You Wrote My Name With A Sand In Your Heart. So It Faded Away With A Gentle Blowing Wind..

Lowkey, aren't we all are hypocrite? We tell others to move one but secretly keep mourning over the past demise.

She was never a sad soul, this world made her so. As she lives to the fullest when she is with right people.

Lowkey, aren't we all are hypocrite? We tell others to move one but secretly keep mourning over the past demise.

The bookshelf full of attractive books attracts her more, than a colourful makeup kit.

Even if you don't stay, I'm good at living with memories..

I smile even when I'm sad, See what your memories has done to me.

The moment women gives-in in front of men, She submits herself over partriarchal power.