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Kindness is not an instrument to play abusive sound

Ishq karna Gunaah hai toh Ye ♡♡

“Gunah-E-Azeem ” Humne bhi kiya Jeene ki Khwayish Ab purani ho chali, Hokar Fanaah ek ehsaan humne bhi kiya !!

Ishq karna Gunaah hai toh Ye ♡♡

"Gunah-E-Azeem " Humne bhi kiya Jeene ki Khwayish Ab purani ho chali, Hokar Fanaah ek ehsaan humne bhi kiya !!

please someone make some heeramandi fanfiction ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

need an OC x OC, where the FL is a tawaif who's resigned to her faith and has given up and the ML gives her hope that there is still a way out (not saviour types tho, they mutually help each other and run off in the sun and live happily ever after)

or one where the tawaif character is also working towards azadi and extorts information from her angrezi sahab but is caught (a little Raazi tease there but with a happy ending because my heart can't take anymore angst 😔)

please desi tumblr fanfic girlies, I'm begging 🫣

گھر تھی وہ ہمارا، انسان سے گھر تو دور جا سکتا ہے، لیکن انسان

کے دل سے نہیں

घर थी वो हमारा, इंसान से घर तो दूर जा सकता है, लेकिन इंसान के दिल से नहीं ।

~ Necromancer

Image taken from Pinterest

خسرو دریا پریم کا،الٹی وا کی دھار

جو اترا سو ڈوب گیا ،جو ڈوبا سو پار

- امیر خشرو

खुशरो दरिया प्रेम का, उल्टी वा की धार

जो उतरा सो डूब गया, जो डूबा सो पार

- अमिर खुशरो

میرے کمرے کو سجانے کی تمنا ہے تمہیں

میرے کمرے میں کتابوں کے سوا کچھ بھی نہیں

- جون ایلیا

मेरे कमरे को सजाने की तमन्ना है तुम्हारी,

मेरे कमरे में किताबों के सिवा कुछ भी नहीं ।

- जौन एलिया

Image taken from pinterest

॰॰ मुझे तो ख़ैर ख़ानाबदोशी ही रास थी, तेरे लिये मकान बनाना पड़ा मुझे ॰॰ ~ Sidra Sahar Imran

"Woh ajab ghadi thi main jis ghadi, liya dars nuskha-e-ishq ka, ki kitab aql ki taaq par, jyun dhari thi tyun hi dhari rahi"

~ Siraj Aurangabadi from Khabar-e-tahayyur-e-ishq

Siraj here very beautifully explains how, when one falls in love, i.e., "takes lessons of love" (dars nushka-e-ishq ka) leaves all rationality behind, the passion behind love is something which blinds them, the fire burning within them is so bright that they cannot see or know what is wrong and what is right.

He says he didn't know when it happened and didn't know what was happening. It was a weird time when it happened (woh ajab ghadi thi main jis ghadi...), he was so blinded by love that all the rationality was neutralized by the beauty of love.

the moment one falls in love, the intellect, or the reasoning (kitab aql ki) starts staying in a old dusty corner of the mind (taaq par), slowly collecting dust (jyun dhari thi tyun hi dhari rahi).

(image taken from pinterest)

~ Necromancer