Harsimran Basra

Hello, I'm a photographer based out of Bangalore,INDIA. You've arrived at my sandbox.


In the morning when I wake,
and the sun is coming through.
Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness

and you fill my head with you. 

Bloom | The Paper Kites

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3 months ago

Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody’s around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it’s crazy, but that’s the only thing I’d really like to be. J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via larmoyante)

When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own. Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart 

(Source: splitterherzen, via teachingliteracy)

My dad told me to not worry about the things that I can’t control and I really don’t have feelings either way toward what someone may say or think. Really, what’s important is how I feel. Tom Brady (via lifting-quotes)


4 months ago