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tayyabanaqsh · 2 years
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A little something for baba, from his baby J 💗
A little girl needs her Baba for many many things Like holding her high off the ground, where the sunlight sings Like being the deep music, that tells her all is right When she awakens frantic with the terrors of the night Like being the great mountain that rises in her heart And shows her how she might get home when all else falls apart Like giving her the love that is her sea and air So…
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tayyabanaqsh · 2 years
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Letting my hair do the talking! 👸 💫
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tayyabanaqsh · 2 years
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Giving out style inspo for winter weddings 2021 💫
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Healthy breakfast for the conscious soul! #oatswithnutsandhoney
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Chai peejiye! ☕️
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Obsessed with rain shenanigans!
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Karachi monsoon 💖
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Bano Qudsiya’s pearls of wisdom 💝
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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We are all prisoners of our minds!
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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She was gasping for breath when the rain washed the dust of her regrets away 🌧
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Good food = good mood! 😁
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Release the deadweight
Never let anyone make you doubt your worth. Never let anyone else’s issues make you feel inadequate, small or less than. Stand tall. When somebody abandons you or belittles you, you have two choices: shrink back, or stand tall and shine. Sometimes we feel discarded, unwanted, tossed aside; unimportant, not good enough or weak. If only we can see that being tossed aside can be happening for us,…
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Hatred
Secretly I always wonder about the authenticity of happy people’s peacocking their blissful states of forgiveness. Deep down inside, do they secretly have old rusty shrapnel stuck in the grooves of their soul because of something that once exploded so offensively that it became permanently embedded? Just like secret me who can’t seem to wrestle my inner self into submitting to let something go…
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Everything Changes
Everything changes. Like, everything. People have told me that before, and people will tell me that again, but to really know it, own it, trust it, come to terms with it, allow for it, hope for it, almost expect it, feels like it’s been mine, lately. I keep thinking back to things that have changed, and keep realizing that despite life still being hard and full, things are very different from…
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Lipstick
Do you remember being a little girl and digging in your mother’s purse to find her lipstick? You rummaged past her wallet and keys to unearth a treasure. You pulled that shiny metal tube from her bag and looked at it, a tiny gateway to a new realm you couldn’t yet understand. But you knew it gave her power. You watched her, time and again, put it on in the rear view mirror of the car. She…
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Blessings
Blessed be your longing, your endless ache, your sharp crystal shatter, your sea-glass heart. Blessed be the swift plunging wound to the heart. Blessed be the fierce of want and the howl of despair and the swan dive of surrender. Blessed be the indignation of right and the never more naked of wrong. Blessed be your strong smooth body and your roadmap of scars and brittle bones that give way under…
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tayyabanaqsh · 3 years
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Sea la vie 🌊
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