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plenty of emotions.

وَتُعِزُّ مَن تَشَآءُ وَتُذِلُّ مَن تَشَآءُ ۖ

Watu izzu man'tasha Watu zillu man'tasha

Aur (Allah) jise chahe izzat de aur jise chahe zillat de

(Al imran)

Me at random occasions throughout the day.

तुम को देखा तो ये ख़याल आया

ज़िंदगी धूप तुम घना साया

आज फिर दिल ने इक तमन्ना की

आज फिर दिल को हम ने समझाया

तुम चले जाओगे तो सोचेंगे

हम ने क्या खोया हम ने क्या पाया

हम जिसे गुनगुना नहीं सकते

वक़्त ने ऐसा गीत क्यूँ गाया

- Javed Akhtar

suni nahi zamaane ne teri meri kahaaniyaan, karde koyi nawaazishen karam mehrbaaniyaan ✨

I'm too lonely for that.

Need that heavy rain sound type of night

Ik cheez qayamat bhi hai

Logon se suna karte the

Tumhe dekh ke maine maana

Vo theek kaha karte the.

Khuda Hafiz ( with the intention of lafz karenge ishaara jaane ka, tum aankhein dekh kar ruk jaana).

G-guys... I need help.

I want some sher/nazmein/quotes... to say to someone I just met to attempt and describe their beauty. I need a compilation, sort of a thing. Please comply...

Regards.

The Bounty Hunter.

“Ek Arzoo”

A longing

duniyā kī mahfiloñ se uktā gayā huuñ yā rab! kyā luft anjuman kā jab dil hī bujh gayā ho.

O Lord! I have become weary of human assemblages! // When the heart is sad, no pleasure in assemblages can there be.

shorish se bhāgtā huuñ dil DhūñDtā hai merā aisā sukūt jis par taqrīr bhī fidā ho.

I seek escape from tumult, my heart desires // The silence which speech may ardently love!

(Bang-e-Dra-019) Aik Arzoo - ایک آرزو Allama Muhammad Iqbal.

Tu haathon mein to hai mere,

hai kyun nahi lakeeron mein?

It can be in the palms of your hand, yet not written for you!

Going From

Kabhi yun bhi toh ho

Dariya ka Sahil ho

Poore Chand ki Raat ho

Aur tum Aao

- Javed Akhtar

To

kaun aaega yahan koi na aaya hoga

mera darwaza hawaon ne hilaya hoga 

- Kaif Bhopali

We all found an aching solace in letting go.

desi dark academia moodboard set in punjab, india

"the world seems crowded with unfinished lives". // ruskin bond, delhi is not far

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my university campus is so peaceful and quiet during the summer

When Jaun Elia said Ek hi shakhs ki baat hai maula, Sara jahan kisne manga hai

I'm back.

(Ignore the spelling mistakes)

(Had to put it somewhere. I mean, yeah, nothing to see here, just scroll past.)(please just scroll past. Don't read it.)

I read. Obsessively. Because, when I read, there is purpose to my loneliness.

Tumne ye kaisa raabta rakha hai? Na mile ho na faasla rakha hai?

Ummmm g-guys... anyone wanna listen to talk to me about how much I miss her and am scared about the fact that I'll never get to see her again?

...anyone wanna talk about it?

I mean... this seemed like a good enough platform to ask

Tumhara hijr mana lun agar ijazat ho, main dil kisi se laga lun agar ijazat ho?

Tumhari yaad mein jeene ki aarzoo hai, kuch apna haal sambhal lun agar ijazat ho?

-Jaun Elia

Rukhsat hua falak se mera chaand is kadar,

ke fir mujhse aasman ki taraf dekha nhi gya!

My moon departured in this way that I couldn't be able again to look at the sky!

I hope I don't die under the weight of all the stories that I didn't get to live.

Chalte rahenge kafilein mere bagair bhi yaha,

ek sitara toot jaane se falak tanha nhi hota!

They'll keep moving ahead even without me,

sky will not be alone if one star would fall...

“Mai iss qadar haar jaaunga, . Tum jeet kar pachtaoge”

—

Jaun Elia

August 15, 2022

12:12 AM, Bangalore, India 

G-guys, I know this is a terrible sketch, but update:

That's exactly what happened. The worst fears were realised.

...cheers.

"I am afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely I am afraid of being completely unravelled by you and you finding nothing you want in here"

-L. M. Dorsey, She is made of chalk.

Kuch to baat hai is dhalti shaam mein

dil-e-udaas ko zehar pila jaati hai

Jisko roz bhulaate hai

Usi kambakht ki yaad dila jaati hai

Ajab apna haal hota jo visal-e-yaar hota

kabhi jaan sadqe hoti kabhi dil nisar hota

Strange my state would have been, if my beloved had come to see me,

Sometimes I would surrender my heart, sometimes my soul to her

_DAGH DEHLVI