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Does a rose stop being a rose when it is no longer admired?

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Does a rose stop being a rose when it is no longer admired? No, it remains a red rose. Does a rose stop being a rose when someone says they prefer lilies? No, it remains a rose. Does a rose stop being a rose when someone calls it by another name? No, it remains a rose. Likewise, your worth isn't based on the objective truth of who you are. That is, your worth is determined by how Allah sees you, not by anyone else.

Suddenly, she realised that what she was...

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Suddenly, she realised that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.  ~F. Scott Fitzgerald

Love is a prayer.

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I prayed a prayer for you that I never offered for myself—asking for your happiness, strength in your struggles, and peace to fill your heart. I sought patience to endure my suffering, hoping you find joy and love in every moment. Love is a prayer, and prayer is love. Whoever loves you prays for you, and whoever prays for you has expressed their love for you.

Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't...

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Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't blur you wouldn't have the fool's courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart. 

We always think there's enough time to do things...

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"We always think there's enough time to do things with other people. Time to say things to them. And then something happens, and then we stand there holding on to words like 'if'." ~Fredrik Backman

Thodi himmat rakh, apni baat rakh...

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Thodi himmat rakh, apni baat rakh, Koi na sune toh unchi apni awaaz rakh, Yeh khudgarzo ki duniya hai, sabko apni padi hai, Teri koi nahi rakhega, tu khud apna khayal rakh .

It's really comforting to know that...

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It's really comforting to know that all the times  I was at my lowest and loneliest in the past the  whole time i had my self in the future and present  who had survived those things looking back with  love and tenderness and wishing desperately to  offer comfort. I am my own guardian angel and I can use that knowledge when I'm struggling now and remember that somewhere there is a version of me that has survived this and is watching me with love and pride and joy in his heart.