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In English they say;

"lost interests in everything"

But in Urdu we can say;

"Woh silsiley,woh shauk,woh nisbat nhi rahi,woh dil nhi raha,woh tabiyat nhi rahi"

Nisbat~(connection,relation)

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“And in the end, we were all just humans… Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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“When shall I describe my feelings To you, my delight, my torture ? When will my tongue have the pleasure Of explaining it, instead of a letter ?”

— Ibn Zaydun (1003 - 1071), from “Longing”, translated by Nykl

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“If you speak softly with your mother and you feed her, you’ll surely enter Jannah, so long as you avoid the major sins.”

— Ibn Umar ‏رضي الله عنه| As Sahiha #2898

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You want a real Jihaad? Smile to you parents when you come home. Pray on time. Control your tongue, your eyes and your thoughts.

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Being born a woman in islam is not a tragedy its a blessing. We are the honour, the gem , the namoos, the nang, the treasure of the house and of the heart of everyone among whome we live. Women are mothers and wives and no relationship is more sacred to man than those. Women are the system. Islam offers women protection from burdens and worrying in the shape of man because men are the maintainers of women. However this is an ideal situation that our society is very far from achieving. However it is not only hard on the women but also on the men. if the desires of miss silviya path were so amazingly realistic men would be doing those things given they have the freedom for them but they don’t. Because these things often look good just on paper. Sleeping in the grass is very uncomfortable and even men amongst men dont interract too openly with everyone. There still danger of battery. Its not about being a woman, Its about the good and the bad.

“Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed […] to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable femininity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars — to be a part of a scene, anonomous, listening, recording, — all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…”

— Sylvia Plath, “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”

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‎تو در آینه نگه کن که چه دلبری ولیکن

‎تو که خویشتن ببینی نظرت به ما نباشد

- سعدی

“Look upon yourself in the mirror to see how beautiful you are

But I am afraid that once you see yourself, your eyes will never fall upon me”

- Saadi, 13th century Persian poet

Romanization:

To dar aayene negah kon ke che delbari valikan

To ke khishtan bebini nazarat be maa nabaashad

* delbar دلبر is a poetic word meaning beautiful. Literally it means ‘heart stealer’.

* Beauty and the Beast in Persian is called “Div o Delbar”دیو و دلبر.

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“The way my mother always explained it, the traditional man wants a woman to be subservient, but he never falls in love with subservient women. He’s attracted to independent women. “He’s like an exotic bird collector,” she said. “He only wants a woman who is free because his dream is to put her in a cage.””

— Trevor Noah - Born A Crime (via highlyjaded)

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عکس خوشبو ہوں بکھرنے سے نہ روکے کوئی

اور بکھر جاؤں تو مجھ کو نہ سمیٹے کوئی

I'm a reflection of fragrance, no one stop me from scattering

And if I get scattered, no one gather me.

— Parveen Shakir

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کج شہر دے لوگ وی ظالم سان کج سانوں مرن دا شوق وی سی

God! I love this one of Munir. It's so beautiful. Ty for sharing it.

Kuj shehar de log vi zaalim san

Kuj saanu maran da shoq vi si

A little, people of the city were also cruel.

A little, we also wanted to die.

— Munir Niazi

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Why even mention the heart's deserted state

This city has been looted a hundered times to date

— Meer Taqi Meer

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ہم نے مانا کہ تغافل نہ کرو گے لیکن

خاک ہو جائیں گے ہم تم کو خبر ہوتے تک

Agreed, you won't ignore me, I knew but then again,

Into dust will I be turned, your audience till I gain

– Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib

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We burn from the heat of lost longings, like lamps we begin burning since evening (Qateel shifai)

We, longing for the candles of your hands, died on dim pathways (Faiz Ahmad Faiz)

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Warsan Shire // Richard Siken, Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out // Mahmoud Darwish // Richard Siken, Planet of Love // Rabindranath Tagore, Jodio Rajani Pohalo // Mitski, First Love/Late Spring // Carrie Fisher, Shockaholic // Japanese Breakfast, Tactics // Aurora, I Went Too Far // Mary Oliver, Hum 

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