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Friday, February 19, 2021

دل خــوش ہو تو ہـــر چیز خوبصورتــــ لگتــی ہــے

دل خــوش ہو تو ہـــر چیز خوبصورتــــ لگتــی ہــے 
اپنـــے دل کی حفاظتــــ کریں، کیونکـــہ پریشان سوچیـــں
دل کی خوشـــی کو تباہ کر دیتــی ہیــں۔


مگر اے شہرِ دل

‏مگر اے دل 
‏مگر اے شہرِ دل
‏تو کیوں فصیلِ درد سے باہر نہیں آتا 
‏بتا مجھ کو 
‏تیری یہ خستہ حالی کیوں نہیں جاتی 
‏تجھے جتنا سنواروں 
‏تیری ویرانی نہیں جاتی 
‏مگر اے دل... 
‏مگر اے شہر ِ دل


Thursday, February 18, 2021

Be YOU. Be Yourself. Slogan of yourself doesn't make you selfish.

Be YOU. Be Yourself. Slogan of yourself doesn't make you selfish. Being yourself doesn't mean to let the rest of world to hell. Being yourself means to stand  by your side in highs & lows of your battle. You have to accept the way you are. You have to admire the way you are . You have to radiate positivity by yourself when there is no rise of bright sun . Illuminate the rays and let those rays to cause your intensity .Only you can understand yourself with third degree of best . We all would must have a secret portion beating deep down in the heart,with whom no one would be aware, that is the part which actually depicts US. You have to work UPON that part. You have to EXTRACT all those things  (whatever they are)slowly & one by one , from routine/ life, which breaks you, hurt you and ditches you. You have to change your priorities. It's your right to be HAPPY.  
  Serendipity makes the life,


*محبت*



وہ خوبصورت احساس، وہ خوبصورت جذبہ جو انسان کو انسان بناتا ہے۔۔ انسان کو بہادر بناتا ہے۔۔۔۔ انسانوں کو دوسروں کی تکلیف سمجھنا سکھاتا ہے۔۔۔!!!
مجھے فخر ہے کہ اللّٰہ نے مجھے اِس خوبصورت احساس سے آشنا کیا۔۔  مجھے کوئ ملال نہیں نہ ہی کوئ دکھ ہے اُس کے چھوڑ جانے کا جِس سے میں نے محبت کی۔۔ کیونکہ میں پُر سکون ہوں۔۔ میری محبت سچّی تھی۔۔ میں نے خود سے زیادہ اُسکو چاہا۔۔ 

اور پھر پتا ہے کیا ہوا؟؟؟ اللّٰہ نے مجھے میری اُس محبت کا۔۔ صلہ دیا۔۔ اُس نے مجھے خود کے قریب کیا۔۔۔ میرے دِل میں اُس کے لیئے جو شکایتیں تھیں سب ختم کردی۔۔ اور اُس دن مجھے احساس ہوا کہ محبت سے بڑا کوئ رشتہ ہو ہی نہیں سکتا۔۔۔ 

جو لوگ کہتے ہیں کہ محبت سے نفرت ہے۔۔۔۔ دراصل وہ کمزور ہیں۔۔ کیونکہ جو محبت  کر لے وہ نفرت کر ہی نہیں سکتا۔۔ 



تم کو معلوم ہے محض یہ ہجر و وصال کا دکھ

؂تم کو معلوم ہے محض یہ ہجر و وصال کا دکھ
ہے کس کا دردِ سر یہ ماہ و سال کا دکھ

؂گھٹا کے پردے ميں چھُپا سوچے ہے ماہتاب
کوئی بانٹ لے شاید وہ اس کے خیال کا دکھ

؂ہے شمس بھی عاجز ان بادلوں سے
جھانکے ہے بارہا،سنانے کو اپنے احوال کا دکھ

؂یہ ابر گرج برس کے سنائیں قصہِ غم
ہے کس کے ذمے یہ ان کے زوال کا دکھ

؂آہ نہ مل پائیں روز و شب سے
کہاں گیا خورشید کا دکھ،ہلال کا دکھ

؂تیرے تخیّل کی ڈور ذرا بل کھا جائے قلب
نظر آ جائے گا تجھے ان صاحبِ حال کا دکھ


As I told you earlier that I don't write to post but some stuff is needed to be share

As I told you earlier that I don't write to post but some stuff is needed to be share because it may help someone or many people can relate to themselves.
Today I want to share some powerful thoughts from recent past days.
While reading "Main Anmol" I read a short line "قرآن کتنا پیارا ہے نا" and I was stuck there it just take me to my childhood when I used to ask so many questions about Allah from my mother.

I often ask her that where is Allah? How can I meet Him? How can I see Him? I always ask her to take me to the almighty I want to meet and I want to know how handsome He is I just want to see with my eyes I want to see his beauty...etc

My mother is not a scholar but she always gives me the most beautiful reply she can, she said "beta Namaz prho or Quran prho Yahi Aik tareeqa hy ky tm apny Allah say mil skti ho asky alwa koi tareeqa ñhi jb tm Quran prho gi  to my pata chaly ga ky us Allah ki khubsurati Kiya hy tmy tb Nazar aeyy ga ky who Kitna khubsurat hy"

As every child believes his/her mother I also do and I pray namaz just to meet Allah I recite the Quran just to know the beauty of Allah although I don't even know the meaning of the Quran and namaz at that time.

But that namaz gives me a lot of peace and happiness. The Quran I used to recite at that time gives me a lot of pleasant feelings.
But then what happened when I grew up ? Where is that peace and happiness? Where are those pleasant feelings while reciting Quran? Now I can recite the translation of Quran and namaz I can try to understand what He wants to say. I am able to do study and I am able to find the beauty in Quran but what I am doing? 
I just pray namaz because I want to fullfil my wishes I just pray namaz because it's a part of Islam or I just pray because it's my duty ? Why I am praying ? I am not getting any peace I am not getting solutions to my problems where I am lacking? 
Oh I realized that my reason to praying namaz is not to meet Allah. I lost the reason of praying Namaz
My priorities has been changed . Same as reciting Quran, I am not finding it's beauty I am not finding the solutions given in that I am just reading or reciting because I forget that the beauty of Allah , the beauty of Quran can change me. I forget that I can find beauty just by understanding it..

Aaahhh this is not just happened with me this is happening with most of you and I am ashamed that we all are running towards our useless desires and not putting attention to the main thing

My priorities has been changed . Same as reciting Quran, I am not finding it's beauty I am not finding the solutions given in that I am just reading or reciting because I forget that the beauty of Allah , the beauty of Quran can change me. I forget that I can find beauty just by understanding it..

Aaahhh this is not just happened with me this is happening with most of you and I am ashamed that we all are running towards our useless desires and not even try to find the beauty of Islam, the beauty of Allah, the beauty of Quran.

Now again I am on the mission to develop the mindset that I have to pray namaz just to meet Allah and I have to recite Quran just to understand the beauty of it and I have to implement in my life.
May Allah subhan talaa gives me the courage to do this and guide me with the right path and may Allah bless you all and help you to find the right path. Ameen sumaameen
Remember me in your prayers and yeah remember that " quran bhaot piyara hy asy prh kr asy smjh kr dekhein " stay blessed


Wednesday, February 17, 2021

I was diagnosed with an eye problem called hypermetropiaㅡa

I was diagnosed with an eye problem called hypermetropiaㅡa condition in which my eyes can clearly see objects only from a distance. 

It was simply addressed as "farsightedness".

Perchance, this was the very reason why I was not able to see your worth when you were still with me. And now that you are with somebody else, I can undeniably see your real valueㅡindeed, everything about you is priceless. 

But then, no amount of love could possibly make you have a glimpse on my direction and make a change to your mind... and even to your heart.

I should probably just accept the truth that our love story had already reached its finaleㅡand that all I can do starting this moment is to continue loving you... from afar. 



I just sat there and in a moment of truth I just realized

I just sat there and in a moment of truth I just realized I missed so much irreplaceable moments because I was busy thinking about what will happen next, 

Or I was engraved into my endless doubts and fears, I have skipped smiles, laughters, I have unnoticed very obvious beauties, I have lost epic feelings because I wasn't really sure I should feel them to the fullest, I pushed away gentle people, I let go of amazing chances, 

I did it unintentionally but it turned that whatever passes us by will never get back again.


Tuesday, February 16, 2021

I have left places where pieces of me were shreded,

I have left places where pieces of me were shreded, smashed but also some missing parts fulfilled me, I have abonded paths were my heart was unmercifully broken but also amazingly loved, I walked over old scars that still bleed somewhere within me but there also is where I recongnized my strength, I have swallowed moments where I wished I never existed but yet I did survive, I let go people that had the dearest part of my heart but I kept their good memory into my veins, I have known defeat, depression and excessive pain but I also knew hope, joy and happiness, So I knew that eventually I shall leave again and again but I just have to do my best so when leaving I will have a bunch of goodness to write in my journey.


He said once, you will thank me one day we didn't continue our story

He said once, you will thank me one day we didn't continue our story, back then it didn't mean anything except leaving a scar to my heart, but now I realize that sometimes love can be reshaped into 100 of ways, that sometimes to keep that love glowing in a deep corner in your heart you need to be apart, that sometimes keeping the good memories can be a reason for you to go on in your bad days, that it's better to say I have once lived and loved than to keep hating parts of yourself because you couldn't work it out with someone you so much cheriched, that sometimes you can love them forever but believe your destinations are not meant to collide, that sometimes you can keep your favorite person alive but intact with your personal fears and darkness beacuse somehow you know you both couldn't fight your own insecurities. You better let go with love.



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