Silent Whispers - Revisited

Most of the things that appear attractive from a distance , lose their charm once observed from nearness. Only some of them would be truly enchanting and the dilemma is those truly enchanting things, are strictly forbidden.

Trying to forget you was no easy task it demanded a lot of effort and in this exhausting endeavor I broke myself

وہ  دور ہو تو بجا ترک دوستی کا خیال  وہ سامنے ہو تو کب اختیار  اپنا ہے

And then there comes a time when you feel so helpless , with things not going the way you planned and expected, with every situation seems to be anti-you and the most important ingredient of life i.e. peace is missing from your life   And then as if an angel being sent towards you to show you this ayah 

How much less how much more the dream in the dreams, says it all how chilled winds tantalize the skin pores how waves strike the solitary shore how the moon smiles down in harmony with the season of pleasure and woe, together how the music transforms an illusion into the festivity not known to be there, at all The smallest of the moments whispered, then to forget the heartache and embrace the flow

“Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream. Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks. There’s a steaming mug in your hands, warming your fingers. There’s a friend seated across from you in the cozy chair, warming your heart. There is mystery unfolding.” ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Such silence I could hear the sound of my heart breaking