#qaidi

[nomadicmystique]

(via "Qaidi 804 Strength Greater Than Bars" Scarf for Sale by NomadicDreamer) This powerful image captures a pair of worn, dirty hands gripping metal bars, symbolizing the harsh reality of imprisonment. The dark background enhances the feeling of captivity and struggle. Below the hands, the text reads: "QAIDI 804 - STRENGTH IS NOT MEASURED BY CHAINS, BUT BY THE SPIRIT THAT BREAKS THEM." This evocative scene represents the unyielding strength and resilience of the human spirit, highlighting the enduring fight for freedom and justice even in the face of adversity. #warrior #imrankhan #redbubble #warriors #redbubbleartist #warriorspirit #imrankhanpti #redbubbleshop #cancerwarrior #redbubblestore #spiritualwarrior #primeministerimrankhan #spiritwarrior #warriorpride #imrankhanzindabad #redbubbleseller #imrankhanofficial

[muskaanayesha]

Suno... ye khat tumhare liye hai. Kahi dino se yaad arahe ho tum. Baarish ka mausam hai aur baarishon mein ghalat fehmiyan dhul jaati hai to apne puranay yaad bohat atay hain. To tum se kehna ye tha ke.... ab kissi ki baat na sun paati hu aur na apni baat bol paati hu. Adat to buri hai par bharosa toot jaye to adatein buri hi ho jati hai. Tumhe mile huwe kahi saal ho gaye. Ab to ye baat yaad ho gayi hai ke waqt aur mohabbat aise bhagte hai jaise kahi pohanchna ho. Tumne kabhi dekha hai? Ke koi Rail gaari apni sifaariyon ko chor kar khud dhorta huwa jaye? Bas wese hi waqt aur mohabbat dono kissi race mein dhorte ja rahe hai aur main udhar hi khari huwi hu jaha par tumne mujhe chora tha. Jaise ke maazi ki qaidi hu main. Khair, main kya keh rahi thi? Ke ab kissi ki baat na sun paati hu aur na apni baat bol paati hu. To tumse kehna yahi tha ke ....Suno.... ye khat tumhare liye hai.

[kafi-farigh-yusra]

میرا حال اس قیدی جیسا ہے جسے عین فرار کے وقت یاد آیا کہ میرا تو کوئی منتظر ہی نہیں۔

نقل شدہ

Mera haal us qaidi jesa hai jisay ai'n faraar k waqt yaad aya k mera tw koi muntazir hi nahi.

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[phepde-xrayed]

Zara ek baar qaidi mera bann ke dekh😉

[beingquixotic]

Mein qaidi no 786 apni zindagi ki dastaan ki kitaab mei apne aane wale aazadi ke haseen nazaron ko unhi lamhon ki siyaahi se likhta rheta hoon.....

Mein qaidi no 786 apni saason mei Aazad parinde ki tarah khule aasman mei aazadi ko mehsoos krne ki chahton ko bhar kar apni zindagi jeeta rheta hoon

Mein qaidi no 786 band salaakhon se aazad parindo ki aazadiyon ka apne ek sapno ki nagri mei ek makaan banata rheta hoon

A tribute to famous poem Main Qaidi No 786 recited by Srk in Veer Zaara

[djfloops]

Prem Qaidi (1991) Full Movie Video Jukebox | Harish, Karisma Kapoor | S. P. Balasubrahmanyam

Stay updated with the latest videos from Shemaroo Filmi Gaane Subscribe on the below link. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCP6uH_XlsxrXwZQ4DlqbqPg 00:00:05 – I Live For You 00:04:31 – Priyatama O Meri Priyatama 00:10:16 – Tere In Galon Pe Ka Kha 00:14:51 – Hum Hain Prem Qaidi 00:20:19 – Are Logon Zara Dekho Yeh 00:25:32 – Mera Naam Chin Chin Choo #karismakapoor #harish #bollywood #song…

[chutneymusic]

Prem Qaidi (1991) Full Movie Video Jukebox | Harish, Karisma Kapoor | S. P. Balasubrahmanyam

Stay updated with the latest videos from Shemaroo Filmi Gaane Subscribe on the below link. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCP6uH_XlsxrXwZQ4DlqbqPg 00:00:05 – I Live For You 00:04:31 – Priyatama O Meri Priyatama 00:10:16 – Tere In Galon Pe Ka Kha 00:14:51 – Hum Hain Prem Qaidi 00:20:19 – Are Logon Zara Dekho Yeh 00:25:32 – Mera Naam Chin Chin Choo #karismakapoor #harish #bollywood #song…

[cacatoto-2024]

Neelam Kothari Soni adalah seorang perancang perhiasan dan mantan aktris India. Ia memulai debut aktingnya dengan Jawaani (1984) beradu peran dengan debutan Karan Shah. Neelam kemudian tampil bersama Govinda dalam Love 86 (1986), Sindoor (1986), Khudgarz (1987) , Hatya (1988), Farz Ki Jung (1989), Taaqatwar (1989) dan Do Qaidi (1989).

[soulhealiiing]

Sunday 23th june.

Apne aap ko maazi ka qaidi "na banao.! Wo zindagi ka sabak tha koi umar bhar ki saza nhi.🫀❤️

[hindikala]

Premchand - Qaidi | मुंशी प्रेमचंद - कैदी | Story | Hindi Kahani #Premchand #MunshiPremchand #HindiStory Read More: https://hindikala.com/hindi-literature/hindi-story/munshi-premchand-story-qaidi-in-hindi/

[monarch-of-weird-girlboy-nation]

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We cpiwd qaidy

Patricide

[wazirdaniyar]

QAIDI NO. 804 sad song #mehrab #sad #farsi song

[razia-thinks]

Wardi walayo insaaf kro : Old man song went viral on internet || Qaidi 8...

[springliveliness]

Muin, I see I still step back again from knotted tie, by writing explanation to human (you) rather than enduring the pain or resuming comfort to confide in God.Text will be full of vague slight metaphors. By writing, I risk some dearly souls to have reason to dislike me while my rational soul adores them! But let me be and let me stay to be let disliked or felt like I am disliked by the adored ones!

That’s the first training I think I need.

I see none gets the picture unless I described them all but till that amount they too get confused. I don’t think it excludes you. I am actually talking to God with help of manifestation of His kindness and Sama’ through human’s kindness and sama’ to me.

In this phase,   where the versions of the tafsir of God is mixed but in decrease, though like still in “surgery”, the person I would wish to talk is female version of Muin. That sounds like Naima and Iffat combined. Basically my own self if I am sane in spirituality and other stuffs the soul and aql is default to be. I am basically a 2020 me and 2012 me, whom she is raw, but 2020 was so good. Both are ignorant but they are authentic in a way but more, than its corrupted side in a way.

I realized, I am looking for a parental role in the side from my own friends. Longer stretch, later problem, I am looking for godliness virtue through parent through friends.

My self is really hard to be asked to discuss and bargain. The idealist me inside keeps being angry “why did you make that mistake? You gone further from God, the lightbearers, and the carrier of beauty.” That soul envied, or actually asks its right to be exposed to endurance of pain it needs, to perish its all wounds to dust.

Apparently, that soul’s task is too bringing her mother’s and father’s wound, and the soul is in fear of the doubled pain of shame and rage.

This is the soul of 2020 speaking, MuinNaimaIffatMe. I am truly raw. I will be the enemy of Aqua, Hudson, Myshkin, and Muhammad literally if I were only 2012 me without 8 years after that.

Everything is destined. I said it with understanding, but with wariness I wronged His ilm due to my powerlessness, now, ya  salik. And some spirituality training were mostly feel itchy : you know what your teacher means to aim, but you are like the watcher of your own heart to be surged without anesthetics, except you saw that in a dream, the pain looks like real but it’s not since it’s like a dream. But it happens in real life. Metaphor.

And that time I realise, that the journey has been too long and the one I called the most to, should be the one I always flee from, God Himself. None understand, except Him. None not even you too. And I have been shouting to wrong address and with anestethic too much, the pain hasn’t carved enough lesson of virtue.

Not even Rasulullah. Not in the sense of you may misunderstood me about moon and sun of Rasulullah and Allah, no. But what for I reexplain something about the matter of heart to qaidi matters? Not in the place. I must face Him, God, with how I am however she is, and say “I wronged You, Your right to be known as You ask and deserve, but me, flee before even crying to admit that and admit my shame of clashing You and my loved ones that You made them against me now through misunderstandings and painful interaction, while I was avoiding to prioritise You by protecting their feelings and mimic to change on me, and now I am trapped in their approval, but You are sending help of those who let me experiment of which way working for me.

Muin, I love hadith sciences, maybe way less than how Aqua and you. And Bonquisha do. But I do long. And I do miss. And I am trapped in fear being disliked by people of another condification school of fiqh and aqidah. For how weak I am found now when they see me.

Muin, trust me this isn't me being too hard on my self. This is the true sadness and distance I am having, but it doesn’t sound so right? Why? Because vanity conquered me and I am not refusing it on time on its own. So let the bravery to talk and defy danger face to face shall happen. Let the raw emotion may happen when I should be me. Nothing is cured if I if I if I keep on the defensive, no amal, no learning, just to be afraid of slipping and conflicts.

The gray areas that can be dangerous to be manifested in more long run is higher, than the risk of feeling hurt to be disliked, laughed, ridiculed, by my own adored ones whom I indeed put them too high, and God challenges that treatment of mine of His own.

How painful, an unseen malady is, none would laughed and weirded out to fever, plague, nor cancer

But I have fever or plague or cancer in random codes in me. Malady of belief. Still on the core. Regardless of how much close I am to Aswj and As, I am still cornered with deviance attacks in the yard out there, blocking me from the walk.

And only God can know and cure much. He will make many people mimic or de-mimic themselves. Some of their do will tend to degress my progress by its pain, some of them will add the cure by its pain. Shame and passiveness of shock that I can’t move myself in ideal liveliness I used to, because : I don’t address my shame to Him fully first honestly just me, but I addressed it through anger to humankind the lightbearers and the shademessengers.of whom Allah insert virtues through them and whirling of His names through them their implicit and explicit lessons from their presence.

Let me redo all those activeness. Let me not flee from the battle, inside this soul. I have to face those examination of learning and piled-juggles. It will be life.

But what do you know? You might too struggle in reading this and end up disliking me too. And I became sounded like disliking you in saying this. I know, Hadith will always incomplete, I am to you and you to me and me to him her them us and vice versa. Let this be actually a letter of longingness, and path to cure. Thank you for your presence Muin.