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Title; Friendship Attachment- Destroy you Emotionally and Mentally-

Friendship, we often define it as a person who understands you, loves you differently and accept you as who you are without any complain, any inequalities who stood by you when even when your own parents doesn't understand you. Friendship is the most beautiful parts of life.

We laugh, shares secrets and support each other in difficult times.

But sometimes, we get too attached to our friends. We start depending on them for everything our happiness, our mood, and even our peace of mind. We think they will always stay the same.

But people change. When a best friend changes their behaviour, it can hurt a lot They may talk less, ignore us, or behave differently. And at that moment you will feel that you're being replaced by someone new. This can make us feel sad, lonely, and even broken inside. It can destroy us emotionally and mentally if we are too attached. That being the reason its sometimes said breaking up of friendship hurts more than a relationship of loves, because when you breakup you still have your best friend beside you who will be available for you 24/7 who is ready to listen your whole story and take your side even if it was your mistake That the importance of Friendship.

The problem is, people change. Their priorities change, their behavior changes, and sometimes their feelings also change. It is not always wrong, it is a part of life. But when we are too attached, even a small change feels like a big heartbreak.

We begin to overthink feel ignored and question our own worth. We ask ourselves, “Did I do something wrong? This emotional pain can slowly affect our mental peace and confidence. It feels like losing a part of ourselves.

The truth is, we should never lose ourselves while loving someone. Friendship should give us strength, not make us weak. It should add happiness to our life, not become the only source of it.

That is why balance is important. Care for your friends, love them, but also learn to stand strong on your own. Your peace, your self-respect and your happiness should always come first.

True friendship is about understanding, not controlling. People may change, but we should not lose ourselves because of that.

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NO School

NO Friends

NO Health

NO Life

NO Family

Say NO to child labor Say YES to education

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5:00 A.M. – The Reel That Brought You Back

I had forgotten the shape of your name

on my lips.

Forgotten the way my days once

began and ended with you.

Months passed —

and I didn’t even wonder

if you existed somewhere

under the same sky as me.

You became

a closed chapter.

Or at least,

that’s what I told my heart.

But today…

at exactly 5 a.m.,

when the world was half asleep

and I was just scrolling through silence,

a random reel

played a song —

our kind of song.

And suddenly

I wasn’t in my room anymore.

I was in us.

Memories rushed in

like rivers running wild after a storm,

no warning,

no mercy.

Tears fell

the way they do

when the heart remembers

what the mind tried so hard to forget.

I asked myself —

Do I wish you were still here?

Do I let go… again?

And the truth is,

I don’t miss who you are now.

I miss who we were then.

Maybe healing isn’t

about never feeling it again.

Maybe it’s about

letting the tears fall

without running back.

So tonight,

I’ll let the sad song play.

I’ll let the memories visit.

But I won’t beg them to stay.

Some people are meant

to be a chapter —

not the whole book.

And maybe,

just maybe,

5 a.m. wasn’t a sign

to go back.

It was a reminder

that I survived it.

And I will again. 🤍💔

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The Nights That Ask for Someone

Most nights, I am okay.

I sleep late, scroll a little, overthink a little, smile at random memories, and exist peacefully in my own company. I have learned how to be alone without feeling lonely. It is a routine now — my quiet strength.

But then…

there are those nights.

The sudden ones.

Nothing bad happens. No breakdown. No dramatic reason.

Yet a soft emptiness walks in and sits beside me.

On those nights, I don’t want love.

I don’t want a relationship.

I don’t even have a specific person in mind.

I just want someone.

Someone who would say,

“I’m here… talk if you want.”

Not to solve my problems.

Not to give advice.

Just to exist on the other side of the call.

My phone is full of contacts.

So many names. So many numbers.

But in that moment, every name feels distant.

Who do I call?

Will they pick up?

What if they’re busy?

What if I’m disturbing them?

And when I don’t call — it’s not because they don’t care.

And when they don’t pick — it’s not their fault.

Still, the silence becomes louder.

It’s a strange kind of loneliness —

not because you have no people,

but because you don’t know who is your person in that exact moment.

Maybe it’s not about needing someone.

Maybe it’s about being used to a comfort that once existed.

A habit of being heard.

An addiction to that one simple sentence:

“Tell me… what happened?”

And when that comfort isn’t there,

the night feels longer than usual.

But the truth is —

those nights also teach something quietly.

They teach you how deeply you can feel.

They show you the value of presence.

They remind you that one day, you will be that “someone” for another person.

And maybe…

somewhere…

someone is staring at their contact list too,

hoping to call you.

Until then,

we learn to hold ourselves,

to whisper to our own hearts —

“I’m here. Talk to me.”

Because some nights don’t need people.

They just need a little warmth — even if it comes from within.

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Songs That Know Too Much About Me”

There are songs I can’t play in public

because they’ve seen me cry in my room.

Songs that know the names I don’t say anymore.

Songs that remember people I’m trying to forget.

Songs that hold entire phases of my life in 3 minutes.

Music is scary like that —

it keeps evidence.

One beat

and suddenly I’m back in a hallway,

a bus ride,

a festival night,

a person’s smile.

I don’t skip those songs though.

Because being understood — even by a playlist —

is still being understood.

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People Who Know Me in Different Fonts”

There’s a version of me that exists in everyone’s phone.

In my best friend’s chat — I’m voice notes, 3 a.m. breakdowns, and unfiltered memes.

In my mother’s phone — I’m “Have you eaten?” and missed calls.

In group projects — I’m “seen” at 11:47 PM.

In someone’s archived chat — I’m a paragraph they never replied to.

It’s funny how I’m fluent in being different people

but still struggle to be myself in my own notes app.

Sometimes I wish I could gather all the versions of me

sit them down in one room

and ask

“Which one of you is real?”

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The Responsible Friend Secretly Wants a Day Off”

I am the

“did you reach home?”

“text me when you get there”

“don’t forget the deadline”

“let’s start now so we don’t panic later”

person.

The one teachers trust.

The one friends rely on.

The one who carries extra safety pins, power banks, and backup plans.

And I’m proud of her.

I really am.

Because I know this version of me is the reason things work.

The reason people feel safe.

The reason my life is slowly, steadily moving forward.

I know the fruits will come.

I know it’s worth it.

But some days…

I look at the carefree ones —

the “leave it, we’ll see” people

the last-minute magic makers

the “who cares?” personalities

the ones who walk away from responsibility like it’s a notification they can clear later —

and I feel something ugly and honest:

jealousy.

Not because they’re better.

But because they’re lighter.

They don’t carry the constant

“what if this fails because I didn’t try enough?”

voice in their head.

They don’t feel personally responsible for everyone’s experience.

They don’t turn rest into guilt.

Meanwhile my brain is a permanent committee meeting:

“If we don’t do this, it won’t happen.”

“We should start.”

“Think ahead.”

“Plan it properly.”

I am tired of being the strong one

the sorted one

the dependable one.

Sometimes I want to disappear from the group chat

show up late

forget things on purpose

not care if it all falls apart.

Not because I’m irresponsible —

but because I want to know how it feels to be free.

Still, when things actually go wrong

everyone looks at me.

And I hate how fast I step forward and say,

“Okay, I’ll handle it.”

Because this is who I am.

A responsible person

who occasionally dreams of being careless

but would never forgive herself if she actually was.

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The joy of cooking

To cook, as a home cook, isn’t just to cook—it’s to plan, to shop, to store, to prepare, to combine, to heat, to serve. The joy that come out when you at home alone and your planning to cook your favourite dishes especially when rains combine and the whole scenario become so well to cook .

And especially when you try to impress others by your cooks .it becomes challenging but same time as a cook lover you enjoy it and accept the challenge .while cooking in my though I usually think how happy will be my consumers to eat such a tasty and delicious food made by this little chef .

After all the hard work of cooking such a delicious foods the comments that come from them are worth it our tiredness would be vanished by the joy of cooking this all delicious foods.

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Average student.

Y feeling so sad

Y feeling So helpless

It's just a number

That comes and go

Just be yourself and thank God for what you have and wat you are

Need you to calm down ,still time is there

Do not think bout wat others or wat others want you to be

Just be yourself and that how you grow

Never compares yourself with other because your are one of a kind

And you never know wat they are going through

It's never the same as you

Just be happy and smile cus your happy smile can make someone sad smiles too

Just be courage and trust in the lord

Cus he knows wat is right and wat is wrong for you

And he knws the perfect timings

So just be patience enough to wait fr the right time

God will never let's ur harwork go in vain.

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"SOMEWHERE "

Sometimes in life we feel so bore

But someone's somewhere is not happy as you and me

Somewhere far at the border when a soldier sleeps

Missing his loved one's he silently weeps

Somewhere Mother painfully sighs

Because her new born baby didn't open his eyes

Somewhere a poor dad silently cries

When he sees his son begging for a bowl of rice

Somewhere in an orphanage a little girl is sad

When she misses her mom and dad

So,at times a reason to smile you may not have

Say to yourself that you are happier than many

Cause life is beautiful and is not always bore

And someone somewhere is not as happy as you and me

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"SOMEWHERE "

Sometimes in life we feel so bore

But someone's somewhere is not happy as you and me

Somewhere far at the border when a soldier sleeps

Missing his loved one's he silently weeps

Somewhere Mother painfully sighs

Because her new born baby didn't open his eyes

Somewhere a poor dad silently cries

When he sees his son begging for a bowl of rice

Somewhere in an orphanage a little girl is sad

When she misses her mom and dad

So,at times a reason to smile you may not have

Say to yourself that you are happier than many

Cause life is beautiful and is not always bore

And someone somewhere is not as happy as you and me

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Village volunteers - those normal living people who now become the protectors of their village people's.They are the souls of the village in their embrace the village's dreams align,..

A patriotic poem

By-Thongminthang Lhungdim.

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TAH CHANU tale ,forever anew. Kukibrave mothers and sisters defending their ancestral land without fear.

#kuki #kuki warrior #kuki tahchanu

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AN UNSUNG HERO

And, I may die;

I want to die a warrior's death.

A gentlement's death.

A man who died fighting to protect his people ,

Aan who died defending his dignity,

A true son of the soil !

A true definition of who TAH CHAPA is

An unsung hero !

And,if i may live;

May i rather live with dignity ,

May i live as a man who protect his people ,

May i live as a man who defends his land,

May i live as a man who gives everything for his people,

May i live as a man with integrity .

May i live as a true TAH CHAPA;

A son of the soil !

By- PuPu_ Paocha

THINGKHO LE MALCHA

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Summers time is more pleasant than monsoon .

A poet once wrote-"Hail the season of raining,a seasons of green gaining " And then there is Lana Del Ray who got the "summer sadness"..why do people had summer so much?

Well I'm of the opinion that summer is much beeter than monsoon..

Some points ;

Summer bears more fruits than any other seasons .

Summer holidays are longer than winter..which means more months to chill in a home work free environment

Relation with health-sun provide us vitam-D which is very essential for our body.

The sunlight makes you happy ,it makes your Brian produce more serotonin ,a chemical which make you feel happy..

In concluding ,each seasons has its own beauty and uniqueness.whether one revels in the warthm of summer or finds solace in the refreshing downpours of the monsoon.Each season has its own charm.

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Lover's.

Here in the mid of night,

I'm lost and i can't get high

Need u to see some light

I really need ur time,cuz

Yur love has declined

This feeling is so sad,

My mind goes mad

Can't get to u and

This feels so bad

I talk to myself,feeling broke

Need u to hold and i won't let go

This is real feelings ,

No lies yo so amazing

All i want u to know, Is..

Yo like a gold , please..

Don't leave me lone'

I know I made mistake ,

But if u leave this heart will break

I admit all my faults, please

Let me hold u close

Sware to God, I won't let go

Without u ,life won't flow

Through the night I feel low

Life is shady ,without u days feel dark

Losing u would be my worst nightmare

Do u remember things I've told

That u worth more than gold

No-one can compare to u in this world

Yo the only that had my soul

I love u always and that's for sure

That i am missing u more and more

When the night comes,

I know I'm far beyond ma second chance

But all the times we spend together i would remenise till my breath will last

By;KaiZou

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DREAM WALKER

Hey sweet dream Walker

You been running in my sleep,Would u come closer

Taking all my thoughts like a mind killer

Life is getting good ever since I saw those smile

This feeling feel so real wish I could see you clear

You jump right into my life and now I'm in love with you dear

All these mind of mine that i wanna to say to you

Keeps on running on my mind like those favourite tunes

Wish everything's just real and I'd hold you close

Need no diamond jewels it's only you my mind would choose

Ain't no Fictional it's a real feeling

Your pretty face damn it's so killing