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Sorry for posting this without permission. If you’re looking for something serious and romantic to sink into, my story follows two souls through a decade of cold winters and heavy heartbreaks. It’s a slow burn tale of growing up and the endurance of a heart that refuses to move on.
          Please give it a try, share and add in your reading list? 
          Thanks a ton
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376251290?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=CBurgaa

Missing you and your books 

Hiiii Assalamualaikum!!
          Please give my book a read! Hopefully you’ll like it!
          {it’s a cluster of stories}
          
          <inserts melty pleading face with lotsssss of glitter and hope in it> 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406714690?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=sabr_writezzz

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 09th september 2025, tuesday ] 
          
          a round table, 
          a conference of triangles, 
          fortitude or servitude?
          a decision to be sought. 
          pages of emotions 
          and binders of spiral thoughts, 
          moon's decorum splintered
          in the group aubade. 
          
          hollowed warrior first, 
          stepped and stood upon, 
          soundless glare
          with edges bruised. 
          happiness arid, 
          interrogation drying, 
          forts and castles 
          over murdered merits.
          and then a joy—
          foreign and known—
          repenting its birth. 
          
          mind of the crumbs, 
          heart of the loaves.
          no trek can trample
          the path of a trickster. 
          a lone chill, a surrounded cry, 
          traces of impulses
          in the fireplace of life. 
          
          a wardrobe of escape, 
          mumbling telephones.
          rotten tales and
          tatters of the pretenders. 
          guests excused, 
          world locked-up, 
          and again—
          the uncaring rouse
          protects to betray.
          the sky of memory 
          chokes
          the birds of today,
            like fluttering sage. 
          oh souls of flesh, 
          how similar are thoust— 
          from one to another— 
          you migrate in your palm. 
           #adropofhumanity 

@Phuphu421 Jaani University ki masroofiyat ijazat nhi deti h likhne ke liye. Aur khuch ab alfaazo ka zakheera bhi lagta h mehdood ho kar reh gya h.

@Phuphu421 ❤❤❤

@Phuphu421 JazakAllah khair. Yeh funkaar bhi aapko yaad krta h. Jbh.
          I really appreciate each and every one of you who ever saw good in those flawful writeups of mine. Alhumdullilah 

@Henuviya_Sheikh Haan, sach kaha aapnay and now my heart is aching for that fun and fun kaar! 

@Henuviya_Sheikh i miss you so much and your stories too