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karb-o-bala
wrote these lines on the present target killing situation of Shia ppl :
Kar’ra waqt aa gaya hai phir shiian-e-Ali per
ghaat may bethey hein adou her ja sham o sahar
Ya Imam-e-Zaman (a.t.f.) aayiey ab kijye imdad..
taaza hui hai karb-o-bala shiian-e-ali per
Arz-e-Haal
wo jo zindagi ka noor thay
kab thay paas,her nazer he duur thay
hai aas rahein un ki aas may mehev
paayen wo raastey jo manzilon ki naveed thay.
Whose war are we fighting on our soil?
I read this article titled as above in Dawn today, and would like to share just an extract from it ….
“We need to identify our enemy.America is not our enemy; it may not be our friend either. Our enemy is the people who would have us believe that Islam provides only for a monolithic society in which different cultures or sub-cultures cannot co-exist; rather they have to be merged with the “Islamic” culture. If preaching cannot effect that merger, force can, and must be, used. Such an interpretation of Islam legitimise the use of force to purge society of what they consider to be un-Islamic beliefs and practices.”
I think we really need to THINK about it!
randomness..
i see myself wandering all alone
at the highest of sky..
in the depth of ocean..
i wish i had an escape
what i had never imagined of
let there be a hand to undo all
what i want is a happy time
all i wish is a happy sign
Life
A four-lettered word,easy-to-spell,fluently pronounced but not the same as to what it literally means.Scholars,writers and philosophers presented the theories or rather definitions of ‘life’,but no one ever came up with an exact description of it.Some say it’s an offering by the GOD one should be grateful for;others have a say that a certain way or manner of living with respect to conditions,circumstances,character,conduct,occupation etc contributes to what it is called life.
Besides,what I have extracted from the low or high experiences of human affairs is that life is nothing but an animation;spirit;vivacity;vigor or energy. The words that I speak to any one even myself is life. It’s an endearment enjoyed by every creature of the great universe. It is an exciting package of happiness;pleasures;success,losses and grief. One gets the positive aspects of it and few remain grieved on the issues which wound them. Life is,actually, what we make it to be. It’s a spiritual existence to be lived as an exclamation rather than an explanation.
Of all great people,life reminds us to make it sublime such that if you die people cry for you, and if you live people crave for your company.
Do TRUST your (real)FRIENDS!
Have you ever trusted someone? You would have surely done so. You may be wondering why I asked such a question…well, the reason is I am going to share a personal experience about the trust I did in someone, once and for all.
I may not be able to conclude in the end, something like,” Never trust anyone”, or “trust hurts”, etc. I am only trying to put my feelings into words, because I believe that emotions and feelings have no parameter or restriction.
Anyway, it all started when my way was lightened up with the presence of someone; someone who was charming; someone who was attractive; and someone who was innocent. I met him randomly, but the relationship, as in, the friendship built up mutually. We became friends, we used to talk together, we laughed together, we teased each other…, in short,we shared a good time with each other. I was happy, I was grateful; for I had got such a sweet and gentle friend.
But time never stays the same. There also came up a misfortune to me that changed my state of mind. It shattered me like anything. I was shocked; I was surprised; and I was speechless. I had no words to speak out, but the flow of tears in my eyes was enough to reveal my story. The reason for my distress was a little mistake I committed; a mistake that any human can commit. Not deliberately of course.
I do confess it, but the thing, which was much painful, was those words I had never expected to be heard from the only person I trusted blindly. It seemed as if everything around me happened to be still, and I was all helpless. I pleaded him; I begged him; but all in vain. I could not imagine a person could be such cold-hearted.
And yet in the end, I was left all alone. I tied up myself in a relation merrily, but it got split up badly. I lost the confidence that I had in myself; I suffered with the loss of faith that I had on him…
A million words could not bring him back, I know because I have tried. A million tears could not bring him back, I know because I have cried.
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