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rehamramzi · 1 month

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Perhaps, at the end of the day, it is my art that will always stay with me. 🩵

#sayings #art #artwork #mandala #words of mine #traditional art #doodle #2024 #design #pattern #tumblr #black and white

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rehamramzi · 1 month

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You can create your own world through the lens of books.

#tumblr #words of mine #books and reading #reading #bookstagram #thoughts #long reads #world #metaphor #metaphorically #art #magic #poetic #writers and poets #literature

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rehamramzi · 1 month

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People assume that being alone means being lonely.

But little do they know that being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.

#sayings #tumblr #words of mine #life lessons #thoughts #friends #reality #loner #lonelier version of you #poetry #words

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rehamramzi · 2 months

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tell us something about yourself. Where are you from? Where does your family hail from? What do you do when you are not having chai, poetry or the nostalgia from 60s.

Can’t really share personal details about myself here, but I hail from Lucknow and am currently living in Mumbai, India.

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rehamramzi · 2 months

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The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini is a devastating tale that delves deep into the emotions of friendship, betrayal, and forgiveness, amidst the backdrop of Afghanistan's troubled history.

The story revolves around the bond between Amir and Hassan, two childhood friends from different social classes, whose paths merge amid the destruction and struggles faced by their country.

Khaled Hosseini's detailed and immense storytelling immerses the reader in the rich culture of Afghanistan while simultaneously exposing the harsh realities of war, loss, mourning, migration and displacement.

The story ends with an emotional note, as Amir confronts his guilt and seeks forgiveness for past sins.

Through his characters and minute details, the author portrays the complexities of human relationships and the enduring power of love and forgiveness during life’s most difficult trials.

"The Kite Runner" is a timeless unforgettable masterpiece that has deeply moved me. It remains one of my best reads till date. I feel that every single reader should give it a read, discovering the dark, sad truths of the world outside, beyond our comfort zone, which we often overlook while we're surrounded with comforts.

-Reham

#tumblr #booklover #bookworm #books and reading #khaled hosseini #the kite runner #words of mine #book review #synopsis #bookish #afghanistan #fiction #life lessons #bookblr

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rehamramzi · 3 months

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“The homesickness weighing on my heart left when I met you”

Long lost love of Madhubala and Dilip Kumar. Sometimes things don’t work out in your favour, and that’s called life.

#madhubala #dilip kumar #1960s #sayings #poetry #words of mine #life lessons #nostalgic #vintage retro #retro #love quotes #lost love #what is love

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rehamramzi · 4 months

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Created this wallpaper today.

✨The Rustic Era✨ wish I could turn back time and experience the days, situations and problems occurred in those days.

Our generation seems lost. We are literally nothing without technology. Our dependence solely on technology and tech savvy lifestyle has made all of us so shallow, lethargic and subtle.

When tech can be helpful and used in different ways, we misuse it and create problems for ourselves.

Hope to see the world change and turn into a better place with the use of technology and AI in a confined manner … since excessive use of anything is hazardous.

-reham.

#tumblr #words of mine #thoughts #words #nostalgic #technology #ai #digital world #time #change #personal development #life lessons #sayings #retro

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rehamramzi · 6 months

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“A man convinced against his will, is of the same opinion still”

- Dale Carnegie - How to win friends and influence people.

#poetry #sayings #tumblr #thoughts #words #books #reading #dale carnegie #positive quotes #inspiring quotes

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rehamramzi · 8 months

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Nostalgia- (1960s- 1970s)

Nostalgia has always been my friend. When no one was around, the feeling of nostalgia was a company. Even though I did not have the privilege of being born during the golden period, 1960s and 1970s, I don’t know what it’s to be like living in that era, yet a bittersweet nostalgia engulfs me when I think about it.

The allure of Rajesh Khanna movies, the purity of old-fashioned romance, and the timeless classics by Kishore Kumar all carry a sense of comfort and warmth.

There is a deep, emotional connection to something I’ve never witnessed, people I’ve never met, lifestyle I’ve never come close to and feelings of simplicity I don’t think I’ll ever experience.

The elegance of a cotton saree, the richness of authentic Indian culture and the modest way of life—they transport me to days gone by. I yearn for the time when people found solace in reading dusty brown books lining in cracked shelves.

Above all, i miss the significance of letters. The lost art of pouring out emotions on a piece of paper when it becomes difficult to express yourself into spoken words.

When innocent gazes from right across the street could lead to people sending love letters and igniting a lifelong love…

When lifestyle was humble, cherishing valuable moments with family was appreciated and people melted their day’s exhaustion over a cup of chai and good company.

And When people lied at home and sneaked out to watch Shammi Kapoor’s latest hits.

From Trams, rickshaws, telephones to vintage cassettes on the radio, I find myself obsessing over the simplest of the retro things.

I cannot put into words how I feel when I stumble upon a 1970s cassette set or when I come across pictures clicked in 1963.

It leads me to contemplate my hypothetical existence as what my life would’ve been like if I was present in that moment. Would I have chosen a path as a teacher? Or a skilled weaver?

Perhaps, my role would have involved fostering a sense of community by hosting the neighborhood children for a cup of chai and some namkeen. My heart feels full and my eyes become blurry when I think about “what could’ve been” , “how would it feel” , “when could’ve been better” .

These feelings and thoughts occupy my mind and leave me thinking some parts of me belong to an era which has no clue about my existence.

I feel a disconnection from my own generation as if I am displaced from my people, not being able to resonate with any of them.

When the present fails to provide any of those sentiments that I ache for, I find myself engaged in the past, seeking nostalgic experiences. It is fascinating how an era we never personally encountered can have such a deep and emotional impact on our lives, resonating with us in so many ways, leaving an indelible mark on our lives.

This bittersweet feeling makes me want to wear a Banarasi silk saree and lie down on a hammock, listening to Lata Mangeshkar Ji’s “Ehsan Tera Hoga Mujhpar” .

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rehamramzi · 10 months

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I capture all the little things, details, cherished people dear to me and all the alluring places that give me comfort.

I find solace in capturing, journaling, sketching out all those small moments, experiences and giving meaning to them, knowing that they possess the power to take me back to the memories they hold.

Nostalgia has been my old friend. It comes to me from time to time like a giant warm hug reminding me of the times and memories that were once, worth every emotion.

And I guess this is how I express my love for the minute details and moments in the present that hold so much of importance, so far, ,often go unnoticed, chosen to be ignored everyday.

Yet, I have to justify the fondness of romanticising the ordinary and fascination with the vintage.

It's taken me a while to understand that not everyone resonates or shares the same sentiments.

And it's absolutely alright, this realisation brings acceptance and peace.

After all, each human is diverse looking at the world distinctly.

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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loneliness, 2023.

loneliness of an airplane meal

loneliness of scrolling through your phone while being surrounded with people

loneliness of that bench in a park

loneliness of typing "I'm so happy for you"

loneliness of a new city

loneliness of still waters

loneliness of a solo boat in a river

loneliness of looking at old pictures

loneliness of being so moved by some music/ poetry /book that I can't relate to anyone who can't relate to it

loneliness of waiting for something that isn't going to happen

loneliness when you expected solitude?

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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It’s been a while… a long while.. and so much of longing in this while.

What is it that I’m waiting for?

So many people around me, yet this hinge of loneliness buried deep inside me.

How much more do I have to wait?

Do I even need to, or is it too late?

#poetry #patience #calmness #tumblr #words of mine #life lessons #thoughts #deep thoughts #love #words #sayings #feelings #deep thinking #heartache #my thoughts #bookworm #love quotes #poetic #quotes

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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Every experience is a lesson in itself.

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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“Falling in love doesn’t always lead to heartbreak. With the right man, it can be a one-way ticket to paradise.”

— Catherine Anderson, Phantom Waltz

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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Being listened to and heard is one of the greatest desires of the human heart.

Let the other person do most of the talking.

And those who learn to listen are the most loved and respected.

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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I crave love, deepness, intimacy but I don’t want temporary people to touch my body, mind or my soul. I don’t want tons of people to kiss, touch, or feel who I am. I’d rather be alone than waste my time fooling around

I cannot invest myself into 20 people just for the sake of some kind of validation from the third party.

That is a big deal for our generation. No one seems to understand the beauty of investment and commitment.

There is so much beauty in investing yourself and committing to one person.

Commitment is beautiful. Committing to one person is an art in itself.

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rehamramzi · 1 year

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And like the waves of the ocean, my words and thoughts reach my lips, but fail to come out.

Words fail to utter out when all I ever wanted was to express all that I ever write down or shed out through my eyes…

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