Let me tell you about something,,,

You know I know exactly how to fix everyone. 

Every ache. Every scar.

I become their Superman.

‎I bring back their smiles.

‎Funny how I still don’t know

‎how to save my own self.

‎That’s me.

‎Main woh insaan hoon jo dusron ke chehre padh leta hai. Unki awaaz ka halka sa change bhi samajh leta hoon. Mujhe pata chal jata hai jab koi theek hone ka drama kar raha hota hai. Aur shayad isi liye main ruk jata hoon. Sunta hoon. Samjhata hoon. Hasata hoon. Unke liye strong ban jata hoon.

‎Aur jab sab theek ho jata hai…

‎main wapas aata hoon apne andar 

‎aur wahan thoda sa sannata hota hai.

‎I think about people. Their happiness. Their healing.

‎Aur is process mein main kabhi-kabhi empty reh jata hoon.

‎But strangely… mujhe bura nahi lagta.

‎Kyuki main jaanta hoon kaisa lagta hai jab aap bolna chahte ho aur koi sunne wala nahi hota. Jab room full hota hai logon se, par phir bhi aap akela feel karte ho. Jab dil bhaari hota hai aur words milte hi nahi.

‎Haan, Allah hamesha saath hai. Aur ye sach hai.

‎Lekin ek insaan ka hona jo sirf sun le, judge na kare 

‎wo bhi ek rehmat hoti hai.

‎Shayad main wahi banne ki koshish karta hoon.

‎Ek rehmat.

‎Ek safe jagah.

‎Ek awaaz jo kehti hai: Bol… main yahin hoon.

‎Meri koshish simple hai:

‎jo tanhaayi maine mehsoos ki, wo kisi aur ko na mile.

‎Jo andhera mujhe dara gaya, wo kisi aur ko na ghere.

‎Aur haan  main khud bhi seekh raha hoon.

‎Seekh raha hoon ki dusron ko bachate-bachate

‎khud ko bhool jaana bravery nahi hoti.

‎Khud ko bhi sambhalna zaroori hota hai.

‎Because even the one who heals others

‎deserves healing too.

‎Main maanta hoon 

‎pain permanent nahi hota.

‎Situations badalti hain.

‎Log aate hain. Log samajhte hain.

‎Aur sabse important 

‎dying is not a solution.

‎Living is messy. Heavy. Complicated.

‎But living gives chances.

‎Aur chances hi kahani badalte hain.

‎Shayad ek din

‎main bhi apni kahani ka hero ban jaun.

‎Tab tak 

‎agar meri wajah se kisi ki raat thodi halki ho jaye

‎toh mujhe lagta hai

‎main sahi raste par hoon.

‎And maybe… just maybe…

‎while saving others,

‎I’ll slowly learn

‎how to save myself too

‎Muje literally 20mins lage ye sb likhne mai   biryani miss krdi mene 

‎If anyone read this aur aapko low feel hora ho to ye mt sochna koi sunne wala koi nhi hai buddy allah aapke sath hai aur mujse baat kr skte ho @samad__._7_ that's my insta id you can msg me iam here to heal you and fix you. . .  ajeeb feel mt kro iam just like you a goodhuman 👍🏻

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