What is next to ecstasy? Pain. What is next to pain? Nothingness. What is next to nothingness? Hell. — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Imama looked at the black sweater and the white collar peeking out of it. She put her arms around his neck and rested her… — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“She is beyond me, but my love is pure, not base desire To her alone I belonged, I belong - even if mine she… — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“My life is but a separation, though in my heart she lives, So close, so near to every pulse, yet so distant from my… — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“You have been my saviour in my loneliness. Were it not for you, I would have been dead.” — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Imama had in her palm a tiny firefly of guidance, and in the burst of its light, she had made her way through every… — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Pehlay pehlay apnay haath say banaye hue butt say piyaar hojata hai phir apnay aap say ishq hojata hai phir apnay aap ko aadmi… — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Salaar Sikandar nay pichlay aath saalon mai Imama Hashim kay liye her jazba mehsoos kiya tha. Hiqaarat,tazheek,pachtaawa,nafrat,mohabbat sab kuch......Magar aaj wahan bethay pehli baar… — umera ahmed Copy Share Image
“If I stand tall today, it is your mercy. For your support does not let me waver.” — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Gunaah ka bojh kiya hota hai aur aadmi apnay gunaah kay bojh ko kiss tarah qayaamat kay din apni pusht say utaar phainkna chahay… — umera ahmed Copy Share Image
“The fragrance of the Prophet (pbuh) lingers on my fingers, my lips, So often did I write and kiss his blessed name.” — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Look, what you call an attempted suicide is not what I intended—I just wanted to know the pain of dying…how it feels” — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
“Your admirer asks nothing from the kings, For the dust of your tracks is my greatest reward.” — Umera Ahmed Copy Share Image
