Insight Stories

Tears are good in love
They help you see your love clear
Washing away cobwebs from the mind
Teach you to love without fear.

When clouds of doubt
Cover the land of love, making things unclear
Any every breath is like a
Wandering deer.

Tears roll out
Clearing the channels of bliss
Flooding your cheeks
Where your lover plants a lovely kiss

Blessed you are
If you can from your heart
Because that life’s chance
To love again before your lover departs.

listen to Cradled in Love by P.O.T.F
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Ibrahim lived in the city of mirrors, Shahar-e-Aaina. Famous for catering to the taste and whims of the princely of seeing their own image and adoring it every day, the city of mirrors as goes its name, was a large marketplace of mirrors.
But truth is always stranger than fiction. Beyond just the mirrors, in the realm of magic lay the special mirrors, which only the chosen ones could create.
Ibrahim was one such craftsman.
After having created mirrors which always showed the good image, which everyone desired, no matter how nasty they behaved in reality.
Caught in his trap for the past 40 years, Ibrahim was lost every day in looking at his good image day and night and added disharmony in his family. His love, Abeeda, was with him yet alone for these 40 years. Not that they wouldn’t talk or something. Every day, Ibrahim would ask her what she wished to buy. But that was not she had married Ibrahim for.
In this business of mirrors and money, she had lost the Ibrahim she met in the market, 40…