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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.
Not Islam - this fiction was exploded in 1971, and continues to be exposed today in Balochistan. Far from being a uniting factor religion, and the uses to which it is being put, is proving to be the biggest divisive factor of all, Pakistanis killing each other in the name of sect and faith – a country created on the basis of religion floundering at the altar of religion, earnest Pakistanis forever engaged in the quest to discover what Allah’s commandments mean and what they do not..........
There shall be no compulsion (and coercion) in religion. The right course has become clear from the wrong. So whoever disbelieves in Taghut and believes in Allah has grasped the most trustworthy handhold with no break in it. And Allah is Hearing and Knowing. AL-BAQARA {2} : 256.
LET US MAKE AN EARNEST EFFORT TO KNOW WHAT THE MERCIFUL ISLAM IS AND STANDS FOR........IT IS NEVER TOO LATE TO LEARN.
A Master and his Servant were on their way home on horseback late at night after having a good drink.
At a ford where the bank was steep, the Master fell head first into the creek. He scrambled up, and shouted to his servant:
"Hold on, Mon! Something fell off--I heard it splash!"
Servant climbed down from the saddle, and waded about blindly in the shallow water, with groping hands. At last, he seized on the Master.
"Why, it's yerself, mon, as fell oof!"
"No, No," the master declared stoutly. "It can't be me--here I am."
Then he, added: "But if it is me, get me back on the horse."
Servant helped the Master to the horse, and boosted him up astride. In the dark, the rider was faced the wrong way to.
"Gie me the reins," the Master ordered.
Servant felt about the horse's rump, and, then cried out, clutching the tail:
"It waur the horse's head as fell off--nothin' left but the mane!"
"Gie me the mane, then," the Master directed stolidly. "I must een hae something to hold on."
So, presently, when he had the tail firmly grasped in both hands, and Servant had mounted, the procession began to move. Whereat, the Master shouted in dismay:
"Haud on, Mon! It's gaein' the wrang way!"
There was a Man naturally inclined to seek out the good in every situation, A GENUINE OPTIMIST. One day, having walked MILES FROM HIS HOME TO PLACE OF WORK....He realised that he had forgotten some thing.....
"I left my lunch at home."
Then, sheepishly he exclaimed:
"And for the matter of that, I left my teeth at home, too."
اب وہ کسی بساط کی فہرست میں نہیں
جن منچلوں نے جان لگا دی تھی داؤ پر ۔
اب ذوقِ طلب وجۂِ جنوں ٹھہر گیا ھے
اب عرضِ وفا باعثِ رسوائ ھے ۔
DIALOGUE OR STATUS QUO
DIALOGUE AND SURRENDER
DIALOGUE AND BLUNDER
DIALOGUE AND ARGUMENTS
"Yes, ma'am," the Old Salt confided to the inquisitive lady,
"I fell over the side of the Ship, and a Shark he come along and grabbed me by the leg."
"Merciful providence!" his hearer gasped. "And what did you do?"
"Let 'im 'ave the leg, o' course, ma'am. I never argues with Sharks."