“I feel the distance between myself and others. I guard that distance.”
— Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
every cell in my body greets grief in the morning and yet i keep getting up to live more
When Nida Fazli said; "Hum labon se keh na paye un se hal e dil kabhi or woh samjhe nhi khamoshi kya cheez hai"
I remembered when Katherine Mansfield said;
Sometimes what I feel for you can't be conveyed in phrasel combination, it either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise- it beats words, it beats worlds"
Do you ever feel like people want pieces of you but never all of you?
Pyaar ka pehla khat likhne mein waqt to lagta hai naye parindo ko udne mein waqt to lagta hai
It takes time… To write the first love letter, it takes time For young birds to learn to fly, it takes time
jism kee baat nahin thi unke dil tak jaana tha lambi doori tay karne mein waqt to lagta hai
It wasn’t about the physical closeness, I had to get to her heart To cover such a long distance, it takes time
humne ilaaje zakhme dil to dhoond liya lekin gehre zakhmon ko bharne mein waqt to lagta hai
I may have found the cure to the illness of the heart, but For a deep wound to heal, it takes time.
– Hasti
Source: muhtesemz
I'm going to end up completely alone because people can't handle my issues or deal with me. Sometimes I don't even know what I do wrong. I just know the way I am is unacceptable.
Delaying Salah
“When you are always late for salah (prayer), it says a lot about you and your character. It shows that you lack discipline, internal strength, and integrity to be where you are supposed to be ‘on time’ for your most important appointments of the day, and you are not dependable.”
“No one likes to say about themselves that they are not dependable or lack discipline, but actions speak louder than words, and being late for salah is the first warning that you are on a slippery slope towards being chronically late in everything else in your life.
