WOH JO TAREEK RAHOUN MEIN MAREY GAYE !

As-Salaam-O-alaykum, wa Rahmatullah wa Barakatuh.

All praises for Allah Karim; Whom we must worship for 'Him Alone' !

Darood-o-Salam on Prophet ﷺ because Allah Karim ordained us to do that ! Peace upon Prophet's (ﷺ) family, company, successors and those who follow his path.

Allah Karim has said in Quran-E-Hakim:

AND THERE IS FOR YOU IN LEGAL RETRIBUTION {QISAAS} - LIFE; O YOU [PEOPLE] OF UNDERSTANDING, THAT YOU MAY BECOME RIGHTEOUS.

AL-BAQARA (2) : 179.

WHY? WHY? WHY? These News are making rounds that Execution of Murderers has been stayed and that there is a move afoot to abolish the Capital Punishment altogether?

Thousands have sacrificed their lives in the LINE OF DUTY and are still doing so round the clock; thousands have been murdered in the MASAAJIDs while offering NAMAZ; thousands have been killed in the Market Places while they were busy buying the essential commodities of life for their kith and kin; thousands have been blown into pieces at their work places trying to earn livelihood for their [now orphaned] children IN THE WAR ON TERROR, WAR OF POWER AND LUST AND WAR OF ERROR.

I see these Martyrs sitting together rather perplexed; as to what is going on in their beloved Pakistan and how their supreme sacrifice is being caved due to political and '(non existent) will to do' expediencies. They wanted to convey 'few words' to PAKISTAN and the Decision Makers therein (Who are either IN or OUT - when they are IN, they are IN the SEAT OF POWER; and when they are OUT; they are OUT to their PARADISE POINTS stretching from JEDDAH to NEW-YORK and elsewhere in MIDEAST, EUORPE and AMERICAs) who decide [or don't], who make the laws and break the laws AND IF THE NEWS ITEM IS CORRECT THEN THEY POSSESS THE AUDACITY TO CHALLENGE THE DIVINE LAW AS WELL , who listen to unknowns and do not listen to Pakistanis.

The Message they want to convey (فیض صاحب سے معذرت کے ساتھ) is :

تیرے ہونٹوں کے پھولوں کی چاھت میں ھم

دار کی خشک ٹہنی پہ وارے گیٔے

تیرے ہاتھوں کی شمعوں کی حسرت میں ھم

نیم تاریک راھوں میں مارے گیٔے

سولیوں پر ھمارے لبوں سے پرے

تیرے ھونٹوں کی لالی لپکتی رھی

تیری زلفوں کی مستی برستی رھی

تیرے ہاتھوں کی چاندی دمکتی رھی

جب کھلی تیری راھوں میں شامِ ستم

ھم چلے آے لاۓ جہاں تک قدم

لب پہ حرفِ غزل دل میں قندیلِ غم

اپنا غم تھا گواھی ترے حسن کی

دیکھ قایم رھے اُس گواھی پہ ھم

ھم جوتاریک راھوں میں مارے گیٔے

نارسایٔ اگر اپنی تقدیر تھی

تیری الفت تو اپنی ھی تدبیر تھی

کس کو شکوہ ھے گر شوق کے سلسلے

ھجر کی قتل گاھوں سے سب جا ملے

قتل گاھوں سے چن کر ھمارے علم

اور نکلیں گے عشاق کے قافلے

جن کی راہِ طلب سے ھمارے قدم

مختصر کر چلے درد کے فاصلے

کر چلے جن کی خاطر جہاں گیر ھم

جاں گنوا کر تری دلبری کا بھرم

ھم جوتاریک راھوں میں مارے گیٔے