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Really missed pre 2018 peshawar so typed in peshawar 2010 on YouTube and all the videos were bomb on bazar, bomb on consulate, bomb on school bus, bomb on etc etc

What a horrible time

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I can buy myself flowers,

Write my name in the sand,

Talk to myself for hours,

I can hold my own hand

I can love me better than you can.

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Why are reels by kashmiri nationalists on my tl with an afghan nationalist song in dari playing in the background.

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“The word "shams" (sun) is feminine, and "qamar" (moon) is masculine. The sun burns itself out to give light and life to everything around, and the moon is "muneer" meaning it reflects the light within itself it has no light; it radiates the brilliance of the sun. So when we shine as men, the implication is that we are reflecting the glorious light of our women”

~ Shaykh Abdullah Adhami

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Sat in the baranda for the first time since spring started, and everything is green and amazing.

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Abdul Ghan Khan says,

سترګو ده جانان کې کله کله ده ګل پاڼړو کې,

زه يي هر ځاې وينم شيخه جوړ که جماعت نورو له.

In eyes of the beloved and the petals of a flower,

I see His presence everywhere, not restrained in a mosque.

things i learned this ramadan

every ramadan has many important lessons to teach us individually, but this year we’ve all learnt some collective lessons. here are the three that i feel deserve to be the most preserved and internalized:

Allah ﷻ does not reside in the masjid nor in the haram, but He ﷻ is with the believer

a major reason why we feel absolute euphoria when visiting the kaba is because it’s the first time in a long time that our sole focus is our relationship with Allah ﷻ. we pray, read His ﷻ quran, and make every dua that finds its way to our heart.

but Allah ﷻ isn’t only in the haram, nor is He ﷻ confines to the masjid. the reason we feel closer to Him ﷻ in these places is because entering them is the only time we attempt to put aside all of our worldly worries to focus on building a connection to Allah ﷻ. this ramadan, we learnt that Allah ﷻ is as much in our homes as He ﷻ is the masjid. in fact, He ﷻ is wherever we may be when we call upon Him ﷻ.

life becomes blissful when we adopt a mentality of, “Allah ﷻ has planned it out best for me”

much of our day to day stress comes from planning out the future and get rattled when things don’t go according to plan. some of us had travel plans. others were supposed to be getting married. some even lost their jobs or a loved one.

so much has happened in these last few months, but ramadan was our opportunity to reconcile all of our worldly plans with Allah ﷻ perfect predestination. internalizing the thought that, “had it happens the way i had wanted, i would have suffered or lost out on something better” or even better, “i got this because it’s the absolute best for me” is the key to unlocking a more content life. suddenly, stress melts away and tawakul in Allah’s ﷻ perfect plan replaces it.

the best deeds are those that are performed in difficulty

regardless of how much of an impact the worlds current state has had on your individual life, we can all agree that a great burden has taken hold of humanity. the healthy are now sick, the financially self-sufficient are now struggling, and the most social of men and women are trapped in their homes without any gatherings to attend.

this calls for gratitude for whatever state we may be in, and seizing every opportunity because well never know when our condition might change. however, it also teaches us the value of deeds that are performed in spite of adversity. the charity you give when you don’t know where your next meal is coming from. the salah you pray when your feeling sleepy. fasting at a time when everyone else is emphasizing the need to stay hydrated. we might overlook these obstacles, but Allah ﷻ doesn’t. He ﷻ sees and values and appreciates and records.

‏ربنا ‏زدنا علما

‏والله أعلم بالصواب

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Maybe its because i don't have a good memory but kakashi had nothing cool about him apart from his name and aloof persona

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Stomach making anime sounds of an empty stomach

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Is saying Durood or other Zikr while my mind is occupied with other things a good thing or bad?

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آشنه مې ګل زه يي بلبل يم,

ده زړه په سر ورته باغ آباده ومه,

جوړې آشنه ګودر ته راغۍ,

ده ګلو پاڼړې ده اوبو په سر راځينه,

ته چې په بام باندې ولاړه وې تا چا ته کتل,

خلک زما په ننداره وو او ما تاته کتل.

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Like a bee to the flower,

I've made her shrine upon my heart,

It seems my love has arrived,

All around the flowers seem to blossom,

Standing upon the balcony who were you looking for,

All eyes were on me and mine stuck to you.

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i hate random sad days. having a heavy heart and an anxious mind is the worst.

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زه ده مرګ فکر وړۍ يم,

چي هلته به له کم حل وي,

په قبر کې زما به لړمان او ماران وي,

که ده جنت بويونه را راوان وي,

نيکۍ خو مې څه ډېر نه دي,

او ده ګناه مې کړه کنګال.

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Overcome with worry,

Of what'll come after this,

In my grave will there be darkness and demons,

Or will the fragrance of heaven be right beside me,

My piety is lacking,

But rid me of my sins

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I know i wrote this and the pashto makes sense but tickling her until she cries, at the end of the day she's still crying is she not

په ولو مې کينوله,

څنګل کې مې زنګوله,

په ځرا کې مې خندوله,

په خندا مې ناوې کوله.

I carried her atop my shoulders,

And swung her in my arms,

I tickled her until she cried,

And she gladly became my wife.

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په ولو مې کينوله,

څنګل کې مې زنګوله,

په ځرا کې مې خندوله,

په خندا مې ناوې کوله.

I carried her atop my shoulders,

And swung her in my arms,

I tickled her until she cried,

And she gladly became my wife.

#long time no post(poetic one atleast)

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سپرلۍ به بيا ته ګلونه اوټوکوي,

ده جمي اوږدې شپې مينه تازه کوينه.

Your face shall blossom again,

Eerie nights of winter will reinvigorate my love.

“زما په گل په شان صورت وه ستا دبیلتون په خزا‌ن مراوی شوی مینه I had a beautiful face like a flower but Your separation turned me into autumn”

— Pashto landay

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څکل زه مرګ غواړم،

خو ده زنکدن تيارو يريږم،

ده دنيا پورې خنديږمه،

او په زړه زړه کې ځړيږم،

يو سات له دمه غواړمه،

او په مدد غوښتو شرميږم،

زکه تر تا مخې سر ټيټ کړمه،

کله کله تا سره غګيګم.

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Seeking out death,

But fearing the grim reaper,

Smiling for the world,

As my heart weeps,

Wanting a moment's rest,

But afraid of asking for help,

So i bow down to You,

And sometimes talk to You.

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یو ګلاب ځان له روان دې تک تور سوي بیابان کښ

یوه سپینه شمع خاندي د یو قهر په طوفان کښ

A rose is stepping into the dark wilderness, who is shining like a candle in the storms of pain.