“I feel like I am a diluted version of myself. A piece of crayon that was left unused. An abandoned car that was forgotten by its owner. I feel like I am a roadside accident. People are just stopping by… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share Image
“You were the colors to my monochrome life. My morning light and my midnight dream. Flawed, yet whole. You used to think that you weren’t enough – but you were enough for me. You were my first everything. My fire.… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share Image
“When a husband loses his wife, they call him a widower. When a wife loses her husband, they call her a widow. And when… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“I feel like, I was going somehow with my life, holding myself together and then these blasts happened, and then suddenly I was paralyzed.… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“I feel like I am a diluted version of myself. A piece of crayon that was left unused. An abandoned car that was forgotten… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“I believe there is no heaven or hell. There are no devils or angels. No afterlife or salvation. My soul won't be incarnated or… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“What should I call you? A friend, a stranger, or a lover? I remember the day you laid your eyes on me the first… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“I believe that sometimes, the moment you say goodbye could be as painful as a lifetime worth of pain that you can experience while… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“You were the colors to my monochrome life. My morning light and my midnight dream. Flawed, yet whole. You used to think that you… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“According to science/religion/philosophy, there is a part/piece/place in our body that is the source of our energy. It has no end or beginning. It… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
“Do you know that feeling - The feeling of being alive and dead, both at the same time? When it seems like you are… — Bhavya Kaushik Copy Share
