Ask not of the night of separation; it came, and it passed away
My heart found a way to please itself again; life found a way to get back on track again
Faiz Ahmad Faiz || Written at Jinnah hospital Karachi in 1953
Book : Nuskha Hai Wafa (Pg. 245)
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Ask not of the night of separation; it came, and it passed away
My heart found a way to please itself again; life found a way to get back on track again
Faiz Ahmad Faiz || Written at Jinnah hospital Karachi in 1953
Book : Nuskha Hai Wafa (Pg. 245)
“ما می میریم تا عکاس «تایمز» جایزه بگیرد We die So that Photographers of “Time” could win a prize.”
— Elyas Alvi
My eyes yearn to see you so come home from distant lands, beloved
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Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]
“Accept how you feel but don’t let feelings rule you. You are in control. You are not their slave.”
— Unknown
grieve. so that you can be free to feel something else.
Nayyirah Waheed, from Nejma
“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”
— Unknown
this search for the essence of who I am
The Siren by John William Waterhouse (1900)