HudaFatima

The noise of my tears break the silence of another October evening without her.

It's the second time. More scarier than first. What if he too doesn't love me.

The ride through the pain and grief over loss to death is chaotic and dreadful. People leave for a different unreachable world but death lives every day right infront of your eye through their absence

Sorry ! I don’t understand the concept.

Sometimes not saying makes all the difference. The heart knows it even when the words hasn’t been said.

Let’s think hard. Think hard before hitting on ‘share’ , ‘like’ , ‘comment’ icon on social media.

Perhaps we all hope for a love which makes our heart less heavy.

Don't ask question we really don't want answers to

It’s raining and I need it to stop.

If you can give out one thing, teach others to be strong even in the face of their desire to end their own life.

No amount of my words and my description of him will do justice, he is so picturesque. I get entangled so swiftly.

Does the love still lingers on after the heart has fallen out of love