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He who has found Allah, what has he lost?
And he who has lost Allah, what has he found?

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He who has found Allah, what has he lost?
And he who has lost Allah, what has he found?
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real intimacy isnβt built in bedrooms but in conversations where your raw thoughts, fears, and truths are met with love, patience, and a desire to understand
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May Allah ο·» keep our hearts grateful in both victory and defeat.
Al-Hashr - 19
Franz Wright, from Walking to Martha's Vineyard; βFlightβ
oh how i miss being on tumblr
Woh βAl-Jabbarβ hai.
Toote dilon ko jorne wala, apni qudrat se har cheez par ghalib. Jab zindagi tumhein andar se tor deti hai, woh apni rehmat se tumhein phir sambhal leta hai. Woh jaanta hai ke kaun sa dard tum chhupa rahe ho aur kaun sa gham khamoshi se seh rahe ho. Woh apne bande ko tootne ke baad bhi akela nahin chhorta, balkeh pehle se zyada mazboot bana deta hai. Kai baar tum samajhte ho ke ab sab khatam ho gaya, magar phir woh nayi umeed paida kar deta hai. To bas us βAl-Jabbarβ ki taraf laut aao, kyun ke woh toote huon ko phir se mukammal kar deta hai. π©·πͺ»
the draft you're embarrassed by is data
bad news: you have to read it.
good news: you only have to read it like a scientist, not a judge. (more on that in a second.)
it's not proof that you can't write. it's proof that your instincts are working. you can SEE that the dialogue is wooden and the pacing collapses in chapter six and there's a character who shows up in act two and then, spiritually, dies. the fact that you can see all of this means your taste has outpaced your execution.
that's not a crisis. that's just where you are right now.
the scientist thing
a judge looks at the evidence and delivers a verdict. guilty. not good enough. why did i think i could do this. the verdict is emotionally satisfying for about four seconds and then completely useless.
a scientist looks at the same evidence and asks: what is this telling me?
the subplot that goes nowhere β what were you trying to add? the scene you wrote in twenty minutes because you just wanted to get through it β what were you avoiding? the ending that felt earned in december and now feels like a shrug β what didn't get set up earlier?
the bad draft isn't a failure. it's a very long, very specific note to yourself about what the story needs. you just have to learn to read it that way.
what to actually look for
the scenes you wrote fast and felt weird about. that's not momentum, that's avoidance. your subconscious knew something was off and you kept going anyway. go back. that's where the structural problem lives.
the character who disappears. you didn't forget about them. you wrote yourself into a corner where they didn't fit, which means something in your structure shifted mid-draft and you never corrected for it.
the dialogue that makes you wince on reread. nine times out of ten, the character is saying the theme out loud instead of living it. fixable. actually very useful to know.
the ending that feels hollow. the ending is almost never the problem. something earlier didn't do its job and the ending is just where you noticed.
the reframe
a first draft isn't a failed final draft. it's you finding the story before you can tell it.
the writers you love have embarrassing drafts. you just never see them because by the time the book is in your hands, the map has already been folded up and put in a drawer. yours is still on the table.
read it. take notes. figure out what it's trying to tell you.
then write the real one.
β rin t. β¨
every novel starts with one question that refuses to leave you alone.
maybe yours is hiding somewhere in here.
i spent weeks putting together The Story Hook Library, 300 original story hooks, prompts, and idea-building exercises for writers who are tired of waiting for inspiration to magically appear.
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You have the idea.The character.The aesthetic.The random notes app full of possibilities.But somehow... turning that tiny spark into an actu
Tudor-era double portrait, to commemorate the marriage of William and Joan Judde. 1560.
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No matter how difficult your request is, remember the power of Allah.
kabhi khud pe kabhi haalat pe
kabhi khud pe kabhi haalat pe rona aaya // baat nikli tou har ik baat pe rona aaya
hum tou samjhe the hum bhool gaye hain unko // kya hua aaj yeh kis baat pe rona aaya
kis liye jeete hain hum kiske liye jeete hain // baarhaa aise sawalaat pe rona aaya
kon rota hai kisi aur ki khaatir aey dost // sabko apni hi kisi baat pe rona aaya
Sahir Ludhianvi
β Blithe Saxon, an excerpt from Because Itβs Her (via lunamonchtuna)
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i'm planning for my next exam, feeling a bit exhausted but still want to do my best!!