Quotes from Sanhita Baruah

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

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.

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.

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

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.

We can't control what others thinkWe might as well go ahead and live

There's nothing more unattractive than a man who blames predestination for his own failures and a woman who blames men for her own vulnerability...Blame thyself

But sometimes, when she'd be all by herself, walking home late in the evening on a crowded street she'd be afraid of her own shadow following her...

But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to...

Some selfish people rise because some kind people haven't learned the art of saying no to them.

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

So when they win, it's their hard workAnd when they lose, it's their bad luck

Never follow the crowd....Until and unless you're crossing the road...