We sympathize when one’s gone We empathize when one’s gone We understand when one’s gone We accept when one’s gone We forgive when one’s gone We recognize when one’s gone We appreciate when one’s gone We self monitor when one’s gone The awakening comes in after putting one to sleep The reception comes in after exposing one to rejection Yet another excuse of being “human!” How can we tell if a person is depressed by just seeing at a person We can’t state about what’s happening inside an individual Irony: We can do assumptions We’re masters at it! Irony: We can presume only what gives us pleasure The delight of validating one’s own “shrewd” predictions. Exuse, ‘ We’re humans’
Distant moon and shinning stars You and I And those moonlit nights Cherishing moments Seeing the dreams coming to life Reminiscing over the promises made Reflecting upon the plans planned Recalling the struggles faced You and I Admiringly staring at each other With those gleamingly shining eyes With the mist that hides the oceans of emotions Finding answers for bearing those heart wrenching days Applauding with blissful smiles Holding hands with pride Honouring by owning each other Purity exposes with the contended grins Here we are looking the skies Making memories To be told To be remembered To be cherished To be idolized For infinite years !
Mama, everytime this word comes into my mind, it fills my central core with happiness, joy, and my heart blasts out with un-finishing joy and love!
This word removes all my agony. It’s comparable to unvacating of the basin of brimming with distresses, misery, and agony!
Just the word mom does the entirety of this so envision what an individual qualified for this means to me!
Mama you are my life! I can’t envision my existence without you being in it!
I love the manner in which you react to my ceaseless talks and never caused me to feel less of anybody and anything!
You’re my wide, pretty umbrella who shields me from all wrongs of life!
Mama I acknowledge how you have given the entirety of your self for making me, Noor and Rija whoever we are today. We are perpetually thankful to you!
Mama, you’re the world’s best mother!
I appreciate the way you have sacrificed your preferences and profession just to make us carry on with an excellent life! THANK YOU!
My words are insufficient to express my adoration for you.
You’re in my heart, you’re near me, and you love me so you know it that you Means The World To ME.
I can’t envision my existence without you. Your presence and all that you do is LOVE.💖 You’re a diamond, I never wanna loose. You are a rose, I always wanna smell.
My preferred spot to be is on your lap, the coziest warmth it gives is unexplainable. Your hug is consoling to the point that it removes every one of my torments and stresses. Your dua sets everything to normal. Your are PERFECT.! 😍😙🌷
Thaaaaaankuuu soo mch for making “the besttt” tea for me. I frequently get annoyed and somewhat down (deliberately 😂) when you don’t make tea for reasons unknown or the other… most likely when I need to drink it at odd hours yet at the same time you generally realize how to make me glad and cheer me up with this sentence, ” chaye banaoun, mera bhi dil cha raha hai” (Do I make tea, I also want to drink it) just to show that you likewise need to drink it and you’re not tired and feeling great.
Us sitting with a hot cup of tea with unending conversations from what to make in dinner to me telling you random gossips of actors and insta things 😂 is my favourite time with you!
Mama I promise you to never let you down in any case and makes you proud of me!
YOU’RE THE BESSSTTTT.!!!! 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
Why we give importance to individuals more than we provide for ourselves who is similarly a delightful soul who may require a greater amount of a consideration and sustaining that you’re providing for an individual whose assurance of remaining in your life perpetually isn’t ensured
Why an individual cries, gets in depression, toxicate oneself, overlook himself, disregard others, ruin his days, don’t live his minutes in light of the fact that the individual he needed in his life isn’t there when that individual is chilling and living like a full
Why we trust blindly, knowing that promises are intended to be broken, they’re an agony executioner, soothes you for some time yet don’t take out the torment from a root
Why we trust blindly knowing loyalty is a myth, just said not done
Why we confide in aimlessly knowing the other individual is human as well
Also, on the off chance that we know it all than why we’re in relations
Also, on the off chance that they were so harmful why Allah made them, at that point
Also, on the off chance that everybody is harmful, at that point aren’t we among them
The appropriate response is we are among them
Being human another reason and a safe play card to legitimize being with others people and supporting your genious deadness!
I lost to my inner demons
Escaping the reality
Unsuccessfuly maintaining a strategic distance from the voids that exist
Defectively consoling a soul
However everything appears to be correct and splendid
I lost to my overthinking
Battling the musings
Failing to prove them a reality
Weeping over them being called suppositions
The mess of mind; the wreckage of brain
However imagining everything is correct and splendid
I lost to my inward voices
Shouting to acknowledge a reality
Teaching mental fortitude
To accept what’s not adequate
Yet has to be accepted
Yet everything seems right and bright
I lost to uncertainties
It is all false
Undigested, unabsorbed happenings
Starting all over again
Yet everything seems right and bright
I lost and I lost!
Holding nothing back all-in-vain endeavours
Accommodating to pieces of astonishment
Making a decent attempt
Making harmony with ‘now’ unveiled veils
Letting oneself know
Everything is correct and brilliant
Indeed, we are Genuis Dumbs !
We know who did what
We know who did what when
We know who did what why
We know who did what, what
Yet addressing ourselves
“Who” is who ?
We know who that “who” is
We’re in mess!
Knowing everything; yet obliviant
Knowing everything; yet ignorant
Knowing everything; yet forgetful
Knowing everything; yet nearer
Knowing everything; yet forgivers
Knowing everything; yet weepers
Knowing everything: yet an over thinkers?
Knowing everything; yet dumbs!
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