I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this...

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I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this forgotten and barren land. Watered with tears I couldn't swallow and blood from my weary hands. Oh the harvest that was to follow, as roses from Arabian sands tell tales of a better tomorrow, and hope in my Maker's plans. ~Suhaib Rumi

Kisike saath se kuch nahi milta agar milta hai toh sirf uski zaat se jo....


𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙖
𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙛 𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙞 𝙯𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚
"𝙅𝙤 𝙯𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙝𝙩𝙖."

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