Why does it pain so

Now that it’s lost?

It was so empty and meaningless

And its promises so vague

As the reason scoffed at,

And the world looked at it

As an amusing toy

To be given away in a garage sale.

And now it feels like

The end of eternity,

And I have no corner

Of refuge from the world.

For how can I fly

When my little piece of sky

Is lost forever?

– Rachit Bhardwaj


What exactly is a broken heart?

What exactly is a broken heart?

A broken heart is forcing yourself to hang up the phone after you have dialed the first three digits to his/her phone number.

A broken heart is when you’re crying yourself to sleep every night and yet crying more and more each morning.

A broken heart is glancing at the pictures of the two of you, and then quickly turning your attention to something else to avoid your tears.

A broken heart is screaming and begging for a second chance inside, but not being able to say it out loud.

A broken heart is the emptiness and heart wrenching feeling you encounter when you see him with other girls/guys.

A broken heart is listening to that one song that makes you break down, on repeat.

A broken heart is when you try to avoid him/her but end up going out of your way just to get a glimpse of him/her.

A broken heart is when you finally realize that he’s/she’s everything you need…and at the same time realize he’s/she’s the one thing you can never have!!

Still one needs to stay strong, for those who need you and love you!

Rachit Bhardwaj

Don’t react before knowing the reality. A lovely story

Don’t react before knowing the reality. A lovely story

A wife comes home late one night and quietly opens the door to her bedroom. As she walks closer to the bed, she she sees four legs instead of just her husband’s two from the blanket. She gets angry and thinks of throwing the blanket away and killing the lady with whom her husband is sleeping.

She reaches for a cricket bat that her child had kept in the living room. In the meanwhile, she thinks of hitting the bat as hard as she can on the blanket to burst out her anger and take revenge.

Suddenly her husband comes out from the kitchen with a glass of water for her. She goes crazy looking at him and completely shocked. When he was sleeping in the bedroom with a lady, how did he come out of kitchen? Her husband breaks the silence…

He says, “Hi darling, your parents have come to visit us, so let them stay in our bedroom. We will manage in the living room. Did you say hello to them?”

Husband smiles and gives the glass of water to the wife!!

One should not react before knowing the hidden truth and the entire scenario. It can spoil relationships.

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Rachit Bhardwaj

Respect Them

The most beautiful answer :~
A Girl is the one who before finding her love says,
“My Love should be a perfect guy”
“He should love me more than I do”
“He should never let me cry”
“He should always understand me”

But after finding her Love –
“So what if he is not perfect still he is best 4 me”
“So what if he don’t love me unconditionally, I will love him”
“So what if he is not understanding me, I will understand & adjust because I can’t lose him”

That’s the girl…but many guys don’t realize their importance & sacrifice

Dedicated to all The girls & all The boys to make them realize how special and beautiful a girl is…so Respect Them!!

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Rachit Bhardwaj

Awesome Story of true love and loyalty

Awesome Story of true love and loyalty 

One night a husband comes home drunk and breaks, vomits and falls down on the floor. Wife pulls him up and cleans everything. Even the crockery which he broke in trying to balance himself while walking.

Next day wen he gets up in the morning with a bad headache, he expects his wife to be really angry with him. He prays that she should not start a fight. He walks outside the bedroom to find her and apologize for last night. But to his surprise, he finds a note on the table. With shivering hands, he picks it up and reads,

“Honey…your favorite breakfast is ready on the table. I had to leave early to buy grocery. I will come running back to you, my love…I love you”  

He gets surprised as it was completely unexpected. He was prepared for a fight but it seemed that his wife was not even angry. He asks his son,

”What happened last night??”

Son says, “When mom pulled you to bed and tried removing your boots and shirt, you were dead drunk and you said…

“Hey Lady! Leave Me Alone…I am Married.”

That’s True Love  He smiles and understands the reason why his wife was not angry. 

Its difficult to explain the simplest truth called Love. When you are in true love, all you think about is HIM OR HER. Nothing more, nothing less!  

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Unconditional love!!

A story of unconditional love!!

One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The girl’s parents weren’t too happy.

So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand.

But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged. They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married.

But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision.

When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. Immediately, she knew there was something wrong.

She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror. “Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds.

Right there and then, she decided to release her fiance from their promise. She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again.

For one year, the soldier wrote many letters—but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she wouldn’t return her calls.

But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.”

The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!”

The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation.

The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him—but she had to forget him now. With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation. And then she saw her name on it!

Confused, she asked, “What is this?”

That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?”

The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!”

The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in love. You’re still as beautiful as ever. Because I love you!”

You are not going anywhere

Kishan continued to stare at Radhika, overcome by grief. Radhika windened her eyes abit, trying to take in as much of Kishan as she could, in what she knew were her last moments. Death brings to a final end a soul’s aspirations. Ironically, however, it is sometimes the hovering imminence of the end itself which gives a soul the courage to challenge every constraint and express even a long-denied dream.
‘It is my time to go, Kishan,’ whispered Radhika. ‘But before I go, I want to tell you that the last few months have been the happiest in my life.’
Kishan continued to look at Radhika with moist eyes. His hands developed a life of their own and moved towards Radhika. He checked himself in time.
‘I wish you had come into my life earlier,’ said Radhika, letting out a secret that she hadn’t even so different.’
Kishan’s eyes tried frantically to restrain themselves, struggling against the despair that needed an outlet.
‘I wish I had told you earlier,’ murmured Radhika. ‘Because the first time that I am telling you will probably be the last.’
Kishan continued to look at her, his voice choked.
Radhika looked deeply into Kishan’s eyes, whispering softly, ‘I love you.’
Than dam broke and tears poured down Kishan’s grief-stricken face.
‘You are going to repeat these words for at least another hundred years,’ sobbed Kishan. ‘You are not going anywhere. I will fight the god of death himself, if I have to. You are not going anywhere.’
Radhika smiled sadly and put her hand in Kishan’s. Her hand was burning. The fever had begun its assault.