A pen isn't mightier than a sword, nor is a sword mightier than a pen. A pen can't be used in a battle and a sword cant be used to do poetry. Mighty is the hand that knows when to pick up a pen, and when to pick up a sword.
It's funny, isn't it? The most important things don't die with a bang. But rather, slowly, steadily rot inside out until one day you realise that it's all just gone. No big fireworks, just gradual realization.
Nothing is eternal log badal hi jaate hain or esa bhi nahi jaan ke sab karna chahte hain
I feel a little sad about it anyways already ke khayalon me bhi tere sab ke baad aare hain
And suddenly. Everything rots. Your soul. Your needs. Your wants. The smiles. Tue giggles. In one snap. It all fades away. Perhaps, death isn't the enemy after all. Perhaps, it should be welcomed.
Only came back to wish @acpisback_ a very very happy birthday, may Allah give you all that you deserve and more ❤️. Khush raha karo. Always be the adorable ball of happiness and warmth you are. Noo, Always the light when hope seems lost. And you have been that for me at least.
مِلنے کا جب کہا تو مِلا، دُکھ ہوا مجھے
میں نے بھی مِل کے منہ پہ کہا دُکھ ہوا مجھے
میں چاہتا تھا مجھ سے بچھڑ کر وہ خوش رہے
لیکن وہ خوش ہوا تو بڑا دُکھ ہوا مجھے