I’m living to die….

It was a time when i was completely a stranger to myself. Death introduced me the meaning of myself. Death is not a tragedy, its a new phase in which all u are going to have is yourself..

Living is finding peace within but death will give you the peace which u can never find in anything. Living doesn’t only mean roaming around, hooking up, cleaning your wardrobe. These are not the real meaning of life. So what does it really mean?

Living is to understand this puppet show of life. Living is getting that kick by helping someone. Living is not thinking about death. Living is enjoying every second of this world watch. To live is to see and listen…

Death is inevitable.

All our lives we just fear death whereas all we fear is to die without getting that one kick of life, that peace for which we crave. We need to break this circle of life and listen to the voice within.

Make sure that your ride towards death will be enchanting and enlightening: because we are living to die.

-jahnvi sharma

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He became her 11:11 wish ❤

The day she met him, she started believing in love at first sight…..

He love that feeling he got when he saw her smile…

Love for her was someone telling her that i want you to be my life and i want to be your 11:11 wish..

I will be there no matter what will be the situation…. and i will always love you the way i do now……….

Love gave them a beautiful relationship for the rest of their life….

She wanted a promise from him, the day any of us wants to get out of this relation, we will tell it and will end this relation on a happy note….

The day he gave her that promise…

He became her 11:11 wish come true

I am asifa

Another day passed away.. ..

Another crime took place…

Another girl’s life was sacrificed…

But this time i dont think it was my fault…

I am asifa…

The girl who is getting so much popularity after sacrificing her life…

This time i dont think it was my fault…

I’m only 8 year old baby girl..

Was that my fault?

Or trusting that uncle whom i thought my well wisher was my fault?

Or was it just about a hindu muslim indifference because of which i lost my life….

No it was not my fault…

It was his fault who raped me…

It was his fault who raped me at a place where girls were worshipped as goddess..

It was his mother’s fault who can teach her son that girl are not meant to satisfy your hunger of lust..

It was his fault if he couldn’t notice the pain on my small innocent face because he was busy in satisfying his greed for lust…

He raped me in that temple where once i was worshipped as goddess..

I pleaded in front of him to leave me but i think my voice can’t reach his ears because he was busy tyring to kill my soul…

People use to blame girls for inviting boys to rape them..

But i dont think i invited him…

Whaat wass myy faultt ???

Everytime when a girl become a food of such kind of wolfs what all you do…

Protest for few day…

Media add some ingredients of their own …..

Some people support these dogs …

And then after sometime some other girl suffer… and history repeat itself..

The one who is supporting my rapist..

The killer of my soul ..

U are also equally responsible for my death..

Yes i was a muslim but i was a child tooo…

Only thing i could say now is

“humanity is dead, and we are beasts”

I wish my rapists will also feel the

same pain my mother is facing…

All i can say is it was not my fault…

What was my fault..

Was it my fault if he raped me?

Was it my fault if he touched my body even when i dont like it?

Or being a girl was my fault?

I was drunk, but was it my fault?

Did i provoke him?

So many questions raised in my head.

Scratching my soul, killing me deep inside..

No…

I didn’t provoke him to rape.

No….

I didn’t invite them to touch me.

I cried that whole night when he touched my naked body..

He is not only a rapist but a murderer also.

He not only raped me but also killed my soul..

Just to prove his manliness

He killed my soul…

I hated myself because i thought it was my fault….

No…

It was not my fault…

I wanted to kill myself because i thought it was all my fault…

No…

It was not my fault…..

That day a girl died……

But you know what…….

It was not her fault….

Now she is only remembered in prayers…

But you know what……

It was not her fault……..

My laces wali best friend👭

Sometime’s we meet people coincidentally and then they became our life…

Something same happened with me

This bitch right above in the picture become my life❤❤

We started with cute bond with some hatred and that’s ok bcz not every sweet thing is good for heath 😂

She is the one who will never say that i’m pretty on my face but i know i always have her back..

We have our own army and we are going to burry everyone who will break our heart😂…

I’ll never forget….

The memories we shared…

I’ll never forget….

Our shitty conversations

I’ll never forget…

How we use to irritate others

I’ll never forget….

How we understand each others thought just by having an eye contact…

And specially that sui dhaga period😂😂

I’ll never forget…

How we rock those boring periods and then start laughing on those boring topics also😂

If anyone ever broke your heart, i’m going to break his face and kick his ass….

I’ll never forget…

How we use to check out those hot guys and say this one is mine…. better luck next time..

I’ll never forget…

How your bestie got jealous because of me..

I will tell my children that she is the most precious gem of my life❤

More than you idiots 👩‍👧‍👧

I wish this bond will last for longer and longer till our death……

I wish you will always be my best friend….

Dear diary🌸

Life is much more then what we expected it to be..

I met a boy…

We talk……

It was epic……

And then the sun came up and reality sets in.

Sometimes it’s ok to give up on things..

Because they are not meant to be …..

All my reasons aren’t reasons, they were excuses…

Yes i’m afraid of the reality…

I’m afraid of the happiness that life is throwing towards me..

I’m afraid that if i’ll be happy again even for one minute then i will crash into that bridge again…

I wish i could turn the pages of my life like he does to me..

But then….

The sun came up and reality sets in.

Dear Best Friend❤

Dear best friend, I have all the rights to insult you, care for you, slap you whenever i want to, make you smile, share problems with you, love you..

You make me feel special and that’s why i love you….

Because of you i laugh a little harder, cry a little less and smile a lot more.

You are my favourite person, even though you are a tramp most of the time, but that’s why i like you..

You protect me from all the other boys.

I’m your best friend and you can’t do anything about it..

You are fucking stupid, but i’m stupid too…

Speaking to you is the best part of the day

We are best friends forever right??

Dear best friend you will always be mine❤