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    Time has washed away all realities and stories of the past, as people of this era no longer possess them. The tides of time have swept away everything, as my courtyards were once filled with the gathering of love. The trees felt deep sorrow from being cut, but the flowers had no choice but to smile in the gardens. While one must pay the price to keep their identity known, not many understand their own people, let alone strangers. If I were to break my head in frustration, then where would I go? Your home is made of fragile pieces of glass.

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    Time has washed away all realities and stories of the past, as people of this era no longer possess them. The tides of time have swept away everything, as my courtyards were once filled with the gathering of love. The trees felt deep sorrow from being cut, but the flowers had no choice but to smile in the gardens. While one must pay the price to keep their identity known, not many understand their own people, let alone strangers. If I were to break my head in frustration, then where would I go? Your home is made of fragile pieces of glass.

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    Kuch Haqiqat To Hua Karti Thi Afsano Me

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    Time has washed away all realities and stories of the past, as people of this era no longer possess them. The tides of time have swept away everything, as my courtyards were once filled with the gathering of love. The trees felt deep sorrow from being cut, but the flowers had no choice but to smile in the gardens. While one must pay the price to keep their identity known, not many understand their own people, let alone strangers. If I were to break my head in frustration, then where would I go? Your home is made of fragile pieces of glass.

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    Kuch Haqeeqat To Hua Karti Thi Afsaano Mein Woh Bhi Baaqi Nahin Is Daur Ke Insaano Mein

    Waqt Ka Sailab Baha Le Gaya Sab Kuch Warna Pyaar Ke Dher Lage The Mere Khaliyaano Mein

    Shaakh Se Katne Ka Gham Unko Bahut Tha Lekin Phool Majboor The, Hanste Rahe Guldaaon Mein

    Unki Pehchaan Ki Qeemat To Ada Karni Thi Jaanta Hai Koi Apno Mein Na Begaano Mein

    Sar Hi Ham Phodne Jaayein To Kahaan Jaayeinge Khokhle Kaanch Ke But Hain Tere Butkhaane Mein

    -syeed ahemad akhtar

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