“She never asked for money, for gifts and priced ones, she always asked me for priceless love that was worth billions, where… — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“Thirty two men keep guarding the tongue. Since it keeps a sense, still speaks non sense.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“It is not to compare Ali and Allah. It is to discuss between tyrant Yazeed and veracity of Hussainiat.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“When men at forward fail to achieve the goal, they describe the victory lies in defending.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“She never asked for money, for gifts and priced ones, she always asked me for priceless love that was worth billions, where I failed.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“You burn like hell, pure red and stormy and I fly like smoke, pure black and gloomy.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“Thirty two men keep guarding the tongue. Since it keeps a sense, still speaks non sense.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“Judge me not, by my faith judge me not, by my religion judge me not, by my anger that I may manifest happiness we… — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“Take it from glass, take it from goblet, else take it from my eyes, the intoxication, you will never come out from” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“It is not to compare Ali and Allah. It is to discuss between tyrant Yazeed and veracity of Hussainiat.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“When men at forward fail to achieve the goal, they describe the victory lies in defending.” — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“When did I say like this you wait ? To fix your gaze on my portrait. In yearning of me, she is dazed, Thorns… — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“so when asked Who was Prophet's grandson Hussain? I replied : Imbibe in the name of Hussain with his name comes the bliss though… — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
“night has enveloped, to give me some relief now invisible are walls of separation, and thy grief where blood quenches the thirst disloyalty is… — Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh Copy Share Image
