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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalNivedhitha is a writer, poet, and blogger who finds meaning in exploring the deeper layers of human experience and sharing them with the world. A postgraduate from NMIMS, Mumbai, she hails from Trichy, Tamil Nadu, and has journeyed through cities like Delhi, Hyderabad, Trivandrum, and Mumbai—each place deepening her love for language and culture. When she’s not writing, she’s crafting art journals, wandering through thoughts, or discovering beauty in the small, ordinary moments of life. A quiet storm in a pen’s disguise—inked in empathy, wrapped in wonder, chasing clarity one word, oRead More...
Nivedhitha is a writer, poet, and blogger who finds meaning in exploring the deeper layers of human experience and sharing them with the world. A postgraduate from NMIMS, Mumbai, she hails from Trichy, Tamil Nadu, and has journeyed through cities like Delhi, Hyderabad, Trivandrum, and Mumbai—each place deepening her love for language and culture.
When she’s not writing, she’s crafting art journals, wandering through thoughts, or discovering beauty in the small, ordinary moments of life.
A quiet storm in a pen’s disguise—inked in empathy, wrapped in wonder, chasing clarity one word, one page, one heartbeat at a time.
You can find more of her works on Instagram
(@poet.without.a.pen), Medium (@NiviWrites),
or in the quiet spaces between heartbeats.
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If you have fallen in and out of love too many times,
you know love doesn’t come in just one form.
Some days it’s like the soft kiss of a gentle morning.
Some days it’s like the lingering cold of a winter night.
And some other days it’s like a cactus prickling a wounded soul.
But guess what?
Whatever form love comes in, we embrace it as it is.
We try to accept it and give it the home it deserves.
If you have fallen in and out of love too many times,
you know love doesn’t come in just one form.
Some days it’s like the soft kiss of a gentle morning.
Some days it’s like the lingering cold of a winter night.
And some other days it’s like a cactus prickling a wounded soul.
But guess what?
Whatever form love comes in, we embrace it as it is.
We try to accept it and give it the home it deserves.
If it stays, it’s great.
If it doesn’t, it was beautiful while it lasted.
Wasn’t it?
This book you are holding, explores love in all its shades —
First Love, Unrequited Love, Toxic Love, Healed Love,
in no specific order, because love itself is rarely linear.
As you read,
I hope these pieces touch your heart in a way love once did,
And I hope they stay with you, even when love didn’t choose to.
If you have fallen in and out of love too many times,
you know love doesn’t come in just one form.
Some days it’s like the soft kiss of a gentle morning.
Some days it’s like the lingering cold of a winter night.
And some other days it’s like a cactus prickling a wounded soul.
But guess what?
Whatever form love comes in, we embrace it as it is.
We try to accept it and give it the home it deserves.
If you have fallen in and out of love too many times,
you know love doesn’t come in just one form.
Some days it’s like the soft kiss of a gentle morning.
Some days it’s like the lingering cold of a winter night.
And some other days it’s like a cactus prickling a wounded soul.
But guess what?
Whatever form love comes in, we embrace it as it is.
We try to accept it and give it the home it deserves.
If it stays, it’s great.
If it doesn’t, it was beautiful while it lasted.
Wasn’t it?
This book you are holding, explores love in all its shades —
First Love, Unrequited Love, Toxic Love, Healed Love,
in no specific order, because love itself is rarely linear.
As you read,
I hope these pieces touch your heart in a way love once did,
And I hope they stay with you, even when love didn’t choose to.
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