Taniksha Bisht   (Taniksha)
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A dandelion chasing the wind .
Joined 21 April 2017


A dandelion chasing the wind .
Joined 21 April 2017
12 JUL 2020 AT 18:11

Till the time I have faith that the jasmines dance to the odd tunes of my guitar, everything is fine with the world.

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11 MAR 2020 AT 15:04

Mentally, I live in the mountains in the house beside the river, singing at night by the fire.

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8 MAR 2020 AT 12:00

Vulnerability is strength.

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26 JAN 2020 AT 20:58

Looking at the present human condition, I sometimes wonder if God is a sadistic being deriving pleasure from our woes and worries.

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23 NOV 2019 AT 18:37

"What's the current status of your mind?," they ask me .

"Of late, the ransacking of my right to speak has thrown me off guard," I answer.

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10 NOV 2019 AT 20:22

Moreover, there is a calm.

All the emotions ceased and silenced.

A calmness that comes over you when you are on the death bed waiting to die, engulfed by the cosy numbness.


A deep, satisfying silence that could be cherished forever.

No thrill, becomes thrilling and anticipation is a poison.

No voice around, doesn't always make you feel lonely.

It sometimes replenishes you, like when a dying plant realizes the importance of water.

Almost as if an ache has been healed forever.

But you never know. Do you?




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29 SEP 2019 AT 15:36

The sparkly wisdom that outshines through your character.
Oh I hate it to the core.
You die inside each day,
despite the love you hold.

Clueless of your intentions,
they insinuate your soul with insults,
like a shining medal you wear it on your chest,
while it tears apart your heart.

Like a sharp edged tool, your kindness kills my very core .
I am left dumbfounded, carcassed.

When I see the shining smile you pose and look me in the mirror,
I remind you how ashamed I am of you, with a drugged breath and tear.

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29 SEP 2019 AT 0:46

What is there to argue, and what to deceive?
What is there to fathom, and what to relieve?

In this abysmal tragedy we are reincarnating puppets..
Sleeping and waking, spinning round and round..

The earth, now a trapped dungeon, with pompous fools running after accomplishments and crowns..

You are trapped, I am trapped
We are, THE LIVING CLOWNS.

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18 APR 2019 AT 22:25

Grandfather,

Thank you for showing me how to love, inspire and act. You were everything a child could ask for when she felt lost, depressed or emotionally handicapped.
You never failed to bring a smile on my face, protect me and teach me how selfless love feels like. I have never been loved more in my life. Your actions continue to inspire me till date. And I truly truly truly miss you today. You still hold a large piece of my heart and will always live in me through your words, memories, and love. I am forever grateful to you and I hope you are happy in your abode. Thank you for the wisdom, for the endless idealistic stories, and selflessness behind every deed you did. You were my first teacher. You taught me kindness, you taught me love. Happy Birthday special person. I love you forever.

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29 MAR 2019 AT 2:14

A wise woman once said:
There is more satisfaction in being the calming stroke of wind than a raging storm.

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