There's something undeniably special about Kailash Kher's music, particularly the way he captures the essence of a woman's perspective in love. Listening to his songs feels like being truly seen and understood. The vulnerability, the intensity, the all-encompassing joy that comes with loving someone completely.
Thank you, Kailash Kher
You’re healing countless hearts:)
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june 7th, 2023
my parents found out about the boy i loved.
they looked at me with shame. they expected this though
from my mood swings, my indifference to them and my skin of course, they could tell i was in love.
i didn't feel anything about their lectures and scoldings, until it involved him. they said he was a manipulator and was with me for selfish reasons but the truth is, we weren't even together. we still aren't.
and yet, when it came to defending him i became a storm, i got slapped across my cheeks, my entire face was red from crying and i still didn't shut up. i needed to let them know that they had failed to recognise a real man. i was fearless when it came to fighting for him
but then they called him
and my world came crashing down
the whole conversation between him and my father, i only looked at the ground, shaking. i couldn't speak a single word. his voice made my heart break, he didn't deserve to be threatened like this!? as if he's a criminal..
he was still respectful, being the man he is and talked calmly throughout which i think angered my father even more. after he hung up i was again slapped by my father.
i rolled my eyes at him and went to my room, and i cried for hours, i prayed and prayed for him because i knew i wouldn't be able to talk to him for awhile
my mother came into my room, hours later, anyone could tell i was in misery
she sat down next to me and asked me one simple question
"𝘵𝘶 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘦?" i only looked at her with damp eyes and that was more than enough.
she gave me that same old "what do you know about love, you're just a kid" and i couldn't even argue, not because i agreed, but because there was no use talking to the woman whose own marriage was built on lies, about love
i know many of you reading this may think that im a terrible daughter, and i agree but i also believe my mother deserves it..
during those 6 months, i prayed everyday for his health and safety, no matter what happened or where i was, whether i was sick or someone died, i believed my kanha would understand the love i had for this boy.
how much do i love him? its hard to put it into words, impossible actually
all i can say is, i don't expect flowers, gifts, or such. i don't even expect him to marry me, i don't expect him to love me back.
all i expect from him and is do what's best for him, learn from his mistakes, correct me when im wrong and come to me when he has a hard time. and thats what defines love for me
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Yet the heart of each burned from the other. They burned with each other, inwardly. This they would never admit.
D. H. Lawrence, from ‘Women In Love’
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