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Hey, I'm Sumbul Hyder. I write and I share feelings. I'm bad at quoting other peoples lives so I started quoting my life. Follow me for viewing my daily posts. Support my work and my words. Follow me on Instagram @la.escritora Happy blogging!

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Subtle reminder!

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She was made of stone my darling, So cold And so misunderstood.🍭 (at Misunderstories)

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(Read the caption.) Suicidal.....? For what? Because you've lost hope? Because of the courage you lack? Because you failed the attempts? Because you think you're not reaching to your level of set standards? Or because of those tongues who mock your ideal mind? But didn't you notice? They are all the weaknesses which are so small, to make you take your life down! Ever thought about your parents? The one who spent their whole life to watch you grow from a tiny toddler to a human of happiness. And did they ever taught you to drown in the ocean of regret or to swim to the shore. Did they ever dreamt of you dying infront of them? Then why? Leave the world aside, Why would you do something like this to them who cared enough for you to sacrifice their wants to fulfill yours? . . . . The world is full of failures and crude souls. But that doesn't mean you have to be a part of it. Rise above all the negativities. Look how beautiful the sunrise could be.💖 ©Sumbul #sucidalthoughts #killingstalking #dyinglight #helpingothers #talkaloud #encouragingquotes #praisebreak #dearhappiness #wordporn #ttt #theuncommonbox (at Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh)

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They exist. People like these. Like, Kind souls and healing smiles. They exist. Don't they? ©Sumbul . . . Comment below your story out. (If you wish, ir DM simply!😇) Let me know your point of views. Other than that, Take Care💟 (at Healing workshop in lucknow)

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What If, black color never existed, Would then white still be the shade of racism? ©Sumbul (at Shade Mirror)

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Been there? . . . How often many times do we let our relationships sink in? And even if finding the right hands to fit your finger gaps with, Come right alonv your path; You've to part your way with them. . . That kills your spirit. The soul you mended which once was shattered. And risked it to fall for someone, once again. . . I wish sometimes, just sometimes, I could magically make people stay with me. Like tag them along with me. . . . Haven't you felt the same at some point of your life? Comment below. ©Sumbul (at Caption)

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//Part 2// Brushing all those thoughts, I nodded and let the robe slip off my shoulders.    "lay bare, on the carpet."  I did as I was instructed. I can see those chandeliers, the ones who witnessed the murder of my soul. The candles are crying their  grithrough. "I like your legs." Spitting out these words he placed his fingers on my knees. "And also the way they  bend to swallow my love into you...." He stopped mid-sentence.  My gaze shifted and met his hungry eyes. "Oh my..."  With these words, I was divested with hard thumps and sore cramps. And i was discarded yet again. The birds are now peeping through. Look at them, mere creatures. Pitying on me. His hand caging mine. I watch him sleep with satisfaction and sheer peace. I lie. I lie everyday. This is my story, and I am surviving it. I can't escape. Marriage is such a pure thing. There's nothing such like 'Marital Rape'. He ain't raping me. Is he? ©Sumbul

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//Part1// The night was darker than the usual, the air moved gently caressing my cheeks and then, i heard a  voice... "Undress." It's been 8 months now. Each wall of this house has seen me killing my dignity. Each window has silenced my shrieks. Each and every door has a story to be unlocked. The wardrobe, it hides my agony. The fireplace has watched me, the miserable me, the broken me. The bookshelf has no other story as like mine. The chandeliers, they seem to be reluctant to place their  light on me. The pillars know the height of insecurity I suffer with. The flowers of divine aura, stinks with the sadness of my sorrow. I still remember the morning i was brought to this odium mansion of debauchery. Oh how crude someone could be to it's senses. I was left with nothing, but this luscious body of mine which attracted his wantonness. I stopped living the day my screams were shut bolted and my flesh was embraced by him. This man, who unleashed his apetite of fornication on me, each day, each night. Again and again,  beating the spirit out of my corpse. Him and his manhood were my lord, as he exxagerated.  The rope of survival hangs onto my head.  Play or get played.  They say that with time, you get accustomed with pain bearing. But do they know that the wounds heal but not the scars? Ofcourse a time comes when you can't feel the wound that stings but the heart that constantly cries. My hands know no sweet kisses. My eyes know no rainbow. My lips know no soft fingers and my breasts know no motherhood. . . . Continued to next part! Let me know how was the part 1? ©Sumbul . . . #Captionstory #wordgasm #writersgram #writinglove

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Thank you pa.😇😙 Just thank you to bear me and my insane tantrums and stupid rants when I'm super moody. I may not post for mothers day at once, but surely acknowledge this day every year, every day, till life!💙 This man is love! . . . Happy fathers day people✌👼 #fathersday #likefatherlikedaughter (at Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh)

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"Oh she's a hoe!" People exclaimed. "Yes yes, she's one 'Heaven On Earth' kind of a woman!" The man in love smilingly stated. ©Sumbul . . . On a dry phase lately, Let me know and or comment below what should i write upon? . . . . Also take care✌

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And then I'll wait for the sunrise, To see the darkness trading it's virtue with light. You see the darkness isn't permanent, But the light is!😌✌ ©Sumbul One of the quote from my diary!😁 (at Islam & Peace)

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And I don't want to take any chance to let any secret be unlocked. Many a times what people spill out to your soul, is their deepest of dark truths. And we shall keep it hidden. That will ensure trust. You live in a world full of illusions. The world of sweet faces with bitter heart. The world of peace and tormenting hurt. The world of doors to be open to nowhere and the roads to be led to heavens. And these illusions sometimes tend to make one forget the reality. Don't be among such people. Get out. Find light. Be silent and listen much. ©Sumbul #words #woth #quote #qotd #writers #writing #writersunited #writersofinstagram #secrets #mootpoint #silence #whitelies #time #lostandfound #wordgasm #videogram #classified (at Moot Point)

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First time collaborated with Anand Prakash Tiwari🙈😍 @writer_sahab Disclaimer- Slide. Do comment below your views and perspective for what we spoke. (at Human I am, Humanity Is My Religion)

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Tell your friends about me😁

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Which one of them are your favorite series? Comment below. . . Critics are always invited!💙 . . . #friends #madmen #suits #GOT #HIMYM #houseofcards #2brokegirls #walkingdead #breakingbad #bigbangtheory #13reasons why

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You call people with names. You watch their faces but not their souls. You hide behind the laughter but really you are crying inside. look at you. Have you found yourself? yet you judge me....? Do you know your judgement can ruin someone's entire day or perhaps the life. Probably worse enough to fit into your categories, one may die so many lives to live one life that you approve of! How much are you trying to give in than to lose it all? Are you scared of the reality or just trying to put a mask on them? The same mask that you are wearing? ©Sumbul Oh darling, you are suffering, so are they. You are judging the actions but never thinking about the reasons. Imagine yourself on the receiving end, honey. How would you feel? The guy who got busted for stealing at Walmart today? His mother is in hospital and he's broke. The guy who bullies youngers in your school? He is bullied at home. The girl in your school you call a hoe? She was cheated so many times that she lost her believe in love. You don't have to support their wrongs. No, love, I'm not asking you for that. I just want you to understand that they are like you,  love. Humans. Who make mistakes. Who have problems. Who are beautiful. - @numbedwords . . . . This was an honest confession-collaboration with this Amazing writer❤ (at Madhya Pradesh)