Unwinding Heart

The way everything is filled with feelings, I just can not get over it. Ever. Helloooooo, people. I was reading a novel to annotate it for a friend -- doing it for the first time .  (Special Hello to you; you who is going to get this annotated novel by me) I'll not get into the details of what ways I'm annotating it, because, you know, it's a secret. (yeah, surprise for you, miss) While I was writing a comment on one of the lines, a thought hit me, which became the inspiration for this write-up. The thought was, how just a few words on a paper written by one person for another become so special. How they ain't just curved lines in form of letters. They're so much more than that. Just think about it. You're given a book in which someone wrote what they felt on a particular line, underlined the lines they liked, made hearts and smileys at places and legit kept a part of themselves in the book for you to see. Like, DAMN . If you don't relate to the book stuff, ...

I really wanna start this with the F word -- the one rhymes with duck? -- because, ugh.  Lemme tell you. I was writing something – a write-up , okay? At a different place than I usually write at. Why? Well, that was the topic I was about to speak on. But. F.  That draft is gone. I hadn’t written it full. And there were a lot of chances that I wouldn’t have continued it. I was having second thoughts on posting it because it got left in middle and I, unfortunately, look for perfectionism and show you only those write-ups which I wrote without any distractions.  Even though, I wouldn’t have completed it, I’m so pissed at it being gone. It’s not like I would continue it if I get it back but. Why. Did. It. Have. To. GO. AWAY?  *takes a deep breath*  *exhales*  Okay, Hello, people.  Wait, no.  *takes a deep breath again*  *exhales*  Yes, now ready. Hellooooo, people.  I haven’t been writing for sometime but still managing to keep up with ...

Helloooooo, people. I just read all the comments of my blogs. The way you love my write-ups. i do read them at the same moment you post, i just checked all of them in one go right now I noticed that you loved the posts the most where I typed out a theory of mine. I remember being nervous about it. I remember questioning myself: would people even want to know how I see things? You all are such darlings. blows a flying kiss hey, catch I remember being worried about if it would even make sense to you and if you'd be able to understand it the way I do. But you all did and appreciated me so much on the theory as well as my writing. So, I've decided to tell you another theory of mine. Starting from scratch. Google says, theory is "an idea used to account for a situation or justify a course of action". It's originated from my mind. If you find an error in my theory, do let me know. If you agree, ain't you such a darling? Previous theory was about how I think writers ...

Hellooooo, people. Today, I've a very important topic to speak on. Not just important but urgent. Not just any urgent, this is i-have-a-meeting-with-the-president kind of urgent. i-rescheduled-a-write-up-to-post-this-write-up kind of urgent 2k+views-on-this-blog-but-straight-to-the-topic kind of urgent So, straight to the topic. How do you make someone believe that you ain't gonna leave them? That's the question. No here and there. No beating around the bush. And here's the answer:  You freakin' stay. wait, that's it? you stay and that's how you make someone believe you ain't gonna leave? really? are you kidding me? No, darling. Not kidding. If you're asking how to make someone believe that , here: reality check - you can't. There are no words and no list of actions which you would do and the other person would just be like: hey, you said this, now i believe you or ohmygod, you did this, now i believe you'll stay Wouldn't that be an ea...

Helloooooo, You . yes, hello to you too people quiet, okay? just be a listener for this one, but stay okay? i am so nervous Helloooo, You . i did it already, didn't i? gawd Uh, I.. uh, miss you, You .  Remember I said, I'll show you my ocean of love before asking you to jump in it so that you can decide if you want to love me or not? And, I told you that I'm already ready to get drowned in your ocean, whether I've a life jacket or not? I'll continue what I was saying earlier. i said, i'll continue, so just keeping my word When people read my first write-up for you, damn they were teasing me by saying "I knew you were a hopeless romantic but this just confirms it", "He's a lucky man", "Tell me who is it? It can't be possible to love someone the way you wrote there without knowing them", "You've been in love secretly all this time and you kept this a secret?" and so much more. I was so overwhelmed with the repli...

"When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them." ~ Lemony Snicket I read this so long ago but it's stuck somewhere in my mind. So, let me speak on it so that I can focus on some other stucked things. This quote. What is it about? People showing and hiding their tears. People noticing and ignoring the same. Doing the good and bad. Doing the right and wrong. I don't think there's much to say on this because the quote speaks loud itself. But it does remind me of something and that is something to speak about. Ready for a lil' story? Here you go.  I was 8 years old. It was a PT period -- or say, activities period -- in which we, students, were playing something. I was running while some other kid was chasing me -- he would touch me and I lose, that was the game -- and me not being sporty at all, wasn't used to running and I fell....

Hellooooo, people. How're you? If you're okay, good; very good. If not, then you made the right choice by being here. Happy five two's. "02.02.2022" You know sometimes, I wonder that not everything you read might be relatable to you. There are some things which you relate to and there are those which you don't relate to but still understand them. not going into the topics which are neither relatable nor understandable for you I wanna show you  a few excerpts from the novel, Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty  and write why I want to show you this specific part along with them. PS: No Spoilers. "How could they admit to a stranger what went on in their marriage? The shame of it. The ugliness of their behavior. They were a fine-looking couple. People had been telling them that for years. They were admired and envied. They had all the privileges in the world. Overseas travel. A beautiful home." I wanna tell you:-  It doesn't have to be perfect if it l...