ﺳﺐ ﮐﻮ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﺩﻋﺎﻭﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﯾﺎﺩ ﺭﮐﻬﯿﮟ ﮨﻮ ﺳﮑﺘﺎ ﮨﮯﮐﮧ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﮯ

‏ﺳﺐ ﮐﻮ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﺩﻋﺎﻭﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﯾﺎﺩ ﺭﮐﻬﯿﮟ ﮨﻮ ﺳﮑﺘﺎ ﮨﮯﮐﮧ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﮯ ﻟﯿﮯ ﺁﭘﮑﯽ ﺩﻋﺎﺭﺣﻤﺖ ﺑﻦ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ

 ﺍﻟﻠﻪ ﺁﭖ ﺳﺐ ﮐﻮ ﮨﻤﯿﺸﮧ ﺷﺎﺩﻭﺁﺑﺎﺩ ﺭﮐﻬﮯ 

! ﺁﻣﯿﻦ ﯾﺎﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻤﯿﻦ

تیرا ہر ستم تیری ہر جفا مجھے معتبر میرے مہرباں۔۔۔

 تیرا ہر ستم تیری ہر جفا مجھے معتبر میرے مہرباں۔۔۔

تیرے سارے غم مجھے محترم۔۔۔

تیرے ساتھ بھی۔۔

❤️تیرے بعد بھی۔۔

محبت کو پانے اور سمیٹنے کی کوشش مت کرو

 محبت کو پانے اور سمیٹنے کی کوشش مت کرو ورنہ اضطراب پیدا ہوجائے گا. ،محبت کو بانٹ دو

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تم ایک چہرہ بھول سکتے ہو____لیکن تم کسی کے جذبات کی حرارت ____

 تم ایک چہرہ بھول سکتے ہو____لیکن تم کسی کے جذبات کی حرارت ____

ادا کی نزاکت ____اور آواز کی مٹھاس کو_____

اپنی یادوں سے بالکل نہیں مٹا سکتے ___

کسی درخت سے ٹوٹ کر گرنے والے پتے دو طرح کے ہوتے ہیں

 

کسی درخت سے ٹوٹ کر گرنے والے پتے دو طرح کے ہوتے ہیں پہلے وہ ہوتے ہیں جو کچرے کے ڈھیر تک پہنچ جاتے ہیں اور انہیں اٹھا کر آگ لگا دی جاتی ھے

دوسرے گرنے والے پتے وہ ہوتے ہیں جنہیں اکھٹا کر کے اسی درخت کی جڑ میں دبا دیا جاتا ھے

ٹوٹنا تو سب کو ھے پیارے ____ آگے کس کی قسمت میں کیا ھے یہ سب نصیب کے کھیل ہیں

" I guess, someone who never fails to understand you,

"Yaar what's this soulmate thing. Log aj bht krrhy yeh." he asked out of curiosity.

" I guess, someone who never fails to understand you, probably someone who connects at a whole different level with you. But why are you asking?" I replied

"Because I'm starting to think that you're my soulmate." 

A confession, ehh?

I froze for a couple of seconds because I had a crush on him that too from the very beginning when I didn't even see him. All that appeared attractive to my eyes was his name with a profile picture of a cartoon character.

But one thing I wasn't sure for was the "yes" moment. I had no idea that he likes me too and if he does, what's the problem with saying "no". Love these days is similar to living a life in an exile expecting you'd live forever in there.

"So you want to take this one step forward?" I asked, reluctantly. 

Ofcourse, I wanted him to be mine but my mind kept telling me to give him excuses why I don't need love to be involved in my life. So I listened to my mind this time and kept avoiding him but his struggle for not giving up was way more stronger than mine.

"You'll struggle alot in this quest because the more you'll come closer, the more walls I'll keep on building." I said being extremely confident.

But he being himself replied, "You can try doing whatever you like but one thing I know for sure is that I'll somehow manage to build a door that has it's way to your heart, even if you don't have one."

Months later, here I am. Couldn't stop myself from exploring the journey of love. His view on "love always reflects back" was mighty enough to break the locked door of my heart. I don't know when it happened, how it happened but it happened and now I can claim my happiness relies on him somehow.

I said "yes".

A fiction I came up with.

جن کے جانے سے جان جاتی تھی اُنکا جانا بھی ہم نے دیکھا ہے

 جن کے جانے سے جان جاتی تھی 

اُنکا جانا بھی ہم نے دیکھا ہے 

You've seen it. Bear it. And lived it.

But the need is to accept and move on. :)) 

Remember the time when the thought of leaving your ways apart suffocates you ? You used to think that the person right now could never be replaced. 

But let me tell you one fact here , everything is replaceable. This world has progressed to where it is now on this fact. Especially in terms of relationships , people...they're replaced. Subconsciously , the pleasure that those people used to give us is altered.

Law of energy states , 

"Energy cannot be destroyed , nor be created but is converted from one form to another."

That's how i think emotions and our bonds works too. They're replaced by some others after going through a process , where some of their part is wasted (used actually to carry out the process) to make us reach on the other end of our path and when we reach at another end (the replacement) we think that the energy of our bond , the emotions , that bonding , the chemistry is low comparitively to the one we had before. It's because we compare the two ends of our journey's string without recognizing the input that we've given to that path just to reach here. To carry out our life. To carry on and to re-start after the loss.

And... till this temporary life ends , we don't know that how many strings and ends do we have to reach and cross. So please.. never a loss should be enough for you to stop your journey. I guess , the more paths of difficulty from one point to another you'll make , the more reward you'll get on accomplishing the more tests that Allah(SWT) has put you in.

Hold on to your faith and keep on moving to your other side of the misery. There's a relief alongside and there'll be one on the destination too.

🦋💛🪄🌿

حیثیتـــ ڪا ڪبھی گمـــان نــہ ڪرنا ،

 ️           ️   

   

حیثیتـــ ڪا ڪبھی گمـــان نــہ ڪرنا ، یـاد رڪھنا اڑان ہمیشـــہ زمیـــن ســے شـــروع ہوڪر زمیـــن پـــر ہی اختتـــام پذیــر ہوتی ہـــے

                          

خوشیاں خوبصورت جسموں کیلٸے ہوتی ہیں جبکہ غم خوبصورت روحوں کیلٸے

خوشیاں خوبصورت جسموں کیلٸے ہوتی ہیں جبکہ غم خوبصورت روحوں کیلٸے۔

زندگی میں اگر غم نہ ہوتے تو لوگ خوشی سے مر جاتے۔

حقیقت غم ہے جبکہ خوشی غم کی تھکاوٹ اتارنے کا نام ہے 

خوشی ہمیشہ غم کے پیٹ سے ہی جنم لیتی ہے 

غم کو گلے لگاۓ بغیر خوشی سے لطف اندوز نہیں ہوا جا سکتا

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//Mistakes//

"I wish I could return to past and relive some moments and rectify my blunders that I've made. I wish I could just erase every mistake that I have done in my past".  She screamed while crumbling the piece of paper in her right hand and then threw the eraser that she was tightly holding in her left hand with clenched fist. She was breathing heavily. When she became successfull in balancing her uneven breath, she looked at the crumbled piece of paper in her hand and then at the small rectangular shaped eraser which was thrown ruthlessly on the ground. Those two lifeless creatures were trying to tell something to her. The paper was telling her when someone do some mistake while writing on it, they immediately erase it after realizing it but after sometime make the same mistake and once again need an eraser.  She drew her ear quite close to the paper as if it was going to tell her a deep secret. The paper whispers,  "if you erase your every mistake that you make then you will never learn. You will once again make the same mistake, you will never go through that painful phase of experience and you will never value the importance of that mistake in your life cuz you would have already been erased it without pondering that it may make you the person you always wanted to be, the one who won't regret anything, the one who will be proud of the glittering wholeness of who he/she is"!  Her pupils got dilated in astonishment. 

She was not yet able to digest that surprising truths of life that suddently a gentle, cool breeze touched her hair. She began following the kind breeze that was constantly playing with her hair but she didn't mind it and stepped out of her room with it. It seemed like nature had hypnotized her. The grass on the land seemed delighted to feel the touch of her bare feet. The birds were singing a melody to welcome her. The giant trees bowed down to hug her with their branches serving as the arms. She felt like her lungs got inflated by that feeling of intense rapture. Nature had embraced her wholly. Suddenly her eyes got blessed with the scenery of  enchanting waterfall. Her ears got a sweet whispering voice,  "Why you always regret your mistakes and cry and then regret crying. See these mountains don't regret waterfalls. So you shouldn't be regretting your waterfalls shedding from your eyes too".  Her pupils got dilated once again in astonishment and then her garland of eyelashes, which had been locked to make the eyes blessed with that captivating scenery for a long time, finally unlocked and opened her eyes. She woke up. There was a huge bright smile on her face. Her Almighty had taught her the best lesson of her life. She raised her hands for dua to thank her creator!