Ur cutie

[uroldhomie]

Tujhy Allah k hawaly karky bari der khali hath dekhy.

[uroldhomie]

Usay lamhon bhi nahi ata hoga mera dehan , Woh, jisky khayalon sy mery din raat bandhy hain.

Dil mein yeh khayal ata hai aur mein muskra deta hun. Haha, kabhi kabhi insan sirf muskra hi sakta hai. Khud par, halat par, waqt par. Sabar , sabar mein dil ko samjhaty thak jata hun magar isny pehly kabhi meri suni hai? Kabhi kabhi mujhy lagta hai mera dil us bigri aulad ki tarah hai jo na tu Sahara banti hai , na hi chori ja sakti hai.

[uroldhomie]

Mera sabar khatam hugaya hai par march......

[uroldhomie]

As they say : Zindagi guzarny k liye naa bara zarf chahye ta k humara kisi ko woh dua dety hoye dil na ghabraye jo humary haq mein qabool na hu saki ho.

[uroldhomie]

Pata nahi magar mushkil waqt mein Allah hi yaad ata hai . Aur gily shikwy bhi usi sy hoty hain. Nahi hony chahyen. Magar. Rab k siwa kis sy insan keh sakta hai? Kis par maan rakh sakta hai?

[uroldhomie]

kasoor tu mera hai ju ap par bharosa kiye.

[uroldhomie]

Kaam k time par shugal aur shugal k time par bhi shugal.

[uroldhomie]

Har woh shaqas khasary mein hai jisne apny man pasand shaqas ko bataya k woh usky baghet nahi reh skta.

[uroldhomie]

And know that prayer is better than sleep, beter than love,better than company, better than crying, better than waiting and better than your weakness and strength.

[uroldhomie]

Continuing on it despite it all.

-me after going through a traumatic life event.

[uroldhomie]

I forgive the world because it has you in it.

[uroldhomie]

Zabt-e-gham ny ab tou pathar kar diya warna Faraz, Dekhta koi k dil k zakhm jab ankhon mein thy.

[uroldhomie]

I miss staying up whole night for sehri ..

[uroldhomie]

The pain of..

Samny betha tha mery aur woh mera na tha!

[uroldhomie]

I didn't know tears can take so much of my memory.

I once read a research which stated that grief can make you more susceptible to dementia. How ridiculous the human mind is ... oh to be more precise the heart- the root of all evil. I can't remember years of my life but oh i know it hurts. Maybe it is true after all grief is the price we pay for the love.

[taitaiun]

[muskaanayesha]

Peace be upon the daughter who helped her parents grow up. Accepted their cold shoulder, excused their anger, pardoned their mistakes, taught them how to be human. Peace be upon the sister who paid the price of rebellion. Screaming to her fullest, shaking like a leaf but standing tall, never letting the dictatorship go without a fight, paving the path for her siblings to breathe easier. Peace be upon the first child of an immigrant father. Aching to find their own purpose in life, firm in their own beliefs, contradicting generations and generations of cultural values. Peace be upon the girl who shouldered her mother's trauma. Swindled it into her own, morphed herself into an image of the womb she once resided in, immersed herself into troubles that weren't even hers, covered up scars that she couldn't even recognize. Peace be upon the woman who forgot who she was. So determined to be the savior of everyone, to fix her family, to nurture and love everyone around her. So deeply lost that she forgot she's just as worthy of love. Peace be upon you.