#rekhta

[maihonhassan]

Urdu words i wish we used often;

masarrat ~ مسرت

happiness, delight, or pleasure

iltimas ~ التماس

request, solicitation, or entreaty

muqarrab ~ مقرب

intimate friend, a favourite, or someone close

istikamat ~ استقامت

durability, firmness, or constancy

[hereisnxbiya]

Wo kahin bhi gaya lauta to mire paas aaya,

Bas yahi baat hai achchhi mire harjaai ki.

—Parveen Shakir

Main na aane ke iraade se hua hi nahi tujhse juda kabhi..

Main jab bhi hua door tujhse, Kuch dair baad fir laut hi aaya hoon.

— Shafin Khan

[chthonic-empyrean]

اسی لیے تو یہاں اب بھی اجنبی ہوں میں تمام لوگ فرشتے ہیں آدمی ہوں میں

isī liye to yahāñ ab bhī ajnabī huuñ maiñ tamām log farishte haiñ aadmī huuñ maiñ

~Bashir Badr

[achyutpriya]

हाथ सराबोर हो गए मेरे आंसू पोछते,

आप पलकों का लिहाज़ करते हैं?

[analogueing]

a first attempt at transliterating + translating tajiki

basically converting the cyrillic text to latin and farsi (full of spelling mistakes i know) + translating to english. text taken from the first paragraph of the tajiki wikipedia article on tajikistan.

side note but the word gharb (غرب) is so interesting to me because in arabic and persian it means west, and the form gharīb (غریب) refers to a westerner, foreigner, or stranger. when the word got borrowed into hindi and urdu it took on the meaning "poor, unwealthy" as an antonym to the (also arabic-origin) word for wealthy / rich amīr ( अमीर امیر ), while the words ajnabi ( अजनबी اجنبی ) or pardesi ( परदेसी پردیسی ) are used to refer to a foreigner or stranger. i have no idea why the meaning change occurred but it's v fascinating to me.

[coffeepageplanter]

And i keep bleeding rain for flowers that will never grow.

i don’t know what’s more tragic my obsession with “i can fix you” or how i keep falling for the broken who have nothing to give me back and still, i keep loving like i’m the cure and they just wait to be saved. But some people are not gardens, they are deserts.

I keep finding homes in people who were never meant to stay. I love like it’s the only thing keeping me alive, I give like my heart does not know limits and then they leave like I was never anything more than a moment. Still, I sit in the ruins, hoping they remember me they remember the love i gave to them because somewhere deep down, I bleed for them thinking maybe just maybe they’ll see the way i break for them and choose to stay. Not because i enjoy the ache, but because i know too well what it means to not be loved at all. so i become what i never got. even when it empties me.

- Sh00nya

[shahsalim]

Hawa ke pichhe bhagte rahe,

Na jane kab manzil guzar gai.

Shab to ab tak baqi hai jahan mein,

Magar meri sahar guzar gai.

[alooobukharaverypyara]

Oh, when Ahmed Faraz said "Sab kuch milta hai is duniya mein,Faraz, bas woh nahi milta jisse mohabbat ho."

But Jaun had the guts to quote, "Zindagi kam pad gayi, warna woh na milta, majaal uski."

I screamed a little when Allama Iqbal said "Na kar naseeb pe itne gile, Iqbal, jab Khuda razi hota hai, toh har cheez mil jaati hai."

But then, Mirza Ghalib got a chokehold on me, saying "Tum bhi Ghalib, kamaal karte ho, ummeedein insaano se laga kar, shikayatein Khuda se karte ho."