Mahmood aur Ayaz – A Reflection on Gratitude
Kabhi-kabhi ek kadwi baat saalon ki meethaas ko dhundla kar deti hai. Sawaal bas itna hai—hum kya yaad rakhte hain?
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Kabhi-kabhi ek kadwi baat saalon ki meethaas ko dhundla kar deti hai. Sawaal bas itna hai—hum kya yaad rakhte hain?
Watch the short reel here:
Listen to the full audio here:
This diary became a quiet space to write, pause, and realign — one day at a time. 📓 Writing this year in a beautiful diary by @theartloom
Allama Sir Muhammad Iqbal (Punjabi, Urdu: علامہ سر محمد اقبال; November 9, 1877 Sialkot – April 21, 1938 Lahore) was a Persian & Urdu poet, philosopher and politician born in Sialkot, in Punjab, British India (now part of Pakistan since the 1947), whose poetry in Urdu and Persian is considered to be among the greatest…
Mawlānā Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī ke alfaaz hamesha se dil ko choote aaye hain — unki baatein waqt, zubaan aur hadon se pare hain. Meri koshish rahi hai ki un timeless thoughts ko apni lens ke zariye, visuals aur videos ke roop me capture karun. 🌿 Rumi Series (Instagram Reels) Maine kuch chhoti chhoti videos banayi…
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“Hadha min fadli Rabbi” — ek chhota sa artifact, par is par likha ye lafz dil ko choo jaate hain. Arabic me iska matlab hai “This is by the Grace of my Lord.” Yeh sirf ek phrase nahi, balki ek jazba hai — shukr aur tawazu ka. Hum jo kuch bhi rakhte hain, chahe woh…