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“In winter, some voices are like coats.”
— Ahlam Mosteghanemi

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چه مې کول ستا سترګو ته کتا، خود به ګرځم لېونی پر دنیا زه
once I gazed into your eyes, it was inevitable for me to stumble upon the earth as though a madman.
- lines from a Pashto folk song “tore zulfe ka shana”
“Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything. Nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That’s the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won’t make time stand still.”
— Haruki Murakami
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, from letters to Natalie Paley
[text ID: Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence.]
The intimacy of "How did you know that?" "Because i know you." The intimacy of waiting for someone while they tie their shoe laces. The intimacy of sharing one earbud each. The intimacy of inside jokes that always bring laughter. The intimacy of noticing someone's nervous habits.

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Just be real with me, we’re too old for that lying shit
—longing for love
what i could never confess without some bravado by emily palermo // nickie zimov // homosexuality by frank o’hara // normal people (2020) // the unabridged journal by sylvia plath // holly warburton
“Allah shifts you from condition to condition, you’re always changing, you don’t stay complacent in one place, because if you do you won’t learn. You don’t know forgiveness until you learn to do the wrong thing, you don’t learn mercy until you see the other side, and you don’t learn empathy until you lose things.”
- Bilal Assad
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میرے ہم سفر ، تجھے کیا خبر
میرے ہم سفر ، تجھے کیا خبر
ﯾﮧ ﺟﻮ ﻭﻗﺖ ھﮯ
ﮐﺴﯽ ﺩُﮬﻮﭖ ﭼﮭﺎﺅﮞ ﮐﮯ ﮐﮭﯿﻞ ﺳﺎ
ﺍِﺳﮯ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺘﮯ ، ﺍِﺳﮯ ﺟﮭﯿﻠﺘﮯ
میرﯼ ﺁنکھ ﮔﺮﺩ ﺳﮯ ﺍَﭦ ﮔﺌﯽ
میرﮮ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﺭﯾﺖ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﮭﻮ ﮔﺌﮯ
میرﮮ ھﺎتھ ﺑﺮﻑ ﺳﮯ ھﻮ ﮔﺌﮯ
میرﮮ ﺑﮯ ﺧﺒﺮ، تیرﮮ ﻧﺎﻡ ﭘﺮ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ﭘﮭﻮﻝ ﮐﮭﻠﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ھﻮﻧﭧ ﭘﺮ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ﺩﯾﭗ ﺟﻠﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺑﺎﻡ ﭘﺮ
ﻭﮦ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺭھﮯ ﻭﮦ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺭھﮯ
ﮐﮧ ﺟﻮ ﺍﯾﮏ ﺭﺑﻂ ﺗﮭﺎ ﺩﺭﻣﯿﺎﮞ ، ﻭﮦ ﺑﮑﮭﺮ ﮔﯿﺎ
ﻭﮦ ھَﻮﺍ ﭼﻠﯽ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺷﺎﻡ ﺍﯾﺴﯽ ھَﻮﺍ ﭼﻠﯽ
ﮐﮧ ﺟﻮ ﺑﺮﮒ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺳﺮِ ﺷﺎﺥِ ﺟﺎﮞ ، ﻭﮦ ﮔﺮﺍ ﺩﯾﮯ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺩﺭﺝ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺭﯾﺖ ﭘﺮ، ﻭﮦ ﺍُﮌﺍ ﺩﯾﮯ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ﺭﺍﺳﺘﻮﮞ ﮐﺎ ﯾﻘﯿﻦ ﺗﮭﮯ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ﻣﻨﺰﻟﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺍﻣﯿﻦ ﺗﮭﮯ
ﻭﮦ ﻧﺸﺎﻥِ ﭘﺎ ﺑﮭﯽ ﻣﭩﺎ ﺩﯿﮯ
میرﮮ ھﻢ ﺳﻔﺮ، ھﮯ ﻭھﯽ ﺳﻔﺮ
ﻭﮦ ﺟﻮ ھﺎتھ ﺑﮭﺮ ﮐﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﮧ
ﮐﺌﯽ ﻣﻮﺳﻤﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﺪﻝ ﮔﯿﺎ
ﺍُﺳﮯ ﻧﺎﭘﺘﮯ، ﺍُﺳﮯ ﮐﺎﭨﺘﮯ
میرﺍ ﺳﺎﺭﺍ ﻭﻗﺖ ﻧﮑﻞ ﮔﯿﺎ
ﺗُﻮ میرﮮ ﺳﻔﺮ ﮐﺎ ﺷﺮﯾﮏ ھﮯ
ﻣﯿﮟ تیرﮮ ﺳﻔﺮ ﮐﺎ ﺷﺮﯾﮏ ھُﻮﮞ
ﯾﮧ ﺟﻮ ﺩﺭﻣﯿﺎﮞ ﺳﮯ ﻧﮑﻞ ﮔﯿﺎ
ﺍُﺳﯽ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﮯ ﮐﮯ ﺷﻤﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺍُﺳﯽ ﺑﮯ ﯾﻘﯿﮟ ﺳﮯ ﻏﺒﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺍُﺳﯽ ﺭھﮕﺰﺭ ﮐﮯ ﺣﺼّﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ
تیرﺍ ﺭﺍﺳﺘﮧ ﮐﻮﺋﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ھﮯ
میرﺍ ﺭﺍﺳﺘﮧ ﮐﻮﺋﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ھﮯ
”امجد اسلام امجد“
پروین شاکر
میرے ہمسفر ، ہے وہی سفر
مگر اک موڑ کے فرق سے
تیرے ہاتھ سے میرے ہاتھ تک
وہ جو ہاتھ بھر کا تھا فاصلہ
کئی موسموں میں بدل گیا
اُسے ناپتے ، اُسے کاٹتے
میرا سارا وقت نِکل گیا
Oh my lifemate, that was the same journey
But with the difference of just a bend,
From my hand to your hand
That handful of a distance
Turned into many seasons,
Measuring it, conquering it
My whole life is gone
— Mery Humsafar, Amjad Islam Amjad
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Waking up before Fajr (the Dawn Prayer) even if you don’t pray, exposes oneself to divine gifts such that one would not be overwhelmed with grief. Wake up before Fajr even by a few minutes, to expose your heart and condition it with spiritual adrenalin that would allow you to look at the world with authentic optimism. The Prophetic advice we give people who are experiencing severe sadness is to - wake up before Fajr - and expose the hearts to these breezes. Just like the body inhales oxygen the soul requires spiritual oxygen present before Fajr.
— al-Habib Kazim al-Saqqaf

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دیکھیے کس حسن سے
dekhiye kis husn se
پوشیدہ غم کا راز ہے
posheeda gham ka raaz hai.
تیر میرے دل میں ہے
teer mere dil mein hai
پردے میں تیر انداز ہے۔
parday mein teer-andaaz hai.
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