In the shadows, we all are the same. Dark, inconsistent and indifferent. And if someone loves you dark, he loves all of you. Because when it is dark, the shadow is within you. It is the light that differentiates us with an identity. It is the light that marks our shadows. Light never guarantees love.

— Nishikant

Is there a particular way of looking at your love?” she asked.….. Yes… The way you look at me.

— Nishikant

It was the best start of the day. A day started with a rejection. Maybe, by the end of the day, I would spend the majority of my vitality making the thing occur all alone. Maybe, tonight would be distinctive.

— Nishikant

Love can be all things. But, Just never enough.

— Nishikant

Red eyes, clogged vessels, tanned cells and septum holes, She came up to me with an ashtray, and a bunch of tobacco rolls, I mean, how can I fill the gap that you've created?? How could I switch the clock back to the past, for the time I have wasted? I have gone a sedate now; the heart has stopped pumping zeal into my head, And for the hole in my heart, which is so dead now, which has run out of life now, I carry the loads of moments that you've endowed.

— Nishikant

The truth is not always what you see. It is about what you actually want to see. You cannot let go your whole life based on truth. Because, sometimes, it is a lie that we count on for our togetherness. And when I said that I do not need you, I actually wanted to keep us together, with that lie.

— Nishikant

The world is made out of Nutella. You just need to stick your tongue out, so that you could really taste it.

— Nishikant

Until I knew that it was you inside me, who has so much to say, I hesitated writing.

— Nishikant

Why cannot you be loud in saying 'I love you' ?", she asked. Me:- It is just because I have got a great depth inside me that will take some time to reach the horizon. But believe me, it would be the loudest of all, anyone has ever heard.

— Nishikant

Words are never frail. They have all the powers to change the personality and features of a man. The way he relates and depicts the things are based on the words he discovers. At one point where words portray happiness for someone, it also counts for the tears to some. The day we comprehend the strength of words, we would choose them more closely and patiently. Where we would prefer silence more over words. If words are our strength, they are our weakness too.

— Nishikant