“Chimerical words, the words were written, Some are wasted; some are still on the page, Tattered words, the words were written, Some are young, some are aged, Gloomy words, the words were written, Some are unspoken, some are told, Words… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“His pen spoke more to her than he ever did”. In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken.” — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“You know what is the problem with trust?? It really stops the conversation, because you take the things for granted, Things value less to… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“You and I happen to one another every day, Run. Collide. Disseminate. Scatter. Float. Under the melted atom. But did not react and were… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“After all these years, all I know is, I need not to do anything as a part of remorse. All I need is to… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“He was lying there on his death bed, and he asked for her as his last wish. She came with tears in her eyes.… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“It was the best start of the day. A day started with a rejection. Maybe, by the end of the day, I would spend… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“The truth is not always what you see. It is about what you actually want to see. You cannot let go your whole life… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“You are so adorable. You can never be bad. Everyone has a hysterical part in himself, and I may be that part you. I’m… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“Until I knew that it was you inside me, who has so much to say, I hesitated writing.” — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“Words are never frail. They have all the powers to change the personality and features of a man. The way he relates and depicts… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“In the room full of individuals for whom I hold feelings of resentment about, Who might be the first I would converse with, when… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“How might I get over this? How would I be able to overlook the way he used to be with me? How could I… — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“In the search of spark, we forget the beauty of darkness. We forget the purpose of the light.” — Nishikant Copy Share Image
“Is there a particular way of looking at your love?” she asked. …..Yes… The way you look at me.” — Nishikant Copy Share Image
