The Dazzling Soul

*UNERASED*         The first boy who held my hand, told me boys are not here about to here vagina's bleeding. Younger me could smell the misogyny. Vagina's are only meant to be fucked. Breasts only meant to be sucked. Mouths only meant to blow. It's true, i know. My waist meant to be compared to an hour glass. My voice only meant to quiver." Ugh, please, fast". Yet, i am silenced. For all we boiled down to is sexual interaction. Not just me, my mother, sister, friends, all quicken their pace post 8:30 in the evening. My mom telling me to wear skirts out less often. Nirbhaya and more, left forgotten. We don't wanna be India's another daughters, do we? So i wear my jeans long and wear tops high. Don't show my cleavage or any hint of my thigh. Don't want to be mistaken for wanting it. Cause if i wear less, i am more than just flaunting it. I'm risking it. Risking not my virginity, but my life. My hymen seems to be scared, told to keep it till i...

Friendships are among the most complex but meaningful relationships in our lives. These unique bonds often run deeper than family ties, and sometimes last longer than our relationships with spouses or lovers. Yet there are few agreed-upon ground rules or roadmaps… A Best Friend is the kind of person who knows you inside and out, yet associates with you anyway. They love you to the core. They know your deepest darkest secrets, and keep them forever. They know your flaws, and disregard them happily. They hold your hand when you cry and are right by your side when you're laughing so hard you can't breathe. If you have a best friend, damn, you're lucky. But if not, you could spend your entire life searching. Here I wite a letter to you for being all these years with me...for supporting me,handling my craziness Varsha about why you’re my best friend and saturate it with all the generic reasons and adorable anecdotes, but I’m not going to do that because you already ...

Hey loves!😊 Sometimes being silent can be such a refreshing wave of relief. Practice being silent at times when you feel stress or any other negative emotion. Just back away from all the details by allowing yourself to be embraced by the comforting silence. Know that this too shall pass, you are doing really well and everything is working out for your highest good. Relax and enjoy the reliefgiving silence for a while. It's time for short blog!😉 Hope you all are doing well😊 Will see you soon with some more intresting stuff on!😉 Till than stay tunned stay connected!✌ Love-Hetvi❤

Love is one of the most complicated emotions of all. sometimes you fall in love with someone who can return your feelings and sometimes you don’t, sometimes you fall in love with someone who doesn’t love you back, you might end up getting hurt and heartbroken when someone you loved more than anything in the world leaves you. Love can be sweet, when you use the right ingredients, but sometimes you fail and it will become the most bitter thing in the world. You keep trying to find your true soulmates, but this time you will be armed with some good techniques that will help you when you find your prince charming. This book contains tips and suggestions to help you find the right guy and make him fall in love with you. What women don’t know is, even men want a lasting relationship and even they want to marry the woman of their dreams. Dating someone you already know is one thing, but when you go out on a first date with someone who you do not know very well, that is complet...

WELL YOU MAY ENTER THE COFFIN OF WORDS, HERE YOU WONT SEE THE MIGHTY SWORDS. SAVE YOUR GRUDGES IN YOUR DEN, WHILE I INK MY PAGES WITH MY PEN To love is to die in the arms of your lover.. With the breath of a baby and scent of a flower.. To love is to live when your soul does shiver.. Like the sun through the moon is ready to deliver.. My ink heard a tale of some stupid love.. All love is stupid but here was the lily in love.. The only one who shines in this garden of mesh.. The rose next to me is looking so fresh.. I know he knows what I feel for him.. All the love I sing in this lovely hymn.. Or doesn’t he know that I am silly..? Doesn’t he know the beauty of this lily..? He maybe a charm but a dream is this lily.. Whose newly-knit love has gone very silly.. I will ask him for a date with me.. In a garden of mesh where stands no tree.. Where we will sit and drink some air.. Breathe some love and show some care.. Where our eyes will talk and our lips will list...

I’ve actually never spent a single Valentine’s Day with a guy and you know what, I think it’s going pretty well. t's Valentine's week! Love Matters is bringing you articles about Valentine's Day all week! Wish you a happy Valentine's Day! I’m not kidding when I say that because according to me, Valentine’s Day is way too much pressure on love and relationships. I have nothing against the holiday, for I think the idea behind it is a nice sentiment. THE DAY Certainly, we could go on about how it’s a holiday created by card companies etc. but that’s the main issue here. According to me, if you make Valentine’s Day about finding a Valentine and expressing your feelings then you’ve got too much to think about already. Why do you need a day to summon up the courage to approach somebody anyway? You can do that any day that you choose to. If anything I’d do it on some other day than Valentine’s Day because it’s quite ...

It took a while, to get like this; true smiles and true happiness, enjoying every moment of every day, being friendly to everyone and expecting no reward. I once was sad, bitter and cold. All of my smiles were fake and followed by a feeling of empty coldness. I felt numb or no emotion even when I was surrounded by what I knew mattered most. Even though I knew I had all I could ever need, I couldn’t help but fixate on what I didn’t have. When I thought I had enough I wanted more; once I got what I wanted, I found something else to want. No matter the goodness that was right in front of me, I was never satisfied. Constantly I waited for something that was never going to come. I hated being sad, but I was addicted to it. Yes, I wanted to get better, yet I was in love with the feeling of empty despair and sorrow that came with every day. This is confusing to understand, but trust me, it is far more complicated. The struggles in your life are essential to shaping you into the p...