Oct,Nov,Dec !
Just three fleeting months.
Within them hide the equations of all our gains and losses, our love and our letting go.
These months arrive carrying everything life has to offer,
and as the year turns, they slip away—quietly, almost playfully—taking it all with them.
Kon kehta hai Allah nazar nahi ata, mene dekha hai usy meri parda poshi karte huwe, meri dua qabool karte huwe, muje rizq dete huwe, meri mushkilun mai mera hosla barhaty huwe. mai ne dekha hai usy mere liye waseela banate huwe jo mere gumaan mai bhi na tha >>