🌼 THE BEAUTY OF A WOMAN 🌼

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣..⭐✨

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤...🫰❤️‍🩹✨

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝. 𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕤 & 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤..✨

✨✨  𝔸𝕦𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕪 ℍ𝕖𝕡𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟 ✨✨

जोड़ते हो हमको हमसे या जुदा करते हो तुम
देखना है अब हमारे साथ क्या करते हो तुम

मै मुहब्बत के अलावा कुछ नही करता हूं और
क्यूं हमेशा पूछते हो और क्या करते हो तुम !!


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Apni Zindagi Se Waqtan Fa-Waqtan "Delete" Karte Raheiñ...

• Kuch Lehjoñ ko,
• Kuch Dil-Aazaari waali Baatoñ ko,
• Kuch Be-Sukoon Yaadoñ" ko,
• Kuch Nuqsan-deh Rawaiyyoñ ko.

Warna zehen aur Dil dono Hang ho jaayenge, aur zindagi ki Raftaar Slow pad jaayegi.

Apne sukoon ki khaatir gair-zaroori cheezoñ ko chhod dena bhi Hikmat hai.


         #мυвαнιℓα_Qυαdri

ये सुर्ख लब,
ये रुखसार,
ये मदहोश नजरें ,

ये नाक की नथनी और ये कानों के झुमके...!
इतने कम फासलों पर तो मयखाने भी नहीं होते!

~🧣

कुछ दिलासों और कुछ हौसलों का नाम है जिंदगी!
गिरना उठना और संभलना,इबादत का इनाम है जिंदगी!

सुप्रभात 🌼

~अभीwrites🤍

No drama...
Self development, peace & Solitude

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#мυвαнιℓα_Qυαdri

कारण के कारण से निकली धूप में,
अकारण एक तितली बैठती है
और दूर उड़ जाती है।
अकारण एक सुख है।
यह कितना स्पष्ट है
कि तितली अकारण जीती है।

_शिवांगी द्विवेदी.…..

this year was a funeral for the person i thought i was. i looked at my life and realised i didn’t recognise a single part of it. i used to be so soft, so full of love, but this world turned that love into a cold, heavy anger. i used to feel every heartbeat.. now, i’m just a shell. empty. numb.

i wasted so much time begging for a seat at tables where i wasn't even wanted. i twisted myself into shapes that didn't fit just to make others comfortable. i was the giver, the listener, the one who understood everything while no one understood me. i stayed silent, hoping my quietness would be a language someone would finally learn to speak. i stopped painting because the colors felt like a lie. i stopped baking because there was no sweetness left in me.

turning 19 felt like the end of the world. i thought i was a lost cause, a ghost of who i should have been. but i wasn’t lost. i was just buried under everyone else’s expectations. i had to dig through the dirt to find the little girl i left behind. i had to look at her and realise she was the only one who never gave up on me.

healing is ugly. it’s lonely. it’s painful. it’s realising that the people you loved were the ones who broke you. i had to stop being a "fixer" for everyone else and start fixing the damage that wasn't even my fault. i had to accept the truth that no one is coming to save me. and that is the most terrifying, beautiful thing i’ve ever known.

this year forced me to meet myself in the dark. i am not the person you remember. i am the person who survived you.

so don’t be afraid when you stop recognising yourself.. it’s just the person you were forced to be finally giving up, so the person you were meant to be can finally take over.

the parents who spent so much money to set your life, who sacrificed their own lives for you, do NOT deserve to see it destroyed for some random guy or girl who just showed up. stop wasting your life. make them proud. go get everything you want. chase money because money DOES buy happiness. love isn’t running anywhere. if it’s meant to come, it’ll come when the time is right. Until then, focus the hell on yourself.

अमीरों की जल्दी ख़त्म होती होगी सर्दियां,,

सड़कों पर दिसंबर कई साल लंबा होता हैं𓏧💯

जोड़ते हो हमको हमसे या जुदा करते हो तुम
देखना है अब हमारे साथ क्या करते हो तुम

मै मुहब्बत के अलावा कुछ नही करता हूं और
क्यूं हमेशा पूछते हो और क्या करते हो तुम !!


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