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

Log toh uske the, kya khuda bhi uska tha..?

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢,
𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚.
𝐄𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚, 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚..
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐡-𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢, 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚..
𝐀𝐚𝐣 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧,𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢,
𝐋𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞,𝐊𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐃𝐀 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚...?

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