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Bhai Meri Jaan Lyrics - Pragati

#BhaiMeriJaan #Pragati

[thepersonalwords]

Just like you silly bums, I have a personal sky god. I bow to him, as you do to your airy-fairy sod. He prefers I call him Mr. NOT.

Fakeer Ishavardas

[quotelr]

Only that 'holy' book which teaches you to love all beings - animals or human things - read. Another one, idiots do, You let go, God speed.

Fakeer Ishavardas

[shadowseductress]

the urge to use this as my insult line >>>

"Jhand fakeer, soovar ki aulaad, marjha saale kamine ..."

[infectiouspiss]

Sorry to say but f***** is a TERF dogwhistle

what word? sorry what word is that ?? you've censored it too much what is it?? how am i meant to understand this?

is it faggot? or is it one of these?

family, future, Friday, Father, forest, Friend, famous, flower, finger, fiesta, faking, flying, figure, fourth, fringe, flange, frozen, forget, Fabian, filter, France, flight, fallen, famine, female, fiscal, fierce, French, feline, fridge, fiance, fetish, finish, Foster, factor, fluffy, fiddle, fusion, follow, farmer, flirty, feeder, facade, felony, fuller, fisher, fright, failed, flavor, falter, finale, fabric, falcon, fedora, fungus, frosty, fumble, feeble, forces, fester, floral, fondle, filthy, fellow, feisty, fetter, floppy, freeze, finder, frying, facing, Fatima, frenzy, finest, finals, fondue, fuming, fibula, fuhrer, frizzy, fruits, fossil, faucet, faster, floozy, folded, fodder, fabled, flossy, footer, fandom, fiasco, furrow, formed, fading, flagon, flurry, firing, frayed, frigga, foible, frappe, frugal, fruity, foodie, frilly, filmed, futile, funnel, frolic, formal, fueler, filled, fluent, Fresno, fibber, feared, fillet, fueled, fickle, Franco, fixing, fascia, fouled, fuzzed, format, fuddle, freely, filing, fraise, facial, fenian, flimsy, fecund, faller, Fijian, folate, ferret, fleece, feeler, foment, fledge, fasten, fennel, fabler, freaky, favism, funded, floats, footed, forced, favour, Fulton, folder, Faisal, frisky, flakey, faille, flawed, flabby, Frisch, froggy, frigid, flitch, farrow, feller, feuder, Fungia, fathom, Freyja, fizzle, frater, foetus, farina, flatus, fatten, flared, facies, fomite, Fields, flaunt, faulty, foully, famish, fipple, feudal, fibrin, forage, fences, filler, fowler, frowzy, fender, fracas, facile, fresco, fixate, folium, friary, fanion, faired, flyers, fidget, Fulica, frowsy, frothy, flinch, fusser, forego, furled, fakery, falsie, fugler, flocks, Fornax, flukey, fitful, fervor, foaled, forint, fusing, fillip, fasces, Frazer, fellah, forged, flinty, Fukien, frieze, fallow, footle, forbid, flacon, fluted, funder, flavin, felled, funest, fungal, fervid, florid, formic, forger, flanch, ferlie, former, filial, flicky, Fatiha, flyboy, Fenrir, fugato, fulfil, Fulani, finely, fatism, fantan, framed, finery, finnan, fornix, fondly, facula, fescue, fanned, foison, firmly, fetich, fulmar, faisan, flatly, Fawkes, funker, faucal, flashy, Fortaz, flyway, Faunus, fealty, frivol, Florio, facund, feebly, frijol, ferine, faerie, fairly, fardel, furred, foeman, foetal, firkin, flexor, firsts, Friuli, formol, fecula, flicks, foetor, fooler, fucoid, faeces, Frisia, fleshy, fundus, foiled, frumpy, festal, furcal, featly, furane, flamen, frumps, framer, Fugard, ferial, floret, Fallot, fusain, fussed, filago, fanged, floury, farcer, Fennic, floaty, furore, frazil, folksy, Ferber, forked, ferule, frills, forrad, finial, felloe, fulgid, flaxen, foozle, Frunze, fawner, ferned, fencer, fettle, feijoa, ferric, faecal, fauces, Flagyl, Faroes, fakeer, fleecy, fibril, filmic, foxily, fogged, funrun, furfur, FinCEN, friesz, flunky, fatwah, fallal, Fermat, fenced, fulgor, forcer, Fergon, Feifer, Finnic, Fenusa, felted, Florey, feodal, feodum, flexed, frypan, Feosol, Franck, fringy, foetid, fugain, fusers, Fafnir, fulham, fylfot, funada, faquir, futons, fumier, fedish, fuerte, fowled, fizgig, fuling, or furors?

[ziyaanfarooq]

Jaane kis mod pe le ke aagai hume yeh mohabbat Tumhe mujhse , mujhe khud se juda kar gai yeh mohabbat Kitne danishwaron ko deewana bana diya isne Jaane kis kis qais ko majnu kar gai yeh mohabbat Kisi mutaqqi ko kaafir bana diya usne Badshahon ko fakeer kar gai yeh mohabbat Kisi baatil ki yahaan jaan bhaks di gayi Toh kisi mukhlkis ki mout ban gayi yeh mohabbat Us khaliq ne bana di duniya mohabbat ma Jaane hum ghulamon se kya kya karaye gi yeh mohabbat

[pwlanier]

JOHN FREDERICK LEWIS

(London 1805–1876 Walton-on-Thames, Surrey)

A fakeer at the door of a mosque - Constantinople. 1863.

Watercolour, gouache and pencil.

Signed and dated lower left in pen and brown ink: J.F.Lewis ARA 1863. With stamp on the back of the frame: J & W Vokins, 14 Great Portland Street. With old hand-written label: 'The Mendicant Cairo by J.F. Lewis R.A.

Koller Auctions

[arche0ps]

favorite thing to Carry?

Dhfucking. DEAD BEAST!!!!!!!

Frriit

nector fakeer

Sstarooooo (o )

[you-need-not-apply]

Alaye je chhamen raazi aa Alaye je kainsan raazi aa Koi raja ko fakeer Baazigar ji baazi aa

FUCK i dont know this one

[tayyaboenix]

When you don't know whether to move on or to keep waiting. Just say- "Rabbi inni lima anzalta ilaiya min khairyn fakeer" Because only Allah knows if it's better for you to still hold onto that prayer or to move on to His upcoming decree full of blessings.

[thepersonalwords]

Humans are mostly kind only to their own-self, and their own. To another being, they're mostly indifferent, if not inhumane.

Fakeer Ishavardas

[uroldhomie]

there is that one particular line of Peer-e-Kamil which defines the definition of love for me jab aik fakeer khatton Umama Hashim ko kehti hain "ju intezar nahi karsakta woh muhabbat kesy kar sakta hai?"

[orgasming-caterpillar]

teen ghante se notes ka wait kar raha bhencho jindagi sab kuch deke bhi kisi na kisi cheez ka fakeer bana leti hai

[springs-hurts]

This song...

It's something else

So peaceful,

Calming,

I had Never thought I'd be in love with a song like this,

People compare it with others immortal love

So here I'm,

Dedicating it to shiva and gauri❤✨

Both waiting for each other,

So in love,

A princess,

A fakeer, vanvasi, A monk❤✨

PC- screenshot Spotify

Ps- there's no need to give credits right?

[meethipheekizindagi]

i can't deny any of it anymore

even so

All this feels like:

I miss home

But I can't go to my home.

Ki khaali haath hun main abhi

Kadam badhaya toh fakeer ho jaaungi

Zarf bharpoor hai lekin

Iss zail ke mauqe par kamzarf ho jaaungi

[blahblahblaw18]

Finding Serenity in the City

On the 3rd of December, 2016, our beloved Supreme Leader was quoted saying “Hum toh fakeer aadmi hai ji, jhola leke chal padenge’ at an election rally in Moradabad. Now I really don’t know what the context of this quote was but six years later, in 2022, I decided that I was done toiling in my little small town and packed off all the dearest of my belongings into a metaphorical ‘jhola’ and left for Delhi... Well, not exactly Delhi... Sonipat. But I prefer saying Delhi because, let’s be honest, saying that I am studying in Delhi sounds a looooootttttt more cooler than saying that I’m studying in a University across Narela road in Jagdishpur Village of Sonipat District. And alsooo, Sonipat is in NCR (or atleast I’d like to believe that it is) so yeh sab chalta hai.

Anyway, for people like me from small towns, going to Delhi is almost like a dream come true. You grow up hearing about the place, reading about it in newspapers and magazines and sitting in the dingy room of your house in your small town, you feel like going to Delhi is the panacea that will resolve all your problems. And I, like millions of others in this country, bought into this story and packed my bags and left for Delhi with a glint in my eyes and hopes in my heart. It was only when I got off that Rajdhani Express and stepped onto the platform at Hazrat Nizamuddin Railway Station that I realized that this Delhi is much like any other average city... I mean, don’t get me wrong, Dilli hai badi khoobsurat but it was miles miles afar from the Delhi of my imaginations. This Delhi was beautiful, romantic and fashionable, modern and everything which my small town was not but it was also a city that eschewed silence, serenity, calmness, and compassion and pretty much everything else that my small town was. 

So when in the middle of the semester, I found myself stuck in the middle of this big city which I neither belonged to nor related to, I felt like I had been stuck in the middle of a big whirlpool. I felt deracinated and dispossessed.  I had left my culture, my people, my home, my parents and everything behind and only carried my heart to this one new place and now the very same heart bled profusely at the thought of having to live there for the next few years. My early days in Delhi drained me of all my life and energy as I knew not, the people here and understood not, the language or culture of these big burly North Indians, who very aptly fit every stereotype of North India that I had ever been fed. 

And on one such thoroughly tiresome and deeply distressing days, I decided that I had had enough of this place and was almost on the verge of a break down, when I received a message on my WhatsApp. It was from a friend from my college who had gone back to her home that week for the mid-semester Dasara break. “Heyy, I’ve seen you’ve been missing home a lot! I don’t mean to overstep or anything but would you like any sweets or anything else that could make it a ‘lil better?  I am at home and I could probably get it. I’ll be coming back to campus tomorrow” it read. And even before I could finish reading the message, a big wide smile, wider than Delhi’s roads, had unfurled on my face and my eyes, were dripping with tears like river Yamuna which quietly makes its way through the heart of the city. Rithvika, for that was the name of this dear friend, that day, to me, almost seemed like an incarnation of that holy river- quietly bringing in all the world’s joy into the life of a parched soul. Today, it’s her birthday and through this post, I want to let her and the hundreds of other thoughtful and caring people like her who knowingly or unknowingly augur joy and happiness into other people’s lives know, how valuable their presence is in for us. So my dearest friend Rithvika, thank you for that sweet message and for the sweeter snacks, hope you have a wonderful and successful year ahead. That day, in the midst of this noisy, bustling city, you became a source of serenity, silence, calmness, compassion and everything else that I missed about home. You, became home. 

Have a happy birthdayyyy <3 ilysmm