حسرتوں میں نہ جانے کب سے یہ سمایا تھا
یہ خط جو آج خود سے میں نے لکھوایا تھا
سانو لگ گئی تلے دے تار وے
آساں جڈ گۓ تیرے جو نال وے
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I'm searching through subjects like this. Even though I may not fully grasp the science, I understand them metaphorically . link They ... -
تھم جا اے وقتِ نگر کہ تمام ہو رقعتِ سفر جمالِ زمیں ہے راکاپوش وہ غزل ہے استراحت و نظر ظہیر چوھدری -
If we take a picture of the same fruit or vegetable shop every two months, we realize how colorful our lives are and how beautifully our e... -
یہ میری بلا سے کہ تو مجھے میرا حق نا دے یہ میرا حق ہے, اس پہ تجھے کوئی گلہ تو نہیں
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Bricks themselves seem to hum with the echoes of Hindu epics and mythology. A striking house facade stands as a testament to this legacy, ... -
The National College of Arts (NCA) has kicked off its 150th-anniversary celebrations with the sculpture exhibition "Under the Sun,... -
Marvels of Life: Across the vast timeline of South Asian history, the land now known as Pakistan cradles some of the earliest marvels of hum... -
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The Valley That Breathes: When Beauty Becomes a Battleground The Valley That Breathes: When Beauty Becomes a Battleground Nestled deep withi... -
When Reverence Turns Into Ruin: A Visit to Cave Hira By Zaheer Chaudhry I recently had the chance to visit Cave Hira , a place etched into ... -
A Familiar Geometry: The Six-Sided Star Window in Pakistan’s Urban Fabric By Zaheer Chaudhry Story covered 2021 This morning in Pakpattan...