{"author":"Faraaz Kazi","author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi","total_quotes":106,"quotes":[{"text":"He had never smoked but then had he ever loved? Life made him love and love made him smoke.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","sad"],"id":131,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"If not towards his case to give him glimpses of what could be a happy future, it stayed back at least to warrant her happiness, stayed back with the pain that strangely didn’t hurt anymore.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","pain","sad","tragic"],"id":8958,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"Love?' he asked himself, giving no sense of recognition for that word in the dictionary of his mind. It was the only battle he had lost in life, the only thing that had been snatched away from him, before he could even claim it.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","sad-love","unrequited-love"],"id":18856,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"When she started with the first empty canvas, she didn’t know what she was going to paint, she just let her paint brushes glide and they religiously followed the trajectory of her angst; the choice of colours and the strokes, they were all a reflection of what was going through her mind. The reds were the embers within her that refused to die. The blues were the rare instances when she was spent by her grief. The blacks were her moments of absolute weakness, the colour of the bottomless pit within her that she had plunged into, falling through and through. The brush strokes moved around blank canvases like snakes with fangs of elixir that filled her scars with a deluge of hope and a gale of faith in herself. The colours spoke to her in whispers, narrating their own tale while she poured out hers to them. They allowed her to channel her life through them. They listened. They cared. They laughed. They cried. They reassured her that there was life waiting ahead, staring at her past, urging her forward with eager arms. And Preeti rushed into them with her brush in hand that rose along with her and fell along with her.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["art","artist","colours","drawing","letting-go","moving-on","painting","past","romance"],"id":19101,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"The skies bend, the time stops, the lanes move and the fires dance,It can mean only one thing that I am with you.You are enigmatic yet so beautiful that I have lost my sense, You are as immaculate as the unadulterated morning dew And your beauty leaves me in a mystified trance.I do not foresee what you and I will beBut I promise to be with you till the rocks keep meeting the sea.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","love-poems","poetry"],"id":19780,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","pain","romance","sad","true-love"],"id":20667,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"Envy is a much natural byproduct when your childhood isn’t the way it is supposed to be.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["childhood","envy"],"id":30119,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"Why crawl like a caterpillar when you have the wings to be a butterfly?","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["change","change-your-life","evolution","growth","inspirational","inspirational","life","motivational"],"id":38253,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"Never carry the baggage of your past relationships on the honeymoon of your future relationships.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["future","life","love","past","relationships"],"id":38388,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"},{"text":"He noticed that she threw away the crumbled bus ticket on the street as soon as she got down. He picked it up and put it in his pocket along with his own a memorabilia of their first date together, just like a strand of her hair he would find later on his shirt and the broken pen cap that she would go on to search in the laboratory and so many other such small things which he would collect.","author":"Faraaz Kazi","tags":["love","memories","past"],"id":53075,"author_id":"Faraaz+Kazi"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":106,"pages":11,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}