Nikita Thukral Quotes

I trust my mum with anything. If I have a problem, my mum is always the first person I go to.

When I was at home, I felt loved and safe. My sisters were always a safe haven for me. I knew they would always play with me and make me feel like I was one of them.

Thanks to having my dad travel with me, I don't feel quite cut off from my family.

My parents have been there for me, ever since I was about 7.

I had great representatives looking out for my best interests and safety. They just happened to be my parents.

You need your mom and dad to protect you. It means they love you so much.

A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

I have a chaperone everywhere I go - my mom.

I love my parents in the way most children would: for having been there at every point in my youth and childhood, ready to pick me up when I fell and support me when I stumbled.

No matter how much money I ever get, I'm going to want to provide for my family and never have to go back to really struggling. You don't ever want to go outside, you don't ever want to be left in the cold. You want to be safe.

I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.

Being on set with my dad - that's so cool. People always ask me if that made me nervous, but it's the same element when you're a kid - when your parents come in the auditorium for those school performances. It calms you.

I always take a cashmere blanket, and I have pictures of my family in my passport holder.

I always felt like I had stability, doing things with my dad and living with my mum.

It's just so lovely to be at home and in my own bed surrounded by people I'm so close to. I really appreciate the time I have at home. The support from all my family has just been so overwhelming.

Mum and dad are always looking out for me; they just want the best for me.

My father has been a constant source of love and strength in my life.

My mom keeps khabar of everything, so I don't feel lonely.

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you'd be okay.

So let us sleep outside tonight, Lay down in our mother's arms, for here we can rest safely.

Seth moved behind me, his presence steady and reassuring. Waiting to catch me, even though I refused to fall just yet.

One can give advice comfortably from a safe port.

I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn’t some sinister force dragging me toward death. This time I know it’s my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms. And I go gladly into her embrace.

Built like an oak tree, against which I could pitch my pillow and read; mornings, I could curl into the crook of your branches.

I'm not writing to make anyone's children feel safe.