Taru

I see this Universe in Poetries, Patterns and Probabilities here to tell you Stories about it.

[talesoftaru]

I wish I could tell you, Mother that just like you.. I too am fighting with myself. But I cannot, so I guess you'll have to stay annoyed with me rotting in bed all the time.

~ taru.

[talesoftaru]

I think there is no such thing as afterlife and even if there is, who knows? I think all we have is now. Today. Life is very long but it ends. So if you get lucky and if you can, try to do all that you want to do. Try to be with people you want to be. Hug harder, kiss longer, walk slower if you get chance. Love people and take care of relationships. Let go of what doesn't value you, life is too short to waste time on bullshit. Go where you belong and if you don't find a place to call home, build it. Just from now onwards, live and love to the fullest.

~t

[talesoftaru]

At this point I think I have dealt with a lot, almost everything, almost everything. Sometimes I wonder what I would have been or how my life would have been today if life didn't show me its other side. I also think if anything in my life made sense because after whatever happened or almost happened, I am still alive. Couldn't run away, cause there wasn't any other option but to face. The only way out was through, I feel I still am partially in. And I think maybe it's okay if nothing had any meaning.. because I am still alive, I may not be tomorrow or some day so it's okay.

-taru

[talesoftaru]

Maine kahin padha tha, kabhi kabhi galat train bhi sahi jagah pahuncha deti hai. Dekhte hai.

[talesoftaru]

I just miss you in a quite simple desperate human way.

[talesoftaru]

Isn't it weird that he will never know, I saved my own WhatsApp number by his name and used to talk with it, I wrote letters to him everyday and burnt the pages. I edited our pictures together and deleted them, I talked to ChatGPT about him and my chat knows his favourite actor now. I have a separate section on my Notes app where I write for him. I talked to strangers about him. I hugged my pillow thinking it was him. Isn't it strange that he will never know this.

[talesoftaru]

My favourite loser is me when I thought he was a Lover Boy.

[talesoftaru]

And my final act of love was letting you go, and letting it hurt until it didn't and then moving on.

[talesoftaru]

I think the idea of "meant to be" is beautiful, but realistically, connections are mostly a result of choices, timing, and effort. I feel this way because so many people around us never find their endgame, and what they end up with is something I don’t think should be meant for anyone.

And also people wait for "the one" while hurting others along the way. We have all had our share of misery, and therefore, we should recover and move on so that we don’t miss out on something that could have been beautiful. Maybe there’s no such thing as "the one meant for you." People are just people like us, and one might not get plenty of good ones in a lifetime. But when you do, you either fumble them or you don’t.

-taru

[talesoftaru]

I have tasted commitment I have tasted situationship. I highly recommend blocking them when you see the first "hi"

[talesoftaru]

And suddenly I had no intentions of waiting for him which was odd because I would've waited for him my whole life (if he showed me even 1% of love)

[talesoftaru]

"ur weird" yea sometimes I push away people to see if they'll pull me closer.

[talesoftaru]

Kalli Bheed Ch Baithi Teri Peed Le Baithi Russeya Ranjha Ve Mera Main Vi Kamm Na Aithi

I sit alone in a crowd, I yearn for you, My beloved is upset with me, Well, i am no less.

[talesoftaru]

tujhe sochun to bikhar jaun

naa sochun to kidhar jaun ?

[talesoftaru]

For now the search is over. But if love knocks my door again, I hope it will be someone who knows how to hold me.

[talesoftaru]

When I look back at my relationships with everyone. I see myself as a person who will be remembered as someone who was there, who was present, I will be remembered as someone who cared and gave chances. And hopefully I will be remembered as a person who was Hot and Cool but also felt warm. Someone who listened, and talked. Who was brave enough to cry and who laughed.. a lot. Who owned their mistakes and was considerate. When I look back at my relationships I hope I was someone who will be remembered and who was okay with never being remembered.

-taru

[talesoftaru]

I no longer send risky texts, now I directly call them.