In nutshell, therefore,  THE MDM LOOKS A MOLEHILL IN COMPARISON TO THE HIMALAYAS OF RWL...

And then I smiled wild and in many-tinted flowers;
Then roving with the wandering hours,
O’er earth and air and ocean’s zone,

I dived and flew,
And crept and ran,
And all the secret of my essence drew
Within a form that brought them all to view—

And then my goal,
Beyond the clouds, beyond the sky,
In realms where none may change or die—

Beyond the bounds of night and day,
And Life and Death, unseen or seen,
Where all that is hath ever been,
As One and Whole.

Autumns are about to set in ..... heat persists ...... Rhetoric,  Drama, Antics, Belligerence, Intransigence, Brutalities, Coercion, Corruption, Egos, Ids, Deceit, Compromises, Marches, Matches, Eggs and Sticks all on display ....... 

India ..... It is easy to 'JUMP IN' but have you war-gamed 'THE END OF THE DAY STATE'?

Pakistan ..... Is your own house in order?

What about 'DAY DREAMS' wrapped in 'SARIs', sweetened by 'MANGO CARTONs'?

Why no cry over Kulbhusions, Brhamdogs and Raging Bull ..... ?

Why so much Pak Dollars found refuge in India in last two years .... ? 

What about the 'خونِ ناحق ۔ یہ کس کا لہو ہے کون مرا'  'The Sword of Damocles' over certain heads ?

لگتا ہے میں کسی اور طرف نکل گیا ہوں۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔معذرت 

A bird catcher netted a little sparrow... Poor bird staring the death started pleading ..... "Good Man you must be in habit of eating huge quantities of deer, goat and poultry meat; I am very small and will make just a morsel for you. If you let me go, I shall give advice, capable of  brightening your future ....

First advice I give you while still in your hands, second when you release me and I sit on the wall in front and third once I am perched on the looping branch of the tree we are looking at .....

Inquest ..... The bird-man decided to release the little thing in exchange of 'future shaping' advice .... he said to the bird ...'out with the first one'. Sparrow said:

Things which can not happen (technical impossibilities) will never happen ..... Day dreams are good but Don't believe in NON-STARTERS. 

Never ruminate on 'gone-byes'... There is no recycling of time ... Must however learn from the past, which will help you in shaping the better future.

رسول اللہ صلی اللہ و علیہِ وسلم کا ارشادِ گرامی ہے "تمھارے دین کا سرمایہ ’ورع‘ ہے"۔

ابو سعید خراز علیہ رحمہ نے’ورع‘ کے بارے میں فرمایا، "ورع یہ ہے کہ لوگوں پر تم سے ادنیٰ سا ظلم بھی نہ ہونے پاے ۔ کبھی کوئ تیرے خلاف ظلم و زیادتی کی دہای نہ دے سکے"۔

اُن لوگوں کی صحبت میں بیٹھنا اپنا شعار بنا لو جو اعمالِ قبیحہ کو جانتے ہوں

احوالِ حسنہ کو پہچانتے ہوں

اور عاداتِ رذیلہ سے متنفرہوں ۔

پاکیزگی اور نظافت جن کا اوڑھنا بچھونا ہو ۔

عمل جن کی پہچان ہو، دیانت جن کی شان ہو ۔

مادی قوت اور عظمت اُن کے لیئے پرکاہ کی حیثیت نہیں رکھتی ۔

ایسے لوگوں کی صحبت ’آدمی کو انسان‘ بنا دیتی ہے ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔
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اللہ کریم غور و فکر کی توفیق عطا فرما ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔

بزرگوں نے فرمایا ہے کہ توحید کے صحیح مفہوم کو سمجھنے کے لیئے ضروری ہے کہ ۔ ۔ ۔

 قدیم' اور 'حادث' کے فرق کو اچھی طرح سے جان لیا جاے ۔۔۔

شریعت نام ہے حکمِ عبودیت کے التزام کا ۔

حقیقت نام ہے مشاہدہِ ربوبیت کا ۔

جس شریعت کو حقیقت کی تائید حاصل نہ ہو، غیر مقبول ہے ۔

جو حقیقت شریعت کی پابند نہ ہو، لا حاصل ہے ۔

‘امام ابوالقاسم عبدالکریم بن ہوازن القشیری’

اللہ کریم سب سے بڑا لجپال، کسی اپنے کی کوئ بندگی، کوئ ادا پسند آ جاے، وہ اطاعت و تسلیمِ ابراھیمی ہو یا سعئِ حاجرہ ۔۔۔ اُسے ہمیشہ کے لیئے امر کر دیتا ہے۔۔۔۔۔

ایک بیٹے کو قرمانی کے لیئے لٹا کر سرخرو ہونے والے ابراھیم علیہ السلام آج الخلیل سے دوسرے بیٹے کو آواز دے رہے ہیں :۔

ایک بار اور بھی بطحا سے فلسطین میں آ
راستہ دیکھتی ہے مسجدِ اقصیٰ تیرا

صاحبِ کشف المحجوب حضرت داتا گنج بخش علی ہجویری لکھتے ہیں میں نے صاحبِ رسالہ قشیریہ اُستاذ ابوالقاسم قشیری کو فرماتے سنا ۔ ۔ "میں نے اپنی رضا کو رضاے الہی کے تابع کر دیا" ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔

مردماں اندر فقر و غنا ہر کسی سخن گفتہ اند و خود را چیزے اختیار کردہ و من آں اختیار کنم کہ حق مرا اختیار کند و من را اندر آں نگاہ دارد، اگر تونگر دارم غافل نہ باشم، و اگر درویش خواہدم حریص و معرض نہ باشم

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote,

"Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around.."

His second grade teacher wrote,

"Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote,

"His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote,

"Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper That he got from a grocery bag Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume.. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say,

"Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to."

After the children left, she cried for at least an hour.

On that very day, she quit teaching, reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. 

As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets.."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear,

"Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said,

"Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."