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Life promise you no rest

My heart is a kite held by a string in the middle of a storm.
O Allah, I'm not asking You for a calmer storm. Rather, I am asking You  for a thicker string.
O Allah, I'm not asking You to end this storm soon. Rather, I am asking You to make me stronger so that I may hang on longer and see the rainbow after the storm ends.
- Ameen Misran -

Trials. Tiredness. Hopeless. Heartless. Restless. Fun. Games. Tricks. Joys. Laughs. Smiles. Cries.  That's life !