And I fell in love with melancholy 🕊🌙

Aurat ki zindagi ka markaz uska shohar, aulaad, walidein, ya duniya ki deegar cheezein nhi balki uska rabb hona chahiye. Ek aesi aurat jisey kisi ko paane ki khwahish ya kisi cheez ko khone ka khauf na lahaq ho duniya ki shayad sabse invincible shakhsiyat banjati hai.

Because how can you control someone who has no desire for the world.

ye duniya toh faani hai aur isme maujood tamam cheezon, rishton aur makhlooqat ko ek din khatam ho hi jana hai, toh ek la-hasil ke peeche bhaagne ka kya fayeda? insan ko apni salahiyat aur zaat hasil ke peeche lgani chahiye.

Rab aur uski mohobbat agr miljaye toh duniya mile ya na mile, kya koi fark hai? agr rab miljaye toh phir kuch mile ya na mile kya koi fark hai?

apne maalik se Ishq m agr sab kuch gawa bhi dein, toh kya harj hai? Ishq ka ye raasta apni tamam mehboob cheezon ki qurbaniyan mangta hai, phir iss raaste Mai dard mil bhi jayein toh kisi naemat se kam nhi, ye dard ishq ko aur mazboot krte chle jate hain, har takleef aapko uske qareeb le jati hai, toh ye kisi naemat se kam hai? Asal mai toh darhaqeeqat dard hi sikhata hai kaise jeete hain zindagi, insan ko uske asal maqsad se aagah karta hai.

Ishq mai toh insan apna aap bhula bethta hai, phir ye toh mere rab ki marzi hai ki woh kuch apne bande ko nawaze ya nhi, jab insan ishq mai malboos hojata hai toh har khushi har ghum usey apna saga lagta hai, khushi khushi tamaam cheezon aur halaat ko apnaata chala jata hai.

Mera toh kaam hai bas ussey ishq karna phir woh palat mai mujhe yaad rakhe bhi ya nahin ye uska faisla hai.

I am left with no desire to ask for. What else shall I ask except you and now that you are here there's nothing else I could ever ask for.

After the reunion with my beloved my life is no less than a paradise, I can close my eyes and see your glimpse, I can smell your presence in my days, the absence or presence of anyone other than you makes no difference to me, for now that you are here, I'm whole, I'm complete.

~ سفید گلاب

It never has been.

I tried suppressing my emotions, my feelings, my desires.

But even in a state of unconsciousness, my heart finds its way back to the chamber of wishes,

where it beads the pearl of prayers,

A hope settled in the deepest epithelium,

I thought had vanished.

I cannot escape the hope I carry within me,

Nor do I wish to, anymore.

mending broken souls without ever unveiling

the fractures beneath my own skin,

guarding everyone else's heart while leaving my fragile one bare to the world.

Only to be wounded by every soul I ever loved.

I lived for their happiness, carving pieces of myself away,

moulding myself into someone they might choose to keep.

I never asked for much. Only to be loved.

If not with the depth I loved them,

then at least with the kindness one human owes another.

Yet no matter what I become, it is never enough.

I have bled, and bled, and bled.

Still, they turn away, as though even the colour of my blood disappoints them.

I have poured myself out until there is nothing left to pour,

until my bones echo where a heart once lived.

I am tired. And still, I keep emptying myself

into hands that never hold me back.

But they are never satisfied. Will they ever be?

I already know the answer.

And when I die, I know the world will not stop.

Perhaps a tear. Perhaps a prayer. Perhaps a day or two of remembering.

Then silence. I will fade

the way I have always faded,

forgotten, long before my last breath,

Why don't we talk to our cute se pyare pyare kiraman katibeen.

I mean. Hey. Assalamualaikum. Dear farishtes aap dono kaise hain. Aapko pta h aaj kya hua. I mean Obv they know everything but that's more fun. Kyunki they alr know everything and we can chat with them without worrying. Issey insan self reflect bhi krskega.

Idk that sounds cute to me.

Maybe we don't have to wear the mask of strength.

Maybe we have a shoulder to lean on.

Maybe we are free from all the weight we carry.

Maybe for once we aren't merely listeners but have someone who listens us.

Maybe we don't have to bleed our heart out anonymously away from everyone we know.

Maybe we don't have to lie when people ask us if we are fine.

Maybe in another life the people we trust don't betray us.

Maybe the selfless love we gave while wearing our heart on our sleeve gets reciprocated and cherished.

Maybe we are loved for who we are and not what we give.

I ask You with all my heart and all my soul. Ya Allah, I ask You for the possible and the impossible, for You are the Lord, the Creator of all worlds. You know what I do not know. You are aware of my sorrows, my wishes, my happiness, and the pain I hide from everyone. Ya Rabbi, I ask You for what feels impossible to me, because nothing is impossible for You. There is nothing in this dunya or akhirah that You cannot grant. I ask You like a child unwilling to stop asking. I will keep asking You. For every wound no one sees, every dream no one knows. You know them all, my Lord.

Ya Allah, I ask and I ask and I ask, because I am asking the One who has no limits. No request is too great for You. You are Ar-Razzaq, Ar-Raheem, As-Samee’.

On this day of arafah. I ask you, I ask you ya rabbi, with all my heart, with my soul, ya rabbi i ask for the possible and the impossible for you are the lord the creator of all the worlds.

Ya rabbi you are aware of what I am not. You are aware of my sorrows my wishes my happiness my pain that I hide from everyone. Ya rabbi. I ask you for the impossible for there is nothing in this world and hereafter that you cannot grant me. I ask you as a child unwilling to understand. I'll keep asking you. All the wounds no one sees. All the dreams no one knows. But you my lord.

Ya allah i ask i ask and I ask for I'm asking the one who has no limits, no requests are too big for you. You are the creator of everything you are the Raziq ya Raheem. You are samii ya rabbi. Hold my heart close to you. Caress my soul. For your servant is tired. Write my name in your shakireen ya rabbi sabr is too much for a sinner like me. Ya allah write my name in your shahideen your sadiqeen ya rabbi.