جھکڑوں کے شور میں
جانے کتنی دور سے
سن رہا ہوں تیری بات
Decided to spend the evening of this rainy day with Munir Niazi, a poet whose captivating lines makes one hold his heart. There is a liberating despair in the poetry of Munir Niazi. Makes you dukhi but the dukh lifts you up.
Just thought to vent out my feelings on Twitter, so here it goes:
Never run out of money. If you do, they'll walk over you. Never ask for money from someone, even if the person is so close to you. It destroys strong relationships and hurts so bad in the end. 1/n
... please someone. It does a lot of damage. It will slowly destroy your very life. That's it for now.
P.S: I shared this because I felt and thought this way and I wanted to unburden my heart. Anyone may differ. Plus, there may be some writing mistakes but ... 11/12