Sanhita Baruah

"Sometimes, you don't get what you want the most... At other times, you're just lucky."

"No matter how "normal" people look, living "ordinary" lives, everyone has a story to tell. And may be, just like you, everyone else is a misfit too."

"Let it rain on some days,Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it's Spring you'll know why it was all worth going through."

"And truths, these days, are spoken The same way promises are made,With gritted teeth and crossed fingers."

"I had seen the world as either white or black. It is only when I read the pages of her diary that I understood why the sky looked so grey."

"It doesn't seem like you're living a life, it's almost like you're travelling on a train with the destination unknown. You're sitting on a seat near the window looking outside, imagining how things are there outside, how is it like to live in the houses that you pass by. And when you’re busy noticing the outside, you at times do not pay heed to your surroundings inside the coach. And thus some passengers who got down at a station midway fail to capture your interest, or maybe it is because of your deviation of interest towards the outside. While at other stops new people get up, and you like their company, you share and you laugh. But sooner or later they get down. Because it's your journey, you're the traveler and they just accompany you for some distances. And then, maybe when you reach your destination there will still be passengers in the train, passengers you've mingled with or passengers you hate, people who were there since the train had started or people who got in just before the last stoppage, and like it or not, they will get off the train with you, at your destination which also proved to be there destination."

"I, sometimes, fear that probably I'll just keep changing cities, and may be someday I'll also travel the world, but never find another soul who thinks exactly the way I do."

"Those were the three words seldom asked to her. Yet, she knew they hold a healing power in them; For they bring a million thoughts to the mind and more to the soul; For the answer is far deeper than what is simply said on the face. She understood, so she asked him what was seldom asked to her,"How are you?"

"My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU."

"It will be foolish not to get your heart broken, even once. For having a broken heart makes you realize the immense capability it possesses to mend and heal itself and to love far more intensely,with every affixed piece of it that was once broken and torn apart.."

"Life isn't about falling in love as much as it is about learning to get over hatred.."

"People are going to break promises, and they will have every right to till the point you realize that you don't change plans based on someone else's words."

"What if you are just destined to get hurt, to be helplessly stuck in a point of time you no longer want to be? Maybe life is all about trying to get up while you fall a little bit deeper in the pits of hell, each time you try not to..."

"The 2ams have held my hopes all these years as I calm my nerves down for there would only be three more hours for the world to wake up to my screams and wails of excruciating pain. Probably the drug store would open if I wait for three more hours then.8am and the doc would prescribe me a few medicines over whatsapp. I would make three cups of tea by then. I would quiet my mouth as it would bite on my arm. By twelve I would finally be relieved as the meds would work. But it's only midnight now... wish you another goodnight's sleep..."

"Maybe that's what writers do-Maybe they exaggerate pain just so that you feel okay about what you're feeling."

"I have seen travel plans happen only when they were made overnight."

"In the midst of the vagaries of life, they provide us a trip to the land of goodness and fairies, of imaginations and possibilities. A childhood that wasn't spent watching cartoons or reading comic strips, no wonder, seems too dull to imagine."

"What broke your heart so bad That you had to close every door, That you say you have a dark soul And can't utter the word 'love' anymore?"

"Another day. How long are you gonna scroll down?Semicolon Smile"

"the girl with a moustache" they called me every now and then"It's about time you wax your arms" those who "cared" said I faced the fears of the dreaded thread on my face To succumb every other week to the world's ways"