"Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber
Holy Angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head."
-Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.
Kisi ko tum chaho aur woh tumhein thukra day, Yeh uski badnaseebi hai. Koi tumhein na chahey aur tum usse zaberdasti apna banana chaho, ye tumhare nafs ki zillat hai Hazrat Ali (A.S)
