Depression takes you nowhere but resurrection does !

There'll be times when serenity would be snatched by a series of queries. When a heart of pearl receives more pain, when everything the soul deserves is honey and flowers, thorns somehow compete and win.  And  when you're just in the verge of questioning fate, you get beckoned by unshakable faith!

It reminds you of miraculous stories-  of injustice towards the just, stones being thrown at the best of mankind, and other such incredible instances that fill the pages of our golden Islamic history. And you take absolute delight in the fact that they're the chosen ones, tested the most in this battlefield of examinations. 

When creations make them cry, the creator looks at their glistening eyes with eternal mercy. When their hearts are shattered into fragments countless, even for a moment, destiny still remains in their favour, probably not apparently. But they're forever victorious over everyone else!

 I might not be able to fight for them, but I'd write, narrating their strength and sacrifices. I'd supplicate and shed tears for their eternal bliss, and wish for their smiles to be more jaw-dropping than any jewellery, as their souls turn into a lively greenery, and they embrace endless glory.