May 03,2020

To my Laughing Tetrad ,

To the one who was ready to listen my whole drama,to the one who brings me chai ,to the one who was ready to bunk ,to the one whom we used to walk together ,one who taught us all just before the exams, and the one with the booze, I miss you guys.

I know you assholes are scared, a bit nervous, and are probably plotting how to cheat on life this one last time as you managed to during our internals.

We’re about to finish within quarantine in a month and we will hug tighter this time and as scary as it is, I want you to know that it’s going to be okay.

I know the only trips we made together were to the metro stations but I promise you guys, someday, I’ll hit you up with plane tickets and we’ll have our ‘Dil Chahta Hai’ trip.

I always thought college was supposed to make you ready for the life ahead, but it was you guys who made it bearable.

You guys made me realize that it’s very easy to breathe, to stop and live in the moment, to feel like a child, and behave like one, too.

As stubborn as each one of you is, you made your way into my heart, placed yourself as obstinately in my life as you try to make space for four on one bench, and made sure my gallery was flooded with all of your faces.

Today, I have more photos of you guys than my parents.

Those pictures have sounds and I wish I could tell you how beautiful we sound laughing.

How BEAUTIFUL we sound laughing!

I miss laughing and I hope when we meet next, we’ll all have new jokes to tell and new memories to make.

If I knew how long we would be away from each other, I would have hugged you all a little tighter, drank an extra cup of chai together, and probably would’ve stayed back in the college canteen for a few more hours , would've played ludo once more😭.

Next time we meet, the chai and cakes are on me. Imagine me rolling my eyes and saying I love you to each one of you because if I could, I would do that right now.

Let’s Duo call tonight.

Yours ,

Chintu.

(This lockdown , actually I am missing my tetrad , so being nostalgic I wrote a letter to them in my diary.)

May 05,2020

Smallest things in life matter the most' 🌻

While I sit in my terrace everyday , wondering about my life, and while my mind thinks the wildest of the things, my mama just appeared and bought me breakfast,yes my favorite brown bread with Olive spread.

This sweet little gesture literally makes my day, and make me think of the beautiful things and people I'm surrounded with.
No matter how hard it is to live, you still find a way. And that way to life can literally be anything, anything!

It can be a child's smile, a little neighbour's 'hi', or a stranger's kind gesture towards you or a hug from your parents or a call from a friend.

Look around, find your way to life, and live. ❤

May 07,2020

Fall in love gently.

Remind yourself that you are the longest relationship of your life.

Remind yourself that you are a child of this universe and that you are worthy of happiness.

Fall in love with the way you feel things deeply. The color of someone’s laughter. The texture of someone’s kindness. The nostalgia of going back to places that caused you so much pleasure and pain.

You are an old soul trapped in a body that’s slowly, slowly decaying.

You are a traveler of both the outer world and the inner world. Fall in love with your failures.

The events that shaped you into becoming who you are today.

Embrace your shortcomings for they serve as a lesson in your formless memory.

Forgive yourself for everything that is causing you so much pain. It is a brutal process, and you must get through it. Self-hate can only generate more worry in your life.

Let it go.

You don’t have to carry it forever.

Fall in love with your body. Romanticize it. The freckles on your face are constellations. The heart-shaped birthmark right behind your hips.

The positive aura of your gummy smile. The way that your body is working hard to keep you alive like electricity lighting up a whole city on a cloudless night. Fall in love with your existence.

The little things that make you who you are. The poetry that you write. The instrument that you play. The way you put your makeup on as you face another challenging day.

These little things that make you who you are come from the way you express your being.

Fall in love with yourself until you finally feel like home.

May 10,2020

Sometimes all you need is the silence.
Today the sky was darker than yesterday still the stars were shining more bright. I love the stars spreading hope.

Then all I want is to keep gazing them.

May 12,2020

Never belittle yourself because you never know how beautiful YOU are to certain people.

Today wishing Mam Saman her birthday was a random act and let ne tell you the purpose of jotting it down on you is the way she said "Meri Jan".

Sometimes you never know you are in the prayers of how many people.

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