My number one 

What’s wrong with me ?

I hate you for a little bit 

And then wish I was with you again .

I can never forget you I’ve tried 

Every single night .

The more I hate 

The more I love 

I see something in your eyes that 

No one else sees .

Till my memories with you start to blur

And I end up with a dream of what we could have been 

I wish i wrote the way i thought ;

Obessively,

Incessantly'

With madderening hunger.

I'd write to the point of suffocation.

I'd write myself into nervous breakdowns,

manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing.

And I'd write about you a lot more than i should.

 What is grief , if not Love Perservering ?

Lifeee is all aboutt....

A ray of small hope can bring a person back into their fullest , much like the powerful narratives .

Life often potrays characters facing seemingly insurmountable challenges, whether they are battling personal demons, experiencing profound loss , or dealing with intense professional pressures.Yet, amid these struggles, its the small moments of hope and human connection that ignites their resilience and drive them to overcome adversity. These glimpse of hope can be as simple as a supportive person in life.

Small but significant moments can transform lives and restore faith.we face our battles and moments of doubt. Its important to remember that even the smallest ray of hope can make a profound difference in a persons life.A kind gesture, an unexpected opportunity , or a personal breakthrough can rekindle our spirit and bring us back to out biggest potential .

Embracing hope does not mean ignoring the difficulties we face; it means recognizing the possibility of positive change and allowing us to believe forward.

what is the point in eveything we have been through if we cant channel that to our own betterment ? Its never too late. People can always change. After all in the end i would still promise you to owe you a life.

That is the kind of story life is and should be .we're inevitable!

IMPECCABLE

A person who will never lie to you to spare your feelings or attend something because social constructs deem in the courteous or polite course of action , and who will infact do many things that might make you angry and frustrate.

It is a hard thing to love a good man..

A good man is not a nice man 

-he does things because he has a moral code , a set of values he priorities and will always do his best to make sure that his actions are in line with his own standards.

Sonika Ashok

DEATH

-Unpredictable 

It is not something that you can decide ..

Not something to be scared of..

Until we do find that solution to death-and how appealing it is to think about your bodily presence in this world being something other than your physical body

It might be appropriate to consider how we face the reality of death.

SONIKA ASHOK

I WISH!

                                                                                                                                                                    I guess some of us just grew up too soon .We saw things early that shook us than we know.

Too heavy ,too hard .

When the pain was unbearable,he use to give her anesthesia ,

she still regrets that kiss .

So they smiled for one last time and believed that they will meet again .

I know you aren’t meant to understand her entirely and repairing only would break her heart.

Let her know who she is exactly , it’s her time !


SONIKA ASHOK

EXIST?

Not too long enough to laugh with him

 “Say not in grief ‘he is no more ‘but in thankfulness that he was .Today here i stand in front of the world as the daughter of the strongest dad, Where he used to be. 

There is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.

 “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”

I miss you ♥️

SONIKA ASHOK

GET WHY?

It took me a long time to realize that not everything in life is meant to be a beautiful story.

Not every person we feel something deep and moving with is meant to make a home within us this is meant to be forever.

Sometimes , people come into our lives to teach us how to love , and sometimes ; people come to teach us how not to love.How not to settle , how not to shrink ourselves ever again .Yes , sometimes people leave – but that okay because their lessons always stay , and that is what matters .

That is what remains! 

SONIKA ASHOK