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  • swatisethia 1w

    From living in the fantasy world to facing the reality .
    From loving the insane heart to hating the cruel mind.
    From making promises to wielding them as my needs .
    From smiling gingerly to crying alone .
    From making plans to failing them to achieve .
    From envisaging the whole story to writing them down .
    From fighting against depression to feeling complete with the loneliness .
    It has witnessed all my shades .
    The only place where I feel home .
    Its my terrace .

  • swatisethia 2w

    There was always a fear
    inside her.
    Losing someone whom
    she had loved so much .
    Because of the fear she had never let herself falling in love with someone .
    Coz...she didn't know
    will she be able to survive the pain of losing the love one ?

  • swatisethia 2w

    Some thinks I'm introvert , while others think I'm quick witted .
    Some thinks I'm meek , while others think I'm often boastful .
    They always claim that I have different face for every body .
    But The fact is that I have only two faces.
    One for the world and
    One for the close one .
    Coz .....until someone turns really special to me they won't be able to see my other face .

  • swatisethia 2w

    #different @writersnetwork@writerstolli@mirakee@odysseus

    Nowadays my mind to me -
    Dil meri naah sunne ,dil ki naah main sunnu
    Dil meri naah sunne , dil ka kya main karo

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    In spite of having a brain my heart never forgot to think exclusively.

    In spite of having a brain my heart never forgot to make decisions .

    In spite of having many problems my heart never forgot to strive for more drama.

    In spite of having a vital role of beating my heart never forgot to pump out whenever my eyes met his eyes.

    In spite of having other sense organs my heart never forgot to make me believe in its instincts.


    Sometimes I ask many questions to it .
    Why do you have to be sucker every time ?
    Why can't be speechless like other organs ?
    Why do you have to think , its not your duty ?
    And the only answer I get is
    Coz, I'm different.

  • swatisethia 2w

    @writersnetwork@mirakee@writerstolli@Odysseus

    The only thing I learnt in 2018.
    Love is not about oppressing your feelings on other but letting them go .
    And one day when they will recognise our love
    They will come back.

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    Zaroori nhi hamre zindagi meh joh bahut zada khas ho.....unke zindagi meh hum uthne hi khas ho...kyuki phir ye pyaar nhi sauda h....



    - swati

  • swatisethia 2w

    I miss those days
    when June was not considered as a month
    In fact it was a ticket
    A ticket to escape the reality
    A ticket to get rid from the strenuous homework.
    A ticket to PARADISE.
    I remember those days when me and my sister used to complete the whole month's homework in just 3 days to enjoy the remaining vacation tension free.
    And then we used to wait for Dad to say those three magical words-

    TICKETS ARE CONFIRMED.

    Hearts loaded with happiness ,
    Bags loaded with clothes
    And miles away nani ma waiting for us with cartons loaded with mangoes.

    Nani badi
    It was a Paradise for us.
    A real one.
    We both waited for this month for a different reason . I with desire to feel her love and eat her hand made food on the other hand she - to shower all her love on us and to see how grown up we were .
    Our nani ma was a little fat , actually a little bit more fat that even if we both sisters hugged her from either sides , our fingers never met each other. I still remember her smell , her cute smile and the moments when she used to laugh shaking up her all body parts . She was adorable.

    Days were spend hopping in zoos , malls and water parks .
    Nights were spend hearing some fantasies bed time stories from her and dreaming why can't we reside in Kolkata with her forever ?
    But one thing was quite amazing ,
    we sisters never fought for laying on her lap first .As she was huge , we both tiny girls easily could fitted up in her lap .

    The departure days were worst.
    We all sobbing and she sweeping our tears .
    Asking us to take care and eat properly .
    No wonder we all returned home with some extra weight .

    Those were beautiful days , just like dreams lived in reality but the bitter truth is that
    I am not a kid anymore
    I don't love June anymore
    I do reside in Kolkata
    But nanima is no more.





    #June @writerstolli@writersnetwork@mirakee@Odysseus

    *nanima means grandma in Hindi
    *badi means house in Bengali

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    June

    I miss those days
    when June was not
    considered as a month
    In fact it was a ticket
    A ticket to escape the reality
    A ticket to get rid from
    the strenuous homework.
    A ticket to Paradise

  • swatisethia 2w

    When the clock strikes 12
    When the music turns sad
    When the pain encroaches stiffly
    When the day turns worthless
    And the night makes me a noceur

    I QUIT



    - swati

  • swatisethia 2w

    Once upon a time when I was having a really really bad day I decided to meet my favorite person on the earth . I asked her to meet up to which she agreed . We met at the our adda , talked about the disastrous life of ours for an hour and then she gave me a mini Heart Attack by saying that she was going to her hometown tomorrow .
    I on the other hand who had almost decided to meet her every weekend just for one hour to sort up things in life, to discuss the confusion and get some motivation but she had already decided to leave the city . We didn't talk much while wolfing down hot and spicy Chinese samosa and then it was bye-bye time . She smiled at me and we hugged each other . We both turned around and paced towards our destination .
    Me towards my house and she towards her hostel . All my happiness were fading away . She was going for a month but felt like forever . All the things were messing up in mind . I wanted to stop her or at least a try to stop her , and then something happened erratically in my mind or perhaps in my heart so I stopped . Walked again but this time not towards my house but towards her hostel . Infact I ran faster , a little bit more faster and almost toppled twice when I tired to squeeze my way through the street full of weirdos .After a minute of running I found her on the same Street walking aimlessly towards the hostel .
    I stopped and gasped for some breath and then I moved toward her , walking just beside her she didn't notice me .
    Then I pinched her on the right side of her waist but before she could turned around to slap , I went to her left side , put my arm on her shoulder and said -
    I LOVE YOU ..... DON'T GO !!
    She winced in surprise , mocked me for scaring her and then replied - I have to go.
    I nodded . She had a valid reason to go and I have not so valid reason to stop her. She asked me to go , as it was getting late and we hugged again tightly this time in a to and fro motion .
    I smiled toward her and said COME SOON.
    And after that whenever I see such a scene in the movie when the hero runs after the heroine just to say
    a last goodbye
    or that he loves her
    or to say something which he never tried to say
    or just to see her for the last time .

    I just shout aloud - I HAVE DONE THIS THING !!!
    Not for a guy but for a girl , for my best friend and I know how it feels like , there is nothing in our hand , we can't do anything except confessing the feelings and hoping to meet soon .

  • swatisethia 2w

    Isn't it funny when they claim that they know us better than we know ourselves.
    Little do they know
    May be only the part of us which we have revealed to them .
    They don't know the other part of us , They don't know the devil who resides there .
    May be we never trusted them or maybe we feared to lose them
    but one day they will face the devil without any prior acknowledgement and then we will see
    who will stay and
    who will leave without
    a goodbye .

    - swati

  • swatisethia 2w

    Its our believe that turns impossible things into possible.
    Its our hope that help us to fight with depression.
    Its our strength that turns our starving dreams into an unbelievable reality