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On the walls of Facebook was where they were found. They were loathed by people more than they were loved. They were to the eyes what thunder was to the ears.
They aren’t as lively as they were Not dead, but still almost gone. But the legacy is still alive Not as mighty, but still almost strong. What are they now, I don’t know. But what they were, I wish i’d not have to mention.
The name they’re being called is something of value not little. It is of a man who’d be by your side through thick and thin. The one who’d sacrifice for you what for him is very dear.
Not the one you’d see Today, who’s intents are as clear as day. I’m wrong maybe this time Maybe they’re true to the name. I could belie what I see And believe what they show. But what meets my eye is all I can say.
Time has matured my friend, But reluctant are you to oblige. Rather you’d say to me “Pwolikk broi, Namma Full support!” Oh Chunk broi, has not the time yet come?!
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Today was a tough one.
Ok, I'm being a little dramatic.
I was in my feels the whole day thinking about how I have very few friends (difficult to keep friendships as a wife and mom) or freedom to do my own thing from time to time(clingy toddler...need I say more). I was just craving for a glimpse of my old self. Tried to paint and was quickly humbled when my son thought he could paint too. So kept that aside along with the acknowledgement that I did grow up and this phase of life only allows for this.
Then I figured I'll go for a walk with my son so we both can feel refreshed. Him more so than me.
And a kid who was playing outside accidentally hit me with a ball. And said "sorry aunty". That word brought up that feeling back after I had just suppressed it. It was hard.
I tried to supress that too and put my baby to sleep. Feeling exhausted by the day's emotions. Then I walk into the kitchen to find my fasting mother make marble cake. Something she knows I like. For me.
It took a lot for me not to break down there. Made me feel so loved and seen. She didn't ask me anything or lecture me. But I knew in her look that she knew.
Alhamdulillah May Allah forgive her and raise her rank
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I think no matter how much time goes by, ill always become a child with my mom.
As a mom myself I understand or I'm beginning to understand the daily sacrifices she made for me. It's hard now for me. I know it was harder for her.
Someone asked her for parenting advice the other day and her response was that she was the worst parent to ask that question to. Now that ain't true.
She is the most patient parent/person I know. And that is a major component of her parenting. She was and is the glue of our family even though some may not see it. In the darkest sky, she is the moon. She is the streetlight in the dark alley. She is a garden in spring. She is my Umma.
Staying away from her has been really hard. I often find myself needing her hug or her smile or just her loving look. Not to mention her food.
So now that I'm back at her house for a few days, I take every chance I get to eat her food, make her laugh, listen to her, make her comfortable. I hope I can take care of her like she took care of me even though I know I'll fall short.
رَّبِّ ارۡحَمۡهُمَا كَمَا رَبَّيٰنِىۡ صَغِيۡرًا
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I'm no MasterChef, just the eldest sibling making breakfast for the fam
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Falling in love is beautiful, but it’s even better when it’s reciprocated. Jim Musil Painter jimmusilpainter
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i think the funniest and realist thing i’ve realized lately is how troubling idealization can be. every person is just… a person. the very people you want to impress or be apart of are just people. even if they seem wildly intimidating because of the way they look or because of their reputation, every one is just a person. human. as embarrassing, as remorseful and they are going through stages of growth just like you are. we only see what we want to see and then drown ourselves further in our own depression and we don’t have to.
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Mutton biryani or chicken biryani?
Mutton
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Shawarma. thoughts?
Culinary masterpiece
Coco cola. Thoughts?
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Obama or Pala Saji?
Pala saji all the way
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