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Aakash Neeraj Mittal
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It Wasn't Her Fault
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“It was a kind of love where no matter what your relation with the person is, you care for them as much as you possibly can. Your protect them like parent, understand them like a sibling, talk to them like a friend and love them like a life-partner.”
― It Wasn't Her Fault
― It Wasn't Her Fault
“I never understand why all of us are so stupid. All the time we nurse our spurious and witless ego, while looking deep down inside that we cannot live without talking to our loved ones.”
― It Wasn't Her Fault
― It Wasn't Her Fault
“No matter what happens, no matter how helpless you are, you won’t give up, ever. Promise me.”
― It Wasn't Her Fault
― It Wasn't Her Fault
“It was a kind of love where no matter what your relation with the person is, you care for them as much as you possibly can. Your protect them like parent, understand them like a sibling, talk to them like a friend and love them like a life-partner.”
― It Wasn't Her Fault
― It Wasn't Her Fault
“I never understand why all of us are so stupid. All the time we nurse our spurious and witless ego, while looking deep down inside that we cannot live without talking to our loved ones.”
― It Wasn't Her Fault
― It Wasn't Her Fault
“He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.”
― Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
― Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
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