Insiya Patanwala

8 months in...nidhaanavagi adu sari aagtade, I guess❤️‍🩹
P.S. if you're not in this post, its because we've no pictures together. you're still in my heart.

In one of the TWC open mics, we discussed about the one thing we want to let go of before the year ends, and I said "obsessing over specific outcomes," for it took a lot of falling apart to understand that, even if things do not turn out how I like it, they still turn out just fine.
And I do not believe in destiny, but I do believe that the universe places you exactly where you need to be, how else could I be saved by TWSS jokes and sipping cold brew while discussing about TBR lists, three hour long phone conversations and friends who listened to me go on about the same thing again and again, long walks debating over the meaning of life and what falling in love feels like? How else could I be saved by late morning chai with mom and discussing finances with papa, feeling like a little kid and an adult at the same time? How else could my brother video call me exactly when I needed someone to talk to? Daily updates and miniscule things like, "hey isn't this your favorite Sylvia Plath quote?" and voice notes and "remember me by this" gifts, and all of November that reminded me to choose myself always, and that the love is not difficult, it comes easy,  it comes when you're not looking for it, that you do not have to ask for it. And how this year taught me love, taught me heartbreak, taught me resilience and gratitude, and however arduous it was, in a way, taught me lessons I'll keep with me forever♥️

Coffee and me- an age old love story🤎

Thank you for making my life beautiful 🤎

Selcouth.
《What if I screamed a profanity on holy ground?
Left my dreams at the altar and cartwheeled out of my own existence
What if I died?
Faded away and became dust.
What if I jumped out of a moving train
Killed a man with his own blade
Beat my head against the callousness of my flaws.
What if I said I love you without meaning it?
~intrusive thoughts》