👉 Weirdly Tasu

🌍 Welcome to 👉 Weirdly Tasu – āϝ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āφāĻĒāύāĻŋ āϏāĻŦāĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁ āĻāĻ•āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāĻŦ⧇āύ!
This is not just a YouTube channel – it’s my digital world.
From Islamic reminders to emotional thoughts, from language tips to random life vibes — here, every video has a piece of me.

đŸŽŦ What you’ll find here:
âœ”ī¸ Islamic & spiritual reflections
âœ”ī¸ Fun & emotional shorts
âœ”ī¸ Language learning (Bangla-Italian-English)
âœ”ī¸ Real-life thoughts, quotes, lifestyle
âœ”ī¸ Just random things I care about

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👉 Weirdly Tasu

"āĻŦāĻŋāĻĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ⧇āϰ āĻĒāϰ āύ⧀āϰāĻŦāϤāĻž"

āϏ⧇ āϏ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āĻŦāϏ⧇ āφāϛ⧇, āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻļā§‡â€”
āϝ⧇āύ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āĻĨ⧇āĻŽā§‡ āϗ⧇āϛ⧇,
āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€ āϘ⧁āϰāĻž āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āϧ āĻ•āϰ⧇āϛ⧇ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŦā§āϝāĻĨāĻž āĻļā§‹āύāĻžāϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝāĨ¤

āϤāĻžāϰ āĻšā§‹āϖ⧇āϰ āϜāϞ āĻāĻ–āύ āφāϰ āĻāϰ⧇ āύāĻž,
āϤāĻŦ⧁āĻ“ āύ⧀āϰāĻŦ⧇ āĻ—āĻĄāĻŧāĻŋāϝāĻŧ⧇ āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧ⧇, āĻ•ā§āϞāĻžāĻ¨ā§āϤ,
āϝ⧇āĻŽāύ āĻŦ⧁āϕ⧇āϰ āϭ⧇āϤāϰ āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧ⧇ āĻĨāĻžāĻ•āĻž āĻļ⧇āώ āĻ•â€™āϟāĻž āύāĻŋāσāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĨ¤

āϏ⧇ (āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰ⧀), āύāĻŋāĻĨāϰ, āĻļāĻžāĻ¨ā§āϤ,
āĻšā§‡āĻšāĻžāϰāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻ–āύāĻ“ āĻāĻ• āĻāĻžāĻĒāϏāĻž āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋāϰ āĻ›āĻžāĻĒāĨ¤
āĻšāϝāĻŧāϤ⧋ āĻļ⧇āώāĻŦāĻžāϰ, āĻšāϝāĻŧāϤ⧋ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁āχ āϤāĻžāϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝāĨ¤

āφāϰ āĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁ āĻŦāϞāĻžāϰ āύ⧇āχ,
āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁ āύ⧀āϰāĻŦāϤāĻž āϏāĻ™ā§āĻ— āĻĻāĻŋāĻšā§āϛ⧇,
āϏ⧇āχ āύ⧀āϰāĻŦāϤāĻž, āϝāĻž āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāϟāĻŋ āϚāĻŋā§ŽāĻ•āĻžāϰ⧇āϰ āĻšā§‡āϝāĻŧ⧇ āωāĻšā§āϚāĻ¸ā§āĻŦāϰ⧇ āĻ•āĻžāρāĻĻ⧇āĨ¤

āĻ­āĻžāϞ⧋āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āϤāĻžāϰ āϏāĻ™ā§āϗ⧇ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧāύāĻŋ—
āϤāĻž āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇ āϗ⧇āϛ⧇, āϝāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰāĻŖāĻžāĻĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāĻŦ⧇,
āϝāĻžāϰ āĻŦ⧁āĻ• āϭ⧇āϙ⧇ āϗ⧇āϛ⧇ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻšāĻžāϤ⧇āϰ āĻŽā§āĻ ā§‹āϝāĻŧ
āφāϰ āϏ⧇āχ āĻšā§ƒāĻĻāϝāĻŧ⧇, āϝ⧇ āĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁āϤ⧇āχ āĻ›āĻžāĻĄāĻŧāϤ⧇ āϚāĻžāϝāĻŧ āύāĻžāĨ¤

"Silence After Goodbye"

He sits there, beside her—
as if time has stopped,
as if the world paused just to hear his sorrow.

His tears no longer fall with force,
they slip quietly, tired,
like the last few breaths trapped in his chest.

She lies there, still, peaceful,
her face carrying the faintest trace of a smile.
Perhaps the last one. Perhaps for him.

There is nothing left to say,
only silence keeping him company,
that silence which cries louder than any scream.

Love did not leave with her—
it stayed, aching and still,
in the hands that won’t let go,
and in the heart that refuses to say goodbye.

#āϚāĻŋāϰāĻŦāĻŋāĻĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ #āĻŦāĻŋāĻĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ⧇āϰ_āύ⧀āϰāĻŦāϤāĻž #SilenceAfterGoodbye #LastFarewell #LoveAndLoss

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