15 August 1952:
Your letter came today. I feel happy today after a mild attack of a blue period lasting over a few days. It must be the weather. It is more like spring than summer. The mornings are vaguely cool and disturbing like the first breath of love and the sun in the early hours brings more colour than heat. In the evenings the breeze seems to bring the breath of the seas and the skies seem to close not on drab prison walls but on distant palm- fringed beaches. And it is sad like all beauty that is within your sight and beyond your grasp—like all beauty that you know to be an illusion.
An excerpt from Faiz’s Letters to Alys (Saleebein Meray Dareechay Mein)
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The lost art of Eid greeting cards
From the Priya Paul Collection, New Delhi.
Right: A floral Eid card. Published by Hafiz Qamruddin & Sons, Lahore and posted from Lahore on 24 December 1935. From the Priya Paul Collection, New Delhi. Left: Eid greetings stamped on an image printed in Europe. Basically it was European-made Christmas cards which were modified and used as Eid cards. From the Priya Paul Collection, New Delhi.
Right "Guldasta-e Eid" – title of the chapbook published by Rashid ul Khairi in Mahboob Al Matabah, Delhi.
One of the more popular Eid greeting cards.
Especially for children. Eid card produced by Shabbar T. Corp. Bombay. From Omar Khan's collection.
Left: A post card originally produced by Raphael Tuck, London. From the collection of Tasveer Ghar.
Aown Ali
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chandni raat bari dair ke baad ayi hai
lab pe ek baat bari dair ke baad ayi hai
aaj ki raat wo aye hain bari dair ke baad
aaj ki raat bari dair ke baad ayi hai
-Saifuddin Saif
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Annual Chaand Raat repost
Saba: Chaand
Bua: Kya manga beta?
Saba: Kuch nhi, bus jo mera hai wo humesha mera hi rahega.
Saba (Bin Roye 2016)
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“Life”
via weheartit
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。゚゚・。・゚゚。
゚. April will bring blessings.
゚・。・゚
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ye khwab hai khushbu hai ki jhonka hai ki pal hai
ye dhund hai baadal hai ki saya hai ki tum ho
ye umr-e-gurezan kahin thehre to ye jaanun
har sans mein mujh ko yahi lagta hai ki tum ho
Ahmad Faraz احمد فراز
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Guys do you like the new theme?
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15 August 1952:
Your letter came today. I feel happy today after a mild attack of a blue period lasting over a few days. It must be the weather. It is more like spring than summer. The mornings are vaguely cool and disturbing like the first breath of love and the sun in the early hours brings more colour than heat. In the evenings the breeze seems to bring the breath of the seas and the skies seem to close not on drab prison walls but on distant palm- fringed beaches. And it is sad like all beauty that is within your sight and beyond your grasp—like all beauty that you know to be an illusion.
An excerpt from Faiz’s Letters to Alys (Saleebein Meray Dareechay Mein)
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