Someday we'll forget the hurt, the reason we cried, and who caused us pain.

@yanafsu

“My love for you blossoms every day.”

Yomg’ir…

Yomg'irda yurishni yaxshi ko'raman!
Chunki yomg'irda yursang, yig'laganingdagi ko'z yoshing sezilmaydi...

@yanafsu

From the river to the sea,
Palestine will be free.

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“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”

– Marcus Aurelius

I hope you win your silent battles.

pov: nothing beats the sweetness of waiting for your nikah to be done.

@yanafsu

It’s ok. You just forgot who you are. Welcome back.

Are you ready? Because the world needs you now. It’s the time.

Stop overthinking and start living.

@yanafsu

The only comfort we can find is by saying: "Allah is aware of my situation".

@yanafsu

Have a little poem with your afternoon coffee and maybe everything will be alright.

“Hey” Is Not “Heyy”

“Heyy,” her message read. My heart fluttered. One “y” may have left me upset, but the second “y” — that was promising. Such a simple yet ambiguous greeting. Did she want to hang out? Was she going to confess her love? Oh! She was typing. A double text! It was my lucky day. I broke a sweat waiting for his response. How should I respond? “Hi!”? “I am in love with you”? My message had to show the same amount of interest as hers. She responded! “Sorry didn’t mean the extra ‘y.’” Oh.

Source: NY Times

Prayer is better than sleep.
Prayer is better than sleep.

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