اس قدر پیار سے اے جانِ جہاں رکھا ہے
دل کے رخسار پہ اس وقت تیری یاد نے ہاتھ
یوں گماں ہوتا ہے گرچہ ہے ابھی صبحِ فراق
ڈھل گیا ہجر کا دن، آ بھی گئ وصل کی رات
Some letters are never meant to be sent.
In 1946, Richard Feynman wrote a love letter to his wife, two years after her death --He never sent it.
Last line: “I love my wife. My wife is dead.”
i have to treat my body better, not to attract a lover or an audience, but because my body is a conduit for the entire life experience. this body is a container for all possible consciousness. it is my job to live a life that this enhanced vessel can sustain with ease and joy .
Moon perfectly suspended inside a rainbow — pure cosmic magic! This isn’t just a lucky snapshot. It’s an extremely rare geometric masterpiece written in the sky.A rainbow is never just an arc — it’s actually a full circle centered on the antisolar point: the exact spot in the sky directly opposite the Sun (imagine a straight line from the Sun, through your head, out to that invisible center). The colorful bow appears at a precise 42° radius from that point.For the Moon to sit perfectly inside the rainbow like a glowing jewel, it has to be positioned right at that center — which only happens when the Moon is almost exactly opposite the Sun in the sky.And that only occurs around full moon. Everything has to align perfectly for this shot to exist:The Sun must be low (sunrise or sunset — when rainbows are biggest and lowest)
Rain or mist must be falling in exactly the right patch of sky opposite the Sun
A near-full Moon must be sitting precisely at the antisolar point
The sky must be clear enough for the Moon to shine through
Miss any single condition by even an hour or a few degrees… and the Moon slips outside the bow, or the rainbow vanishes entirely.This is one of those once-in-a-lifetime sky events that most people will never witness with their own eyes.When it all lines up? Absolute perfection.
Illusion and reality, works more or less like a mirror. What you see, is a constant yet what lies in the realm of reality, is a variable.
But did i trade my constant? It’s a provoking thought, an unfinished one.
“Trying” is so cool. Don’t let a lame shame you for trying. There is nothing cooler than caring enough to make an effort. To create something. To learn something. To risk being bad at something before becoming good at it. There is nothing embarrassing about wanting more for your life. The embarrassing part is mocking effort because you are too afraid to make one yourself.
Ya Allah make it happen in such an impossible way that I know it could only be from you. You are Al-Fattah, The Opener so open doors for me that no one can shut. You are Ar-Razzaq, The Provider, so provide for me from places I could never imagine. You are Al-Mujeed the One who-
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.
The video made me feel really sad. That boy’s body language was so apologetic, as if being poor is some kind of crime. Watching this video today made me realize how many people like this are actually around us but we don’t pay much attention.