the music in the midst of noise can achieve great things.”

— Vikram Sarabhai

self de l'amour brings peace 🙂‍↔️

jakhm bhi sukh gya aye musafir, kab karoge iska ilaaj?

Without witnesses, identity destabilizes.

Grief faced in exhaustion turns into trauma; grief faced with rest becomes release.

When I began to believe, the opportunity slipped away; when I felt I would lose, the color of victory appeared. When I learned to wipe my own tears, someone's shoulder came and became my support. And when I learned to hate, someone came and showed me love.

You will always have some sort of conflict going on in your life, you must learn to enjoy life while still solving them.