As the kite for the wind and farmers for the monsoon, the Heart waits for the holy month of Rabiul Awwal to celebrate.
Indian Muslim woman’s appeal to mob lynching thugs post the Triple Talaq verdict
In order to save the heart from death-blood, it is inevitable to unyoke from the comfort-shell of kinship and get soaked in tears of Beloved’s longing.
No letter nor number will bring any fear / As long as I am locked in your arms dear… a poem celebrating 13 years of love and affection)
Jaihoon’s word of caution to mystic lovers not to consume their drink all at once