Quotes by Parul Wadhwa

Abstract conversations are my favourite, for they unviel true convictions.

Life has been fair, destiny may have staged it well but the timings were terrible.

The food in the hostel mess is worst of a kind. The grief in my words reach easily to those who have been there and done that Chapatti in the meal is either so uncooked or overly cooked and you can only expect dal in the ocean of water when you are ready to swim.

No matter how much you love someone, time heals your pain and your death wish.

He is quick witted, yes! Astute big time & level headed in opinion. It is my firsthand judgment of a man.

Myra wasnt simple or complicated. She was different. She was not perfect, not even close but her flaws were intresting. She always had an opinion, something to say about everything.Most interesting thing about her is that she never said something to please, yet she was nice to be around.

South Delhi is such a rich area in Delhi, you could call it the heart of Delhi or a slice of heaven for the rarest sight of Delhiites served with cherry.

Hostel is one phase in a mans life that teaches him what Indian mothers fail to teach their children despite the use of potential weapons like rolling pin,broom stick, wiper so on and henceforth. Who knows if you are luckier, you might just experience your bachelorhood as a paying guest.

I am here not to let you fall alone, suffocate alone, quit life easy. Ill fight the fate for you and with you.

Some questions are more complicated than their answers could be.

I was never fond of this boyfriend-girlfriend game. Outsmart me, make me feel challenged and I can walk with you forever but to act like love smitten puppies in love is not my thing.

Rationality is the way to lead life. So high time,let’s stop feeding our dreams and shake hands with the reality.

I almost trust her to burn the bridges while standing at the cliff herself. She hardly agrees to be on the same page as others, either ahead of all or all in a different book.

I am a palette of emotions; I remember how I have cov-eted to be free from the school rules. I look around to see people casually dressed up and walking with an aim maybe to make a better career or just add fame of DU degree like me. The campus is buzzing with freshman and activity. I just hope, these corridors, hallways, and passages don’t see me trip-ping and falling any day. I feel more comfortable standing in between the crowd of people moving. Like nobody is paying any heed. You can be yourself without feeling awkward about anything.