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Showing posts with label Beauty of pakistan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beauty of pakistan. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Soulmate

March 03, 2021 0 Comments
I am in intense need of a soulmate. Soulmate?
A soulmate is not the husband, friend, sibling, parents, or even lover.
A soulmate is a soul-mate. The word is describing its power and strength.
A person who loves you unconditionally, who never judges you on little things, with whom you can laugh hard with an open mouth, with whom you can do silly things without feeling shy or confused.
Who thinks like you, feel like you. Who can understand the teary eyes even though you are laughing?
Who can understand why and when you pause during the conversation.
I am unable to find such a human who can fall into the category of my soulmate.
I feel empty when I am with my very beloved and close ones.
Because no one can understand or on one can get the feeling as I feel, as I think.
All of the happiness and calmness of life stays in a soothing soulmate who thinks like who feel like you.
I am searching for the opposite gender of my type.
I am in intense need of my soulmate.

Saturday, September 5, 2020

Tired

September 05, 2020 0 Comments
I'm tired
Without any extra burden of work
Yet I'm tired with my thoughts
I'm tired of lifting the weight of my failure  which I'm carrying since long
I'm tired of thinking that everything which is getting worse, is going to be okay soon
I'm tired of bearing all the hardships with a smile on my face
I'm tired of waiting for the good to happen to me
I'm tired of consoling myself that this exam of life will be last
And time will come when
I will laugh with my heart again, purely like happy child
I will be relieved at the lose of my life
I will feel blessed and lucky
But with the days passing I'm losing my hope, all of my energies are draining
I'm tired of thinking positive with every negative impression
I'm tired of taking care of my own self
I'm tired of explaining myself to others
All of my dreams are shattered
I'm chasing balloons that are going high in the sky
I always remain unblessed then how can I get something now?
Struggled day and night to achieve a good start, a good job, a happy life, a bleesed life, a family, a car, a vacation or anything else
My fate is just written to struggle day and night
But I'm tired of this
Only one thing which is holding me
Only one thing which is standing me up
Only one thing which gives me hope
Is my faith, my religion, and yes definitely my RAbb
RABB E KAREEM
I'm tired of losing everything and the only one Who holds me is

ٱلْسَّلَامُ The Perfection and Giver of Peace
ٱلْرَّزَّاقُ The Provider
ٱلْوَدُودُ The Most Loving

This gives me power and strength. When I remember these names of my Creator I wonder Who I can be disappointed?
These names hold me strongly and keep me standing in every storm of my life
My tiredness changes into peace
My drained power builts up again because

"Those who believe and whose hearts find comfort in the remembrance of Allah. Surely in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find comfort". (Quran 13-28)

Friday, August 14, 2020

When we will get freedom???

August 14, 2020 1 Comments

We have opened our eyes to Pakistan, so it takes time for people like us to understand what a homeland is and what an independent homeland is.
Read the story written with the blood of this country, watch the spectacle of the brutality of the army occupying the Kashmir.
Swinging on the streets of Lahore, one gets an idea of ​​what slavery really is and how to get freedom, why one asks for soil.
Why does one shed blood for dust?
When I was a child, I used to look at my mother with kindness when I called soil as mother.
Then I began to understand.
The mother gives consciousness, the soil gives pride
But
We were liberated from Hindu slavery in 1947. Now tell me, what do you want freedom from?
Tell us when we will be free from the slavery of one's own thinking.
From the customs for which a father has to spend his whole life to marry a daughter.
When will a poor person be free from the worry of feeding people instead of mourning the death of someone?
How long will we be stuck thinking 'what will people say' before we do the right thing?
When will the poor get freedom to get education?
When ... !!

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Description of Love ☂

July 19, 2020 2 Comments


Love is not so important in our lives that it is mentioned in every book and every story
Dreamer
How beautiful it is to hold hands in books and poems
Spending the full moon midnight with someone
Waiting for someone to come
The desire to hug someone
You will be tired all-day
So someone will be waiting for you
A smile on his face
It will take away the fatigue of your day
How beautiful these things are in thinking, writing, and wishing!
But this journey of age is very scary
Which we want
They get lost along the way
Or its paths diverge
And then behind a promise, a touch, a desire, and a dream, who will be humiliated for the rest of his life?
While
All promises, wishes, dreams, touches, and appointments will remain unfulfilled
In the end
Only society, stomach, and religion will win
and then
Stories of love, unfulfilled desires, and the last moment will turn into such a regret.
And in the case of words, in the spare time of life, the memory of the past constantly hits the window of the brain.
But life goes on
When does someone die from someone's departure?
When does it break down?
But there is only one relation, only one love which remains constant and nothing can change or diverge it
This is the love of the Creator with the creation
The only immortal love in this mortal world. 

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