Same. But It's "bhaunk Bhen***".

So you got the thing that we both applied for and I didn't, and now you're calling me and explaining all the details about it and complaining about people there. Hmmmmm.

(Ignore the spelling mistakes)

(Had to put it somewhere. I mean, yeah, nothing to see here, just scroll past.)(please just scroll past. Don't read it.)

ik naam kyā likhā tirā sāhil kī ret par

phir umr bhar havā se mirī dushmanī rahī

I once wrote your name in the sands of the shore

Only to spend a lifetime hating the wind.

As I pray I am afraid that death should not befall / While I do remember God, he should not recall

(rehta hai ibadat mein hame maut ka khatka/hum yaad-e-khuda karte hai, karle na khuda yaad)

Ibn Umar رضي الله عنه said:

“Taqwa” is when you don’t see yourself better than anyone.”

(تفسير البغوي ٦٠/١)

وَتُعِزُّ مَن تَشَآءُ وَتُذِلُّ مَن تَشَآءُ ۖ

Watu izzu man'tasha Watu zillu man'tasha

Aur (Allah) jise chahe izzat de aur jise chahe zillat de

(Al imran)

arabic poetry is so beautifully yet painfully romantic, i mean “they asked “do you love her to death?” i said “speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life" and “because my love for you is higher than words, i've decided to fall silent" could have got jane austen crying and shaking

Tony Hoagland, from “Peaceful Transition”, What Narcissism Means to Me