10 saal pehlay Abba wafaat huvay tou kuch samajh nahi aaraha tha kya karain. As if the life we has till that moment ceased to exist. We had no footing to stand on, no shoulder to put our heads on and no backing to rely on. It was just us vs everything in the craziest world.> https://twitter.com/HisExellencyMUK/status/1302168592037928960
>about 2-2:30 in the night, when the local guests had left and the ones staying had slept. I sat with my elder brother to make sense of everything. We were looking at each other with shallow eyes that hadn't yet learned to shed tears for the fallen. He asks me oss ba sa kaoo? >
>(abb kya karainga?). Jwandi ba osoo(we have to stay alive), I said to him, maybe not even understanding what I meant. And that became it. Every decision, every thought, every word obsessed with the thought of survival in a harsh uncomforting world that didn't care anymore. >>
>it must've been tough, I can't remember much of it if I'm honest. But Allah willed for us to survive and we did, Alhamdulillah. It's hard to understand the impossibility of our situations while we're in them. Only after we breath does it become apparent all that was faced.>
>2017 main Dunkirk movie ka trailer daykh raha tha and I saw these words, "survival is victory". I took a screenshot and sent it to my brother. It was the distillation of the philosophy we had for years. He sent a :), as if to accept the cleanness, and the beauty, of the thought.
Words are powerful beyond our comprehension. They have the ability to lift us to unimaginable strength or drown us in the darkest of depths. Use them with great care, with great thought and understanding.
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