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Opening Hira's Life... · 4M ago

Wanderer to Wonderer…

It has been some time since I last wrote my post about being a Lost Wanderer. To be honest, it’s been six months now since Allah jee revealed the realities of ‘conflicts’ and ‘dumbness’. It’s been six months that I was made to start my journey from darkness to light (Alhamdullilah)… as Allah SWT say
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Opening Hira's Life... · 12M ago

Lost Wanderer…

‘A writer isn’t quiet when he’s silent, he’s quiet when he’s not writing.’ It’s not very long ago when the above mentioned words from my university fellow, Humayun Javed, got my attention stuck. And I kind of realized the reason behind my ‘numbness‘, ‘dumbness‘ and ‘dead silence‘. Or may be it was m
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Opening Hira's Life... · 1Y ago

Relations…

Life is the strangest thing I have ever known. And it’s strange how ones you consider your strength once turn to be the ones breaking you… slowly… painfully! Silence is considered to be a great source of strength and as a matter of fact, it really is… when used for conveying the depth of feelings. B
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Opening Hira's Life... · 1Y ago

Pain…

‘It is your own thoughts, fears & interpretations that cause you pain, NOT the world. You can tell how strong you are by how much truth you can tolerate.’ The metamorphosis of man/woman’s level of tolerance brings them to a stage wherein they can themselves assess whether they are capable of accepti
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Opening Hira's Life... · 1Y ago

Immortal Love…

While talking to a thinker yesterday, I realized that life wounds all of us. At best there is sorrow enough to go round. Yet because the deepest wounds are those of the soul and hidden to mortal sight, we keep hurting each other day by day, inflicting wounds that time mercifully scars over. But the
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Opening Hira's Life... · 1Y ago

Barbadi-e-Ishq.

I have been addicted to this heart-touching magical composition for two and half months. What I need to ask in this post is that when does love actually destroy us? Ishq apni sarisht mein barbadi nai pakezgi le kar aata hai. Phir iska mukadar barbadi ke hathon mein kab aur kyun thama diya jata hai?
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Opening Hira's Life... · 1Y ago

Untitled.

Aghraz ke gehray pardon mein, Alfaaz ke jhootay rangon mein, Har shaks muhabbat karta hai, Hallankay muhabbat kuch bhi nahin. Kia tum waqiye itnay dilkash ho? Ya meri nazar ka dhoka hai? Main tum se muhabbat karti hon, Hallanke muhabbat kuch bhi nahin. Translation: In deep realms of desires, In dece
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