Growing Strong With Nurturing Hopes. A Seed, That Was Just Sown To Serve.
Let the window open wide, Invite the gentle breeze inside. I meander, lost in thought, Seeking my niche, my sacred spot.
how Hate made me a friend of Love, That it made me an architect.
To laugh at yourself is to heal your wounds but to laugh at others is to maim them.
کچھ دیکھے ہوئے چیز بہت ہی خوبصورت ہوتے ہے لیکن ٹوٹ نے کے بعد
Once a loser is not always a loser as there comes a point when his each inshallah turns into Alhamdulillah.
Always try to be a donor rather than a receiver.
یہ جو لوگ خوش ہے آج کل اپنے دکھڑے سنانے آئیں گے نام ہمارا یاد آئے گا جب کارنامے ان کے دیکھیں گے
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