.. must feel to be beautiful! Look at a child! Look at God's sunrise! Look at the grass, how it grows! Look at the eyes that gaze at you and love you!
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
Do you know I don't know how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it? How can one talk to a man and not be happy in loving him! Oh, it's only that I'm not able to express it.. And what beautiful things there are at every step, that even the most hopeless man...
Heal me on the Day of Arafah, Ya Allah. Heal me so deeply that even my memories stop hurting. Replace the tears in my eyes with light in my heart. Make me forget the words that wounded me and remember only that You are enough for me.
"خوشی کوئی کہانی نہیں۔ درد سہنا، برداشت کرنا، لڑنا، گرنا، گر کر اٹھنا، رونا، ٹوٹنا، ٹوٹ کر ایک ایک ٹکڑا سمیٹنا، آنسو اور خون اور پسینے سے جوڑنا، اس سے کہانیاں بنتی ہیں ۔ سکون ایک خواہش ہو سکتی ہے، زندگی نہیں۔"