“I asked myself only when he needed my help, "How will the broken heal the wounded?” — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“Often the most tricky questions are the ones we secretly know the answers of. What are you running from? What are you waiting for?” — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't be The familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skin Your head's under water when… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“Nostalgia" How often we use this word reminiscing about the past - our childhood, school days, college days.. We feel nostalgic, we dwell in the memories of the past, we talk about how great those days were and how we would do anything to just go back in time and live those days again.. Perhaps we fail to realize the… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share
“Some selfish people rise because some kind people haven't learned the art of saying no to them.” — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“Do you have a shoulder to cry on? Someone who would listen to your deepest woes without judging you? Or is it just you… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“Of all the things you said I couldn't do forgetting you has been the easiest...” — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“The moment when you realize no one understands, no one ever did, no one ever will. You were alone, you always will be. But… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“There was this constant urge in me to tear my insides apart, I didn't know why. By the time I made my mind that… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“Someday you shall meet someone Who's gonna look at you in awe- Flying high, wings all spread, And wonder how it'd be like To clip those wings, Tie those feet down, And cage you forever... When you hit the ground, Remember to run” — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share
“What can you do for love? Can you leave a person for love? Can you leave a country for love? I think I wouldn't… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“It's strange how people give up on you within weeks of promising that they will always be there.. and it's just sad that promises… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
“I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn't be any. My heart bled and so… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
