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Jis Khaak Ke Zameer Main Ho Aatish-E-Chinar, Mumkin Nahin Ke Sard Ho Wo Khaak-E-Arjumand

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My Father’s Accent

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My Mother, Parveena Ahangar

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Tears… from paradise

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Memory

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By Allah

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She is the Jhelum.

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“Bullets not Blood”

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