Category: Happy heart
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My Sunlit Seascape
Standing at the edge, where the ocean stretches into infinity. The air tastes salt and glows with the scent of the sea. The water not just blue, but glowing, almost alive. I’m still on the shore and spellbound. The ocean is so mesmerising, that my eyes seem to drift into this endlessness, as though my…
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Lucknow ♡
Eid Evenings & Lucknowi Reveries At long last, I have arrived in the resplendent city of Lucknow , a city that does not merely exist upon maps, but rather lingers like an exquisite tehzeeb upon the soul. And perhaps the most enthralling realization of all is that the forthcoming days of my life shall now…
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Mangoes & Memories
Mangoes, Scintillating Summers, and Home Sweet Home There is something extraordinarily poignant about Indian summers. The scorching afternoons of May and June, the languid siestas, when the entire house feels drowsy beneath the golden scintillating sun of May and June, there it is waiting for me, a massive steel bucket overflowing with mangoes submerged in…
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The Last PUT, Nothing Left Unput
WE’LL NEVER BE THIS YOUNG AGAIN After so many days, we finally went back to college, carrying the quiet hope that we would meet our friends again, those few familiar, special faces. “Are you coming?” ( Aaa rhi hona, aa rhe hona, kitne baje miloge, kahan ho abhi, I will reach first, milenge kuch hi…
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Where Are We Going?
There was a time when truth was respected, modesty was valued, and people feared Allah even in private. Today, we are living in a world where wrong is being normalized, sins are being celebrated, and people are slowly forgetting the purpose of life. Every day, we witness oppression against Muslims in different parts of the…
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Mah-e-Ramazan: Guzarte Lamhe; so far; so good
Alhumdulilah, our generation is witnessing its first Ramazan in the winter season. “Be His, and He will be enough for you.” Iftaar now begins with chai instead of sharbat, even lukewarm water instead of chilled drinks. Sehri in shawls, wrapped against the cold, hands warm around a cup of tea. The nights longer, the mornings…
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Peer-E-Kamil
“Har insaan ko zindagi main kabhi naa kabhi Peer e Kamil ki zarurat parti hai.Kabhi naa kabhi insaani zindagi uss morr par aa kar khari ho jaati hai jab lagta hai ke humaray labon aur dil se nikalnay wali duayen be asar ho ayi hain.Hamaray sajday or phailay huay haath rehmaton aur naimaton ko apni…
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ke zindagi hai yahi aur hai yahinn
“mai ek pal hu, jab ye pal bhi guzar jayega,mujhe koi yaad kyu karega?” ~ Ashfaq Hussain “Dil agar be-naqaab hote toh socho,kitne fasaad hote” ~ Mohsin Naqvi “Shor mai khaamoshi hai, thodi si behoshi hai: tumse hi, tumse hi” “hume toh apno ne luta, gairo mai kahan tha dum tha, apni kashti wahan duubi,…
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Safar 🤍
Yaqeenan, kuch raaste aur sama mil kar kayi kahaniyan bun dete hain. Dhoop jab aaj phir, chehre pe thehri to yaqeen huaZindagi, faqat dhoop-chhaon ka safar nahin. Safar: manzilein, faasle, dooriyan, chalna, theharna, rukna, bhoolna, ehsaas karna, parishaniyan, hoshiyariyan, yaariyan, muhabbatein, ladaaiyan, hazratein, muafiyan, khushiyan, umeedein, purane chehre, nayi baatein, purani baatein, naye lamhe, waqt…
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Silsile: Symphony of Strokes
Summer-tinted hues, shore-kissed moods, even though winter’s in haze. And lately, everything carries that beachy, sun-warm, dreamy glow…the kind that feels straight out of “The Summer I Turned Pretty In.” 💖 Daisies and mountains. A wooden bench under an old oak tree, and I’m all cloaked, sipping the hot tea, watching the world slow down,…
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