Fizza Agha Quotes

#1. Agha, did you hear what Mullah Nasruddin did when his daughter came home and complained that her husband had beaten her?" I could feel him smiling in the dark and a smile of my own formed on my face. There wasn't an Afghan in the world who didn't know at least a few jokes about the bumbling mullah. "What?" "He beat her too, then sent her back to tell the husband that Mullah was no fool: If the bastard was going to beat his daughter, then Mullah would beat his wife in return. #Quote by Khaled Hosseini

#2. It happened so quickly. One minute I was plucking the flower, and the next I was in his chariot immersed in darkness. I struggled to wrench myself free from his grasp and run away. I twisted as far as I could, hoping to see mother chasing after me. But ahead of me, behind me, on either side of me, everywhere I looked, all I could see was darkness. #Quote by Tamara Agha-Jaffar

#3. Nothing is wonderful than the silence being the reason to meets u #Quote by Agha Kousar

#4. sometimes, all what we need to feel better, is some tears !! #Quote by Rahma M.Agha

#5. The exact symptom of sad people is their innocence and honesty but these kind of people always at the top of success... #Quote by Agha Kousar

#6. They make a desolation and call it peace. #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#7. Don't respect or trust any one out of your limit.
Because if u cross the bridge of your patience and emotions for any one. Then you will find yourself as a broken mirror #Quote by Agha Kousar

#8. The world is full of paper, write to me #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#9. The moon touched my shoulder
and I longed for a vanished love #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#10. THE COUNTRY WITH A POST OFFICE NOW.

Dear Agha Shahid ,
I am on my way towards the post office to send you a letter, I have written for you, but the barrel of gun is to my head. I am moments away from either posting you this letter or meeting you there in person to tell you that your country has a post office now, but what your country lacks is the people writing or reading those letters. #Quote by Aqib Shah

#11. My anger mounted. "What about your son and me? What about us? How can you even think of leaving me alone here with our baby boy? Telemachus needs his father. What's going to happen to us if you leave? Who will help me raise him? Who will take care of us? You know as well as I do some of the men around here are nothing but a bunch of scoundrels. Mark my words, Odysseus. The second you're gone, they'll swarm in here like bees around honey. They'll take over the place. I won't be able to do a thing to stop them. #Quote by Tamara Agha-Jaffar

#12. Trust the poet to make a prophecy:
I will die, in autumn, in Kashmir,
and the shadowed routine of each vein
will almost be news, the blood censored, #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali, “Saffron Sun”

#13. What is the name of he who comes with eyes closed and fingers black, the one who draws the curtains back when dawn has come? 'Agha Thanatos' or just plain 'Death'? When will I know which is right? #Quote by Andre Alexis

#14. Life is beautiful I think, there is no inspiration needed to get out of bed each day. #Quote by Fizza Younis

#15. Then why let anything remain
when whatever we loved
turned instantly to stone? #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#16. It was a dream I had. I just wanted to put it down on paper. #Quote by Fizza Younis

#17. I flipped through their visions,
left my number in their sleep.
But no one called back.
I called all night,
called for years,
called till their lids began to ring,
ten, twenty, two hundred times,
and then they went blind
on my dreams.
Now their eyes don't open.
No one picks up the phone. #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#18. The most difficult thing you can ever feel, is seeing your life dream slipping between your fingers !! #Quote by Rahma M.Agha

#19. There again is memory
at my doorstep --

jasmine crushed under
departing feet.

The moon extinguishes
its silver pain

on the window. #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#20. Srinagar hunches like a wild cat: lonely sentries, wretched in bunkers at the city's bridges, far from their homes in the plains, licensed to kill . . . while the Jhelum flows under them, sometimes with a dismembered body. On Zero Bridge the jeeps rush by. The candles go out as travelers, unable to light up the velvet Void.
What is the blesséd word? Mandelstam gives no clue. One day the Kashmiris will pronounce that word truly for the first time. #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#21. I am being adult day by day but the first sorrow of my life is still fresh as warm ash. #Quote by Agha Kousar

#22. If I'm not a nurse, I'd like to be a nurse . #Quote by Rahma M.Agha

#23. In the heart's wild space lies the space of wilderness.
What won't one lose, what home one won't give forever! #Quote by Agha Shahid Ali

#24. You cruel, hard-hearted gods!" I flung the goblet in his direction. Hermes barely had time to dart out of its way before it hit the wall and shattered to small pieces. "You're all the same! Hsst! Jealous! Vindictive! That's what you are! You allow yourselves to take pleasure with any mortal you wish. Let a goddess do the same. Let a goddess choose a mortal for her lover, and you set off in a fury of revenge against her as if her actions are an affront to you. And all the while, you male gods allow yourselves all kinds of liberties you deny to us females. #Quote by Tamara Agha-Jaffar

#25. She had grown. Kate's vicious friend, once so elevated, was taller by little more than a head. She drew her brows together, and studied the circles under his eyes. He said lightly, 'My dear girl; it's Almoner's Saturday. With six frails of figs and a sackful of almonds, I am offering you my name.'
Philippa's lips parted. The smith in her chest, changing a wooden mallet for a small charge of gunpowder, pulverized brain, lungs and stomach and left her standing, wan as a blown egg. She said shakily, 'How would that help?'
Round his mouth, the curled lines deepened, and his eyes, very blue, lit suddenly with something like the flame she had seen struck in them at other times, by other things and other people. 'Stout Philippa,' he said. 'Sit down and hear... There is no guarantee for you now except marriage. Do it now, and you go home a respectable matron of fifteen...sixteen--'
'Nearly seventeen,' said Philippa.
'Yes. Well: with no money but a good many friends and enough property to keep a roof over your head and Kuzum's. Then, as you choose, you may divorce me.'
She cleared her throat. 'On what grounds?'
He looked at her directly, his voice level. 'On very obvious grounds. We shall find another Kislar Agha, if you like, to give you a guarantee... You must have no fears that this will be anything but a marriage on paper. But I want it done now. Tomorrow, if the Embassy's chaplain can do it.'
Philippa's gaze was also direct. 'You think there is #Quote by Dorothy Dunnett

#26. There is every board minded man behind the success of woman. But when that man is in legal relation then a woman can triumph among men #Quote by Agha Kousar

#27. The conventional definition of management is getting work done through people, but real management is developing people through work. #Quote by Agha Hasan Abedi