Faraaz Kazi Quotes - Page 2

One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.

I inhale loneliness like it is the sweet smell of virgin earth conquered by fiery rain drops. Within me, I'm a thousand others.

Love, he told himself, was open to interpretation like any other abstract indulgence but followed the same principles everywhere, irrespective of everything else. One, either won or lost in love, there was no bridge in between, and he decided he had lost, lost to himself, if not to her.

Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?

Never carry the baggage of your past relationships on the honeymoon of your future relationships.

Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.

I could take back those moments that snatched you away from me or maybe just wipe away those ten minutes when you came to me for the first time and I looked into your eyes to realise what love is.

The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you.

Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind.

Grief embraced him and welcomed him back, showering tears upon his arrival.

I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water.

But when nothing in your life happens in a positive frame, it is difficult to think positively and hope for the best.

Fate, they say, fate- the clay that molds the events of your life, and it was the same fate that had thrown the stone of her heart on the building of his expectations. But then wasn't it his fault that he had constructed the building of glass? Hadn't he failed to cement the bricks of his love with trust and colour them with security? There was no insurance for broken hearts, no ointment for wounded souls and there would never be one, he knew.

I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?

Our love is the reason romance was created.

All they do is warm their seats for their long tenures and eventually even their seats get dilapidated with the amount of money they hog in illegally and the only way it comes out is by tilting their huge pot-bellied frames to one side and emitting poisonous gases that not only depreciate their beloved seats but also the nation as a whole and then they shout 'Global Warming.' Hallelujah!

Today many of these selfish politicians are preying on the nation itself - (belching corruption and farting discontent!)