What is love?
What is freedom?
Why do we love and yet seek freedom?
We go on a holiday pretending to be happy, but its because we feel obliged to be happy because of the money spent.
What is happiness? What is sadness?
Who is this 'I' and 'You'?
I have lots of random thoughts.
But do we actually ask, where did all this thoughts originate from?
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Today is the First day of Rabi-ul Awal. I would like to share the history of the Miraculous Birth of Sayyidina Muhammad( Sallallahu Alaihi W... -
Poems attributed to Qays bin al-Mullawah, regarding Layla, '' I pass by these walls, the walls of Layla And I kis... -
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are bl...
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