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.
"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)
zindagi ustad se b ziyada sakht hoti he ustad pahle sabaq deta he phir imtehan leta he lekin zindagi pahle imtehan leti he phr sabq deti he............... by hazrat Ali
