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The love that may never decipher but the illusions will never be the same,this ablaze set fire to all my lifelong conjectures and perishable beliefs. i liberate myself of all hopes,i mean i am in self

the place i live in there nothing is certain,enforced disappearances, torture, sexual violence and what not? read one such horrible story. resteem to spread the word and let world know about this tiny

Lets go back to the time when we compete with fallen teeth and not with a hatred heart. Live slips too quickly and so does ones innocence Lets pray we get back to the times when we were happy and wished

Stop the noise and you will hear HIS voice in silence Rumi❤

. This picture has been taking at the brim of dal lake in my city while we had been there to see the sunset. Hope you all like it

The ever lasting beauty is The beauty of heart -Rumi. There comes a time in life most probably after teenage when looks doesnt appeal more. You dont feel like dating a hot guy or girl because eventually

This picture was taken at an art exhibition in new delhi

The new trend among we young people is that we take career life too seriously and eventually forget about our health and eat food that is too harsh for us . We are what we eat. Big changes come taking

hello steemians i have clicked this picture when we had been to a trek and at this place we sat down learnt more about silence of forests and the beauty around. hope you like it ![20170808_133751.jpg](

Hello steemians! I am from today uploading the urdu couplets with transliteration. Hope you like it. Upvote and follow for more May you destruct my being and may with it my wait ceases. Love lets mourn

i welcome you to my city which is loaded with natural beauty for which it is called paradise on earth! but there is other side of the same place and here it is! Srinagar is a medieval city dying in a modern

these colours from my brush are outcome of several discrimination. when i wasn't allowed to choose a field of my choice because country isn't rape prone. when i wasn't allowed to wear a particular dress

This can be one of the dreadful concern for any society where young futile minds out of post traumatic syndrome think that taking up arms is the only way out. This is the earliest alarm of destruction.

This piece of poetry i have written in dedication of all those people who have fallen to knees before the love and yet failed . I hope you people will like it. Recall ! That honour. That devotion. Recall

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And here is one such heart luring story of lost love and brokenness from my land where no one knows the repercussions of living the next moment. I hope you imagine ruksana here as any other young girl

So how would it be if i tell you tomorrow morning you wont be able to see your loved one. You just dont have any idea where has he gone. Is he dead or he is just missing. Has he been killed or where he