Real.

lol

(X)

OMGGAAAWWWWDDDDD SOOO LUCKY WOW!!!! CONGOO!! Your mom's a hero lol

I bought like 14 of them and got the main trio in the first 4 I opened, then I realised i spent wayy too much on this 🥹 (worth it)

I WANT HARRY POTTER KINDERJOY

[read the previous poems for context ly]

Letters from Juliet (IV)

I woke up today and realised

that it isn't about your name not being there on my lips

it's not about the roses not smelling like you

or the coffee not reminding me of us

or me not being afraid of thunder anymore

It's the fact that I wish it wasn't this way

I , deeply, desperately, delusionally wish for -

my lips to be stained by your name

not just roses but every single flower to remind me of you

me to be scared of every thunderstorm

and that is because

a part of me

a stupid godamn part of me

wishes that you'll be there to comfort me

maybe I'm still holding onto that part of me

a poet Ahmad Faraz once said

"ranjish hī sahī dil hī dukhāne ke liye aa

aa phir se mujhe chhoḌ ke jaane ke liye aa"

Just the thought of you coming back generates more happiness than the inherent pain of you walking away

which you will

you always do

with so much ease

it makes me question humanity

Maybe you didn't like me

but just for humanity,

I expected you to turn around

but you didn't

Or maybe you did and I didn't catch you

(Even though I haven't looked away since the first time I saw you)

how is it so easy for you?

how is it so hard for me?

did you ever have tears in your eyes for me?

No

No you didn't

I did

Way too many times

I have them in my eyes right now

I don't know why I have them

Maybe I am sad that you have left

maybe I am sad that I didn't leave with you

Maybe I am sad that you left with someone else

Maybe I am worried that this "someone" won't love you as much as I did

Maybe I am worried that this "someone" does love you as much as I did

Maybe I am angry that I made a fool of myself

That I wasted my time on you

maybe that's all you were

a waste of time and energy

maybe that's how I want to remember it

But the stupid part of me won't let that happen

I want to remember you as my first love

As the first person I shared a part of myself with

The first person who made me feel stupid

The person who made me a hopeless romantic

And then left me hopelessly

and now I want to turn into you

I want to pretend to care

I want to pretend to like someone

I don't want to be a hopeless romantic anymore

So that just the way I fixed you

Someone fixes me

I am sure many people want to

Many people are stupid like me

Yk the worst thing about habits?

they take 21 days to form

But won't even go away in 21 years

(I can't confirm it I'm still 16)

"Marne ke baad bhi meri aankhen khuli rhi

Aadat pari thi inhe intezaar ki"

~habits

maybe it's not even the "habit"

maybe it's just the aftertaste of it

maybe the aftertaste is like a scar

which heals over time but still leaves an imprint

"i looked down on my body

only to find myself drowned in those footprints

a sign of visitors"

I have to come to terms with it

That I am here and will always be

But you have walked away

far away

I have to let these scars heal

I have to

I can't let them stay open

they'll catch an infection

maybe I want them to

because that stupid part of me

hopelessly hopes that'll you'll come to treat it

that you'll kiss it better

you won't

someone will

someone will walk in to treat all the wounds they didn't create

someone will walk in to heal something they didn't break

"i saw the tides gently wipe away some of these footprints while leaving the most

only to make space for more visitors to come

the visitors leave , their footprints stay

until another visitor walks over them"

Are you preparing for JEE?

Yes , I'm preparing for jee 2025 and I have my first attempt in january

I've actually started preparing late so idk how my first attempt will be ,but I'm gonna try my best and give both attempts.

I'll also be giving BITSAT :))

(I'm answering my first proper "ask" aaaahhh)

Ghalib.

Letters from Juliet (I)

We're astrologers aren't we jack?

Predicted it all long before our story was anywhere near to "near the end".

Why does it hurt then?

Back in July ,

I remember.

summer skies,

cherry lies.

You and me.

My endless stories.

Your pointless jokes.

loud laughs turned to silent cries,

for how long should one try?

My feet are calloused

My hands are sweaty

And I promise, i can do with all

but my heart.

It's tired.

It has been crushed before

And it can't take it no more

The world has its daggers at me

I crave warmth,

you gave it to me.

held me.

rocked me back and forth.

I loved you,

You loved me.

this was never a love story.

All the predictions we had

"How will it end?"

none ended with us together.

We are not each other's first

And we'll certainly not be last.

But I had faith,

In heaven.

In God.

You didn't.

so god saved you.

-Agrima Nath

yeah I'm definitely failing chemistry