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मुतमइन है! शिकस्तों से हम उदास नहीं

ये हुनर भी तो वैसे हर किसी के पास नहीं

जिसने देखा हो एक ज़लज़ला निगाहों से

जिसने अफसाने चुने हो बहकती आहों से

कैसे कहिए कि उसे दर्द का एहसास नहीं

मुतमइन है! शिकस्तों से हम उदास नहीं

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"His scars always hurt. Not as much as they did on that first day, or even the first week. But they hurt all the same - the dull ache of something lost."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Magic should never be used to influence the will of another person..."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Can she be cured?"

"Oh, sweet Antain! There is no cure for sorrow."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"And the things that they did not speak began to outweigh the things that they did. Each secret, each unspoken thing was round and hard and heavy and cold, like a stone hung around the necks of both grandmother and girl. Their backs bent under the weight of secrets.

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Not all knowledge comes from the mind. Your body, your heart, your intuition. Sometimes memories even have minds of their own."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Knowledge is powerful, but it is a terrible power when it is hoarded and hidden."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"...impatience belongs to small things - fleas, tadpoles and fruit flies."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Memory was a slippery thing - slick moss on an unstable slope - and it was ever so easy to lose one's footing and fall."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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"Poetry will help. The study of language ennobles the rowdiest beast."

- The Girl Who Drank the Moon

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मगर लिखवाए कोई उस को ख़त तो हम से लिखवाए

हुई सुब्ह और घर से कान पर रख कर क़लम निकले

mohabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka usi ko dekh kar jite hain jis kafir pe dam nikle

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“We are what we are thanks to our motherland, Sehmat. Nothing can be more disgraceful than to be disloyal to her. I was born here and I must give my best to this soil. When I merge into it, my conscience should be proud of having lived in a clean, faithful and grateful body.”

That evening the young Sehmat saw a different Hidayat in her father. He was passionate and emotive beyond her imagination and respected humanity more than any religion on earth. For the first time in her young life she understood what ‘watan‘ meant to him.

- Calling Sehmat

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कब पानी गिरने से ख़ुशबू फूटी है

मिट्टी को भी इल्म है बारिश झूठी है

एक रिश्ते को लापरवाही ले डूबी

एक रस्सी ढीली पड़ने पर टूटी है

- Tehzeeb Hafi

“Distance doesn’t separate people. Silence does.”

— Jeff Hood

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I was not expecting to be attacked like this with a reality check, but ok.

we'll never be those little girls again going from one house to another for kanya pujan

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People be like, 'she didn't even wave and just walked past' like bro, my glasses were on my head; i couldn't see you 😭

I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.

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"There is a sign at Auschwitz that says, 'Work makes you free'

But the truth was that only death made you free. And at last, my family was free."

- The Sweetness of Forgetting

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"How would it feel to realize you were no longer in control of your fate, no longer able to protect the children you would gladly die to save?"

- The Sweetness of Forgetting