A lost-diary

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[oncymuse]

“To your exhausted heart; in paradise there is rest.♡”

[oncymuse]

Grief is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

— Jamie Anderson

[qalbofnight]

Ek baar maine apne college professor se pucha ki "khushkismat kon hai vo jiskay pas daulat to nahin lekin maa- baap Bhai - behen ,shauhar - biwi, aulad ki mohabbat hasil hai ya phir vo jiskay pas isme se kuch bhi nahin lekin usko duniya ki tamam asayishein mayassar hai , vo jo chahe kha sakta hai, kharid sakta hai, pehen sakta hai ,duniya se apni har baat manwa sakta hai , usko pricetag dekh k khareedne ki zarurat nahin hoti," akhir dono mein se khushkismat kon hai., the answer my professor gave still roams in my head at midnight ....., he replied " jiskay pas insab mein se kuch bhi haasil nahin phir bhi vo shukrguzari ki zindagi guzarta hai beghair parwardigaar se kisi shikayat kay vo khushkismat hai."

[oncymuse]

[oncymuse]

رَضِيتُ باللهِ رَبَّاً، وَبِالْإِسْلَامِ دِيناً، وَبِمُحَمَّدٍ نَبِيَّاً۔♥️

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“Her heart was made of liquid sunset.”

-Virginia Woolf

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“How do I say, I miss you in a way that will ache your heart like mine does.”

-Mahmoud Darwaish

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POV: Things you should never stop reminding your heart...

The idea that someone's "پسندیدہ ہونا" (being a favorite) is the worst delusion you've ever created for yourself. Nothing like that exists in reality. It's just a term we use to fool ourselves and others. We're all humans, with both good and evil sides that time reveals slowly.

So, try to make things easier for yourself and others by keeping in mind that nothing is permanent or forever here. As you've probably heard before:

ہم کسی کے لیے خاص یا پسندیدہ نہیں ہوتے، ہم میسر ہوتے ہیں، موجود ہوتے ہیں، دستیاب ہوتے ہیں، اور جو جتنا آسانی سے دستیاب ہوجاتا ہے اتنی ہی اپنی قدر و قیمت کھو دیتا ہے .

They start taking you for granted...

So, let's not get caught up in the idea that someone's affection is the key to our happiness. We deserve better than that. Beware of the toxic traits that occur based on this delusion and never ever lose your worth for folly amusement!

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Pov: The tears in her eyes and how voice shakes when she said these lines were enough to defines the pain in her heart...

کہ مدتوں بعد اُس نے آج مجھ سے کوئی گلہ کیا

منصبِ دلبری پہ کیا مجھ کو بحال کر دیا . . .

- پروین شاکر

[oncymuse]

"It hurts, literally it hurts. You can't even figure things out sometimes, and just let things be as they are. This world always seems desiring, but the moral of the story is it's nothing except the folly amusement. And we can't deny it anyway. It won't last forever, neither the pain nor the happiness. We're all in a magical ball of glass that will fall and shatter into pieces at any time."

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[oncymuse]

Seh Sakey Ga Kon Ye Gehra Zeyaan...

سہہ سکے گا کون یہ گہرا زیاں...

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[oncymuse]

A Million feelings, zero words.