“Believe in the rainbow, rather than a wild storm.”

Water your soul with sprinkles of self-love.

Wrap your soul with a blanket of kindness even in all odds.

Paint your scars with the ink of hope.

Embrace those storms that lead you to your waves of dreams.

follow the map of your soul even amidst all changes.

Allow your heart to paint a hopeful sky of miracles.

Some thunders are meant to mould your heart into art.

Those gun shots may take their home and wealth, but can’t change their heart.

Even the moon adore the way your brave heart beats.

Scars are lessons which reveal your true way.

Incomplete phases are still attractive, so do your brave heart.

Oh darling, melt your own soul with flames of self love.

Accept the storm before you expect the rainbow.

Be a calm wave in your ocean of chaos.

Plant seeds of self love in the soil of your heart.

An hopeful soul is an art of miracles.

It is brave to believe in tomorrow.

I believe every guitar player inherently has something unique about their playing. They just have to identify what makes them different and develop it.

I believe that simple, consistent shifts in our thinking and actions can lead to the miraculous in all aspects of our daily lives, including our relationships, finances, bodies, and self-image.

I think that the “what if” game is what you guys get to do. I don’t have to do that. I hate the “what if” game. I’m such a believer in everything happening the way it’s supposed to happen.

I am NOT fighting for Muslims, believe me, when I demand Pakistan.

I believe it is my duty to share the gifts I have learned. How dare I have the tools for finding serenity and not share them with the world?

Dreams do come true, believe always. I dreamt every night of becoming a singer

I believe we all deserve good endings. We were kind people before this world turned us cruel.