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May Allah help all these people.
Since October 7, our lives have been turned upside down. The situation in Gaza has become unbearable. My family was forced to flee our home in Al-Nasr Street after receiving threats from the Israeli military. Under the relentless rain of bullets and shelling, my wife and children walked 8 kilometers along Salah Al-Din Street to escape to southern Gaza. I can still hear my five-year-old son Zain's cries, "Get us out of here, Daddy. We are dying."Their journey through the escape routes was a harrowing experience. My children witnessed unimaginable horrors—bodies lying in the streets, homes reduced to rubble, and the constant fear of being targeted. They saw death at every corner, and their innocent eyes have been scarred forever. Their spirits, once filled with joy and laughter, are now weighed down by the heavy burden of trauma and fear.They initially found refuge in a UNRWA school in Khan Younis, but it quickly became unsafe. They were instructed to move to Rafah, where they now live in a makeshift tent next to a wall, with the ground as their bed and the sky as their blanket, lacking basic necessities like medicine, water, and food.
میری زندگی تو فراق ہے، وہ ازل سے دل میں مکیں سہی وہ نگاہ شوق سے دور ہیں، رگ جاں سے لاکھ قریں سہی ہمیں جان دینی ہے ایک دن، وہ کسی طرح، وہ کہیں سہی ہمیں آپ کھینچیے دار پر، جو نہیں کوئی تو ہم ہی سہی سر طور ہو، سر حشر ہو، ہمیں انتظار قبول ہے وہ کبھی ملیں، وہ کہیں ملیں، وہ کبھی سہی، وہ کہیں سہی نہ ہو، اُن پہ جو میرا بس نہیں، کہ یہ عاشقی ہے ہوس نہیں جو ہو فیصلہ وہ سنائیے، اِسے حشر پر نہ اٹھائیے جو کریں گے آپ ستم وہاں، وہ ابھی سہی، وہ یہیں سہی اُسے دیکھنے کی جو لو لگی تو نصیر دیکھ ہی لیں گے ہم وہ ہزار آنکھ سے دور ہو، وہ ہزار پردہ نشیں سہی
Salar in this era was love.
This generation needs to understand what Nimra Ahmed has written:
"Kisi insaan ke paas itna ikhtiyar nahi hona chahiye ke wo sirf lafzon se apka zehni sukoon cheen sake."
Being in love is like piecing together a beautiful mosaic of someone else's life, where every tiny detail matters. It’s not always about grand gestures or deep confessions of the past. Sometimes, it’s about the simple things – the way they smile when they talk about their favorite movie, or the way their eyes light up when they recall a cherished childhood memory. It’s the little quirks and habits, like their preferred way to drink coffee or the songs they sing in the shower, that become the heartbeat of your affection. These moments might seem trivial to others, but they are the threads that weave the fabric of your connection. Love reveals itself in the quiet, unexpected ways – a spontaneous laugh shared over a silly joke, the comfort found in a silent embrace, or the joy of discovering a shared interest. It's in these moments that you realize your heart has found a home. You know you're in love when the everyday details of their life become the highlights of your own.
"Love is found in the tiny details, the shared laughs, and the silent moments. It's the simple things that weave the strongest connections."
"Allah Allah ye to gents perfume hai!" "Allah Allah ap meri khushbu m ziada achi lgti hain"
-bakht
these two, they have my heart.