Despairdesolationdeath - They'd Find Us In A Week .

एक दिन मेरा मुकद्दर तारों से लिखा जाएगा,

एक दिन मेरा इश्क मुकम्मल कहलाएगा।

जिसकी  खातिर हम फना हुए जा रहे हैं,

एक दिन वो बेदर्द भी वफ़ा निभाएगा I

अब तक जिसके महज़ साये से मुलाक़ात हुई थी,

एक दिन तो खुदा उसका दीदार करायेगा।

मेरे ख्यालों में पोशिदा जो अक्स है उसका,

एक दिन कागज़ पर उसकी तस्वीर सजायेगा।

vampire with a pearl earring

Growing up is realizing that you're still the same girl from kindergarten who no one wants to talk to.

Happy Ambedkar Jayanti!

Im too young to be turning the age im turning this year

It's not the talking, it's the doing

It's the hand that yearns for work

And its renewing

Of the self each time you try

Of purpose and of pride

It's not the waking, it's the rising

It's not what's in front but who's beside you

It's all that came before

And what it provides you

All those that held the line

Who wouldn't bow down and resign

It's not the waking, it's the rising

Do all desis have that one uncle who is queer enough that the pseudo-liberal half of the family is in denial about it and the conservative (proper) half is clueless??!

"One could never count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,

Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls"

Had to pick it up again this women's day.

To the women in Afghanistan and the women in the USA and the women across the globe.

The struggle never ends. The despair never stops. The rage is ever growing.

Rest in Power Mariam Jo.

Grown ass professors be beefing with students half their age and having a quarter of their qualification for the sake of entertainment.

It could have been "wyd" par inhe toh loop k aage ' ;' laga k "ye saala run kyun nahi ho raha" puchne ki aadat hai.