Munhasir ehl-e-sitam per hi nahi'n hai 'Mohsin'
Log apno'n ki enayat se bhi marr jatay hain...
mujhsay relate nahi karta yeh sher magar i just found it so epic
a drop of rain She had been standing still for a very long time. Long enough for the moon to rise above the horizon, and slide a good half way across the sky. But this wasn't unusual, nor was it something her family prodded her about anymore. She stood still as a bronze statue in that dark room, lit only by the slight moon light seeping in through the curtains. Her arms stayed by her side and were beginning to get numb from disuse. She barely noticed for she was no longer really there.
Her eyes fixated on the houses outside her apartment but she seemed to be seeing something else entirely. Her eyes were far away, searching for something deep inside herse