Sanhita Baruah Quotes

It is not as much about who you used to be, as it is about who you choose to be.

~ Sanhita Baruah

You will never get everything in life but you will get enough.

~ Sanhita Baruah

No one deserves success; it is either earned with hard work or lost to the hands of fate.

~ Sanhita Baruah

But some relationships aren't meant to last.They are worthy only till the time the two persons involved have time for each other.They do not know eternity. They live for the present, the now. And when distance plays it part, or life turns out to be busy, they fall apart.And may be that's why they're never termed LOVE. They simply remain what they were - mere RELATIONSHIPS.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I asked myself only when he needed my help, How will the broken heal the wounded?

~ Sanhita Baruah

Sometimes, he gets on my nerves;At other times, I burn the ladder.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I wish not to tell you how I feel,I choose silence so that you leave,Kiss me goodbye and set me free...

~ Sanhita Baruah

Someday you shall meet someoneWho's gonna look at you in awe-Flying high, wings all spread,And wonder how it'd be likeTo clip those wings,Tie those feet down,And cage you forever...When you hit the ground,Remember to run

~ Sanhita Baruah

I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...

~ Sanhita Baruah

It's been 12 years now, and I think he still can read my smiles. The way my lips stretch, making my eyes look smaller than they already are. The way my cheeks turn a little red, forming new wrinkles near my eyes. The way the dimple on my face makes a visit whenever I smile meeting someone I haven't seen in ages. It's been 12 years now, and I haven't smiled at him even once.

~ Sanhita Baruah

My maid never sweeps under the bed so I asked her to do so today. Found a pen, three pairs of shoes and the man I had lost two years ago.

~ Sanhita Baruah

There is no window to look outside.There is no window to look within.Open the doors.

~ Sanhita Baruah

Rule #1 of Traveling-Don't even think of answering questions that contain the word plan?

~ Sanhita Baruah

A fleeting second on someone's news feed,No dearth of meanings for those who read,Not my stories but 'tis what I think,I say I don't write poems, I just write dreams.

~ Sanhita Baruah

You write poems with your fingertipsAnd I keep listening to the songs written on my skinBy some distant dream, similar wordsBut the verses never meet...

~ Sanhita Baruah

She awaits the rain like a writer embraces metaphors,A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I've heard you say so many a timeThat I know just the right words to say, just the right lines to rhyme...Today it's been 7 years since we last metI have learnt to say just the wrong words, just the lines you hate....

~ Sanhita Baruah

It's that feeling you get somehow knowing that something great is about to happen... about to happen. While every passing day nothing great really does happen. You wake up, go to classes, study, sleep and wait for another monotonous day.You know the great day is not tomorrow, not even the day after, not even in a week or a month's time. But it says it will come soon, the way you live your life, one day at a time, only to realize 20 years have elapsed effortlessly.It will come soon, the way you meet someone without expecting or knowing that you are going to have so much fun together. It will come soon, the way dreams come true overnight- demanding years of perspiration, ironically.It will come soon like a gush of cold air in a hot afternoon.It will come soon like a stranger you feel you have already met.It will come like a guest who would be here to stay.It will come like an eternity, a serendipity, an irony.It will come when it is time for it to come, the way you fall asleep and dreams arrive from a distant land, surely but stealthily.

~ Sanhita Baruah

You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't beThe familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skinYour head's under water when you learned to swimOn a road to hell, congratulations, you're free...

~ Sanhita Baruah

Conversation of the Day -He: How do you describe yourself in two words?Me: You don't.

~ Sanhita Baruah

Congratulations.You've just been demoted from the pity sector to the apathy sector.To check the validity of this offer you can ask if anyone cares.To cancel your subscription, go get a life.Thank you.

~ Sanhita Baruah

the girl with a moustache they called me every now and thenIt's about time you wax your arms those who cared saidI faced the fears of the dreaded thread on my faceTo succumb every other week to the world's ways

~ Sanhita Baruah

What broke your heart so badThat you had to close every door, That you say you have a dark soulAnd can't utter the word 'love' anymore?

~ Sanhita Baruah

In the midst of the vagaries of life, they provide us a trip to the land of goodness and fairies, of imaginations and possibilities.A childhood that wasn't spent watching cartoons or reading comic strips, no wonder, seems too dull to imagine.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I have seen travel plans happen only when they were made overnight.

~ Sanhita Baruah

Maybe that's what writers do-Maybe they exaggerate pain just so that you feel okay about what you're feeling.

~ Sanhita Baruah

The 2ams have held my hopes all these years as I calm my nerves down for there would only be three more hours for the world to wake up to my screams and wails of excruciating pain.Probably the drug store would open if I wait for three more hours then.8am and the doc would prescribe me a few medicines over whatsapp.I would make three cups of tea by then. I would quiet my mouth as it would bite on my arm.By twelve I would finally be relieved as the meds would work.But it's only midnight now... wish you another goodnight's sleep....

~ Sanhita Baruah

What if you are just destined to get hurt, to be helplessly stuck in a point of time you no longer want to be? Maybe life is all about trying to get up while you fall a little bit deeper in the pits of hell, each time you try not to...

~ Sanhita Baruah

Life isn't about falling in love as much as it is about learning to get over hatred..

~ Sanhita Baruah

People are going to break promises, and they will have every right to till the point you realize that you don't change plans based on someone else's words.

~ Sanhita Baruah

It will be foolish not to get your heart broken, even once.For having a broken heart makes you realize the immense capability it possesses to mend and heal itself and to love far more intensely,with every affixed piece of it that was once broken and torn apart..

~ Sanhita Baruah

My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.

~ Sanhita Baruah

It doesn't seem like you're living a life, it's almost like you're travelling on a train with the destination unknown.You're sitting on a seat near the window looking outside, imagining how things are there outside, how is it like to live in the houses that you pass by. And when you’re busy noticing the outside, you at times do not pay heed to your surroundings inside the coach.And thus some passengers who got down at a station midway fail to capture your interest, or maybe it is because of your deviation of interest towards the outside. While at other stops new people get up, and you like their company, you share and you laugh.But sooner or later they get down.Because it's your journey, you're the traveler and they just accompany you for some distances.And then, maybe when you reach your destination there will still be passengers in the train, passengers you've mingled with or passengers you hate, people who were there since the train had started or people who got in just before the last stoppage, and like it or not, they will get off the train with you, at your destination which also proved to be there destination.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I, sometimes, fear that probably I'll just keep changing cities, and may be someday I'll also travel the world, but never find another soul who thinks exactly the way I do.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I had seen the world as either white or black.It is only when I read the pages of her diary that I understood why the sky looked so grey.

~ Sanhita Baruah

And truths, these days, are spokenThe same way promises are made,With gritted teeth and crossed fingers.

~ Sanhita Baruah

Let it rain on some days,Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it's Spring you'll know why it was all worth going through.

~ Sanhita Baruah

Sometimes, you don't get what you want the most... At other times, you're just lucky.

~ Sanhita Baruah

No matter how normal people look, living ordinary lives, everyone has a story to tell. And may be, just like you, everyone else is a misfit too.

~ Sanhita Baruah

When you know the inside stories, no matter how good looks the cover, you just cannot appreciate it...

~ Sanhita Baruah