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It's the best! Got me into gore genre.

I swore that I will not, can't, won't, absolutely will NOT read LIATOTZA cause I don't like zombie stories.

So obviously I started listening to it thanks to the immaculate work of @etl-echo-audiobooks

And OMG why is it so good?

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OMG HANA I TOTALLY MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY

it was on the 3rd right?

happy belated birthday!!!

i hope you had a fun day <3

HeLLo.

I am so sorry i? Tumhlr changed its icon and i forgot it existed?

But thank you so much !!!! ❤️

I did have a good day Actually. I had a fast that day but after that we had a party!

#era ^ ^

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Oh no i am so sorry-

Hello Era!!

I am good!! COLLEGE

Academically challenging degree be academically challenging.

hana is this you?

Hello!

Yes, it's me i just forgot that tumblr existed lmao

Sorry for replying late-

How are you, naina?

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hana is this you?

Hello!

Yes, it's me i just forgot that tumblr existed lmao

Sorry for replying late-

How are you, naina?

#jab se tere naina mere naino se laage re #likhe jo khat mujhe

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crimson peak + “ash” tracy k smith

Ghosts are real. This much, I know. There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do us.

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Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science

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Shasta zabaan, shagufta bayaann aur hont gulfishan, Saari hain tujh mein khoobiyan Urdu Zabaan ki.

A fluent tongue, eloquent speech & flowery lips // you possess the qualities of Urdu language.

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𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

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Should the heavens relent, should some wine be on call

I wouldn't care, if every calamity rained down upon me!

Moonshine flows down decanted from the firmament;

the sun rises out of the saaqi's hands

Let every bloodshot vein be reignited again.

She arrives before me, unveiled.

On every page of life this heart is witness

to your several kindnesses, your fealty.

While counting the times this world tormented me;

the thought of you today was beyond all reckoning.

-Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Translated by Mustansir Dalvi

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"لا تعتقد انك صالح ، انت فقط مستور "

"Do not think that you are righteous, it's just that your faults have been concealed"

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Jazab-e-Nazar: اپنی طرف متوجہ کرنے والی

Translations: What to say about your loyalty, O captivating one // You closed the windows bur left the doors open.

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The Supreme Lord rescues His devotee from the ocean of birth and death. A soul suffering in material existence can never save himself from the ocean of repeated birth, old age, disease, and death. But if he comes to understand Lord Krsna to be the Absolute Truth, the cause of all causes, he surrenders to Him and invokes His mercy. Then the Lord lifts His long-lost devotee out of the ocean of misery and takes him back to the eternally blissful spiritual world. (Here Lord Krsna appears in His form as four-armed Visnu, riding His bird-carrier Garuda.) https://back2godhead.com/surrender-source-creation/?fbclid=IwAR05EeLmS66fR4mxs9vR128R6yTivUar79HrLhjWIZ8DP0IgEZtYHAI8NFk

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Vishnu is known as “The Preserver"Has a vehicle as a powerful Garuda.In Vaishnavism tradition, Vishnu is the supreme being who creates, protects and transforms the universe. http://www.harekrsna.de/garuda-e.htm?fbclid=IwAR2XGC1GQBK8sSwN-xyapm7md5zxXEtJuGKblw6RYXKwqSdDi1gw1hUfD_0

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— Ernest Hemingway, from The Complete Works; "The Old Man and the Sea,"

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Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

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Love, your sad conclusion makes me weep

Wonder why your mention makes me weep

Though I survive the evenings in anticipation

What snapped today that I lament the evening itself!

Lamenting fate, complaining of this life

In course of love, each station makes me weep

As all mourning sat on me, finally

I thus lamented my own vicissitudes!

When the world at large alluded to love

Shakil lamented his own heart distraught!

-Shakeel Badayuni