Tere dil ki har lakeer tarashi,
Wahan na mera naam, na hi koi nishaan.
Dil kehta raha, main hoon tera jahaan,
Aur tere dil mein, main nikla ek ajnabi bezubaan.
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"My heart is a library where words come alive"~Rirhandzu Manzini
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The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy's not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him; not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable.--Sun Tzu?
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Zafar awam say mujhay jitna galiyan nikalwana hai nikalwa lay koi BAAT NAHI,
Apni dafa tun cheekna shoru ho jata hai,
Mujhay daikh teray zulm sitam seh raha Hun phir bhi tujhay love you Keh raha Hun.
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Oye drama baaz Admi Oye Zafar tera dimagi tawazun darust nahi hai pagal.
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Kyun meri narm-o-nazuk bund fadna chahatay ho?
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Tumhara iron lora meri narm-o-nazuk
mulaim bund kay parkhachay ura day ga.
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And in my dream I am sailing the vastness of earth's waters, I am flying the wind at my back, the azure sky and moon above. With the freedom of nature all around me, I seek my true north.
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Zafar Khan bachay ki gaand faad Kay mard na bano ye mardangi nahi balky ye to bay gerti hai.
Ye to zulm hai.Ye to na insafi hai.Apnay barabar
Kay Kisi shaks say panga lo phir pata chalay ga
Tum kitnay Pani mein.Me to gareeb maskeen hun.
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Jo log barrister fahad malik jesay shaks ka khon kar saktay hain aisay log kisi ki bhi jaan lay saktay hain..Agar tum logon nay zulm kay khilaf Awaz buland nahi karni to mat karo leykan mujhay sirf itna bata do Akhir tum Awam nay aisay logon ko sir ankhon par kyun bitha rakha hai???
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And in my dream, I love the vastness of the ocean, the crisp wind, the azure sky above and the freedom of sailing true north.
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EINE DER GRÖSSTEN HERAUSFORDERUNGEN DER MENSCHEN IST ES, MIT SICH SELBST IN HARMONIE ZU SEIN UND AUF SEINE INNERE STIMME ZU HÖREN. DAS ERFORDERT KONZENTRATION UND ENTSCHLOSSENHEIT, VOR ALLEM, DA WIR STÄNDIG ABGELENKT SIND. WER DIESE INNERE KONTROLLE BESITZT, HAT EIN KLARES VERSTÄNDNIS DER ÄUSSEREN WELT.
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Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here—among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes, will gleam blood-red
at last when sunset staggers to the door
of each white mausoleum, to inquire—
What use, O things of erstwhile loveliness?
('Completing the Pattern' by Michael R. Burch)
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"What the caterpillar calls the end, the rest of the world calls a butterfly." - Lao Tzu
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Zalimon aur zulm kay khilaf stand laynay vala koi aik Aadh hi hota hai lakhon mein aur is aik ko bhi log jenay nahi daytay.
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We cease from our success the minute we let seizure of negativity possess our thoughts.
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Izwe ngemicabango emihle lapho. Izwe ngemicabango emihle ezakhiwe amazwi izimpawu, imibono kanye nokudalwa ezingokomzwelo ngamehlo engqondo ingqondo. Izwe lapho bonke izwe elisha. Kuleli zwe yokucabanga omuhle konke onesixazululo. Believe.
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