AKHTAR N JANJUA

Allah created humans from a male and a female and made into tribes and nations for identification. However the most righteous is the most honoured. No Arab has any superiority over a non-Arab nor is a White any way better than a Black. All created beings are the decendants of Adam and existence of Adam sprang from dust. hence all claims to superiority and greatness, all demands for blood or ransom and all false traits or trends of rule are false.

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Saturday, June 8, 2013

LOOK INWARD - BEAUTY IS RIGHT THERE 'IN YOU'

Prayers for all.

Envy, Jealousy, Imitation, Blind Following, Inferiority Complex, Frustation....... think of 'all the crest falling stuff' and there we are; most of the human beings jumbled together. 

We actually find no time to look inside us "The Ocean of Beauty, Love and Piety" there is, longing for a PEEP and most of us SOMEHOW FAIL TO GENUINELY APPRECIATE THE BEAUTY AND LOVE SCATTERED IN THE UNIVERSE IN ITS DIVERSITY.  

While doing my daily chorus I came across this beautiful description :
'Beauty exists not in sameness but in difference.
Who could imagine a giraffe without its long neck or a cactus without its spines? 
The irregularity of the mountain peaks that surround us is what makes them so imposing. If we tried to make them all the same, they would no longer command our respect.

It is the imperfect that astonishes and attracts us.
When we look at a cedar tree, we don’t think: ‘The branches should be all the same length.’ We think: ‘How strong it is.’

When we see a snake, we never say: ‘He is crawling along the ground, while I am walking with head erect.’ We think: ‘He might be small, but his skin is colorful  his movements elegant, and he is more powerful than me.’

When the camel crosses the desert and takes us to the place we want to reach, we never say: ‘He’s humpbacked and has ugly teeth.’ 
We think: ‘He deserves my love for his loyalty and help. Without him, I would never be able to explore the world.’

A sunset is always more beautiful when it is covered with irregularly shaped clouds, because only then can it reflect the many colors out of which dreams and poetry are made.
Pity those who think: ‘I am not beautiful. That’s why Love has not knocked at my door.’ In fact, Love did knock, but when they opened the door, they weren’t prepared to welcome Love in.

They were too busy trying to make themselves beautiful first, when, in fact, they were fine as they were. 
They were trying to imitate others, when Love was looking for something original.

They were trying to reflect what came from outside, forgetting that the brightest light comes from within.'
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