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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Thursday, September 8, 2016

9:48 AM

MOHABBAT FAATEH-E-AALIM

Salam and Duaien !

       Some body said, "Hate quits when it is tired; love quits when it has won." ..... Sincere and true LOVE conquers ..... no doubt about that. Following 'true life story' gave me a lump in my throat and wet eyes when I read it first time years ago .... IT STILL DOES ON EVERY RETAKE ..... Most of you might have read it already ... still I prefer sharing it to reinforce our view that LOVE CAN ACHIEVE IMPOSSIBLES ...

THE TALE :
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."
........YES 'LOVE' IS ONE OF THE BIGGEST 'DIFFERENCE MAKERS'.....LET US TRY !


AKHTAR N JANJUA

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

7:58 PM

WISH IT WAS 1965

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

لوٹ اے گردشِ ایام - - - - -

Prayers and good wishes for all.

Today is 6 September - 6 September 1965 was the day when a NATION went to war. This day is remembered as Defense Day of Pakistan.
...
Nostalgia brings out the young little kid in me who was then in first decade of his life. Young I might have been but the memories are fresh and vivid. Blackouts, elders' assembly near the only Radio Set of entire village, (while news-casting) the thunderous voice of late Shakil Ahmed and melodious rendition of Anwar Behzad. Stories of heroics of Pakistan Armed Forces and a rock solid Nation from hillocks of Chitagong to the ridges of Landi Kotal standing firmly behind them.
Emotions ran high, everybody was in THE WAR, some with their lives at stake and others with their belongings. There was no fear of life or losses, only driving force was to fight, live and die for Pakistan.

I remember the folk songs of elderly ladies of the village on the beats of the Drum. صدر اجوبہ ٹوپی نال ستارے نی ۔
پچھاں نہ ھٹیں اساں بچے وطن توں وارے نی

51 years down the lane I am looking at a different Pakistan; where is that Jazba and Junoon of 1965?
We are fragmented as a Nation, one half is not there and remaining is being targeted by very own people on behest of same enemies who have still not forgotten 6 September 1965. Rampaging corruption, coward and selfish leadership, elected representatives talking against Pakistan and its Armed Forces on the floor of the House, descendants of the fore runners of Pak Movement being coerced to raise slogans against their own Pakistan. Institutions destroyed, public servants bought, government machinery used to kill people in their court yards. Gag acts, justice and accountability only for the opponents. . . کیا زمانے میں پنپنے کی یہی باتیں ہیں

Have we forgotten the age old adage United We Stand, Divided we perish.

بزرگوں کی روحیں اور وطن کی مٹی پکار پکار کر کھہ رہیں ہیں ۔ اتحاد، ایمان اور تنظیم
اور اس میں شامل احتساب ، قصاص، عدل و انصاف۔

دعائیں پاکستان اور سب پاکستانیوں کے لئے ۔۔

پاکستان آرمڈ فورسز زندہ باد

پاکستان پائندہ باد




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Monday, August 29, 2016

1:59 PM

کہیں ہم ’اُس زمانے‘ میں تو نہیں ہیں ؟؟؟؟؟

سلام اور دعائیں

 جامع ترمذی کی ایک انتہای جامع حدیثِ پاک پڑھنا نصیب ہوئ تو دل و دماغ وہیں جم کر رہ گئے۔ بقول حضرت بہزاد لکھنوی ’دل وہیں رہ گیا جاں وہیں گئی ۔ خم اُسی در پہ اپنی جبیں رہ گئی‘ ۔ حضور صلی اللہ و علیہ وسلم کا بیان آپ بھی دل تھام کر پڑھیے اور پھر سوچیے کہیں ہم اُسی زمانے میں تو نہیں رہ رہے ؟؟؟؟ آپ صلی اللہ و علیہ وسلم  
نے فرمایا :۔

جب لوگ مالِ حکومت کو ذاتی مال سمجھنے لگ جائیں
امانت کو غنیمت اور زکوٰة کو ٹیکس سمجھیں
علمِ دین دوسری اغراض پوری کرنے کے لیئے حاصل کریں
بیویوں کی اطاعت اور ماوؐں کی نافرمانی کریں
دوستوں کو قریب رکھیں اور باپوں سے دور ہو جائیں
مساجد سے بے مقصد آوازیں گونجیں
بدکار لوگ قوم کے قائد بن جائیں
سب سے بڑے کمینے کو ملت کی ذمہ داری سونپ دی جاے
کسی کی عزت اُس کے ’شر‘ کے خوف سے کی جاے
رقاصائیں رقص کریں اور موسیقی عام ہو جاے
بادہِٗ خر مست کے جام لنڈھاے جائیں
پچھلے اگلوں پر لعنت کریں
تو پھر انتظار کرنا :۔

سرخ ہوا کا
زلزلوں کا
دھنس جانے کا
صورتیں بدلنے کا
پتھر برسنے کا 
۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ اور مسلسل نشانیوں کا

استغفراللہ ۔ ۔ ۔ الامان و الحفیظ ۔ ۔ ۔ اللہ کریم ہمیں غور و فکر اور عملِ صالح کی توفیق عطا فرماے ۔ آمین




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Saturday, August 27, 2016

12:02 PM

سدا سلامت پاکستان ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ تا قیامت پاکستان !

پاکستان زندہ باد

پاکستان پائندہ باد

جیوے وطن ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ مٹیں دشمن

ازلی دشمن تو خیر۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ لیکن بد نصیب ہیں وہ تمام  نمک حرام جنہیں عزت، شہرت، شان، طعام اور پہچان تو پاکستان نے دی، جو کھائیں تو پاکستان کا اور بھونکیں دشمنوں کے اشاروں پر ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ لعنت ہزار بار ، باربار اور لگا تار ۔ ۔ ۔
  
  تقاضا وقت کا ہے کہ تمام مجبوریوں کی رسیوں کو کاٹ پھینکا جاے،   مصلحتوں بھرے لباس چاک کر دیئے جائیںاوراُٹھ کھڑے ہوں ’پاکستان زندہ باد‘ کے نعرے لگاتے ہوے   ۔۔  ہر دشمنِ وطن کو پہچانا جاے اورپٹخ دیا جاے ہر مردود کو ۔ ۔  

اب ہو وفا بھی پاکستان کی خاطر اور جفا بھی پاکستان کے لئے ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ 

لیکن صرف نعروں پہ کارواں نہیں چلے گا، سچا اور سُچا عمل ہی کامیابی کی ضمانت بن سکتا ہے ۔

 جان رکھیے کہ پاکستان ہے تو ہم ہیں اس لئے پاکستان پر سب کچھ قربان ۔

ایمان بھی یہی

عرفان بھی یہی

 ایقان بھی یہی

امانت بھی یہی

سچای بھی یہی اور ہم سب کی ضرورت بھی یہی ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔


 اور رہنمایانِ ملت، پاسدارانِ قوم اور عبقریانِ اُمت، تمھارا ہر عمل، تمھاری خاموشیاں، تمھارے مصلحتیں، تمھاری مجبوریاں  اللہ کریم بھی دیکھ رہا ہے اور تاریخ بھی اپنا قلم لے کر بیٹھی ہے ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔

 مکافاتِ عمل سے نہ کوی بچا ہے نہ کوی بچے گا ۔ رہے نام پاک پروردگار کا۔



تاہم یقینی بات یہ کہ انشا اللہ

یہ ہمارا خوبصورت پاکستان

اِس کی پھول وادیاں

اِس کے میٹھے کھیت، معطر فضائیں

اِس کے سر بفلک پہاڑ، سر سبز میدان، تا حدِ نظر صحرا

اِس کی فردوس لہریں، تسنیم موجیں

اِس کی کوئل کی کوکیں، بلبل کے نغمے

اس کے مچلتے دریا، رنگین موسم

 اس کے شہید، اس کے غازی، اس کے کے ان تھک مزدورو کسان و جوان

سب رہیں گے۔ 

انشا اللہ ۔

  
مٹیں گے تو اِس کے دشمن اور دشمنوں کے آلہِ کار ابنِ اُبی کے پیروکار ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔

سدا سلامت پاکستان ۔ ۔ ۔ ۔ تا قیامت پاکستان



میں مطمٗئن ہوں اگرچہ خراب ہے ماحول
خزاں کے بعد کا موسم بہار ہوتا ہے 

 
       

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

9:58 AM

فریادِ پاکستان !

SALAM AND DAUIEN !
 
 
On 10th August 2013 my Face Book status read :

"CARNAGE ALL AROUND ! WILL SOMEONE MIND?

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.”

3 years down the line, despite the monumental sacrifices by the security forces, (SELECTIVE ILLUMINATION OF TARGETS TO THEM AND 'CLEAR DEMARCATION OF NO GOs' LIMITED THEIR SCOPE AND SUCCESS) .....

KILLERS STILL KILL ....

ENEMIES ACT AT WILL ....

LEMMING FACTOR REIGNS AND 'RULE' IS .....

FOLLOW THE REHEARSED DRILL ..

SURFACE, CONDEMN, SUBMERGE AND CHILL..

..... and then one comes across certain tweets from a certain 'somebody' .... if true ....... GOD BLESS PAKISTAN ......


وہئ رہبر، وہی قاتل، وہی منصف ٹھرے
اقربا میرے کریں خون کا دعویٰ کس پر



 
DHERON DUAIN

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Wednesday, July 27, 2016

6:47 PM

SOLDIERS - SACRIFICES - SADNESS !

 Salam and Duaien

Two more trained soldiers martyred ... Scores  sacrifice their lives daily for the security of their compatriots...
Few more orphans , widows and ruined families join the existing thousands ...


Anyone who volunteers to be a Soldier knows that the game he has chosen to play is DYING AND KILLING in defense of the motherland on the borders against a well-known enemy. It remained so till the 'FIRST US (AFGHAN) WAR AGAINST USSR'. We were 'asked' to be the 'Flag Bearers' and 'WARRIOR REARERS' and we did that with aplomb.

 
The rules of the game changed with the disintegration of US Cold War enemy. Countries and people 'used' were abandoned overnight, till the advent of 'SECOND US (BUSHY BLAIRY) {AFGHAN} WAR AGAINST THE WARRIORS OF THE FIRST WAR'.. "Napkins" again wrapped around the necks for absorption of the blood drops and throw ups... The US started Droning from lands far off and in the process Draining the blood of 'wanteds' and innocents . Abandoned Warriors could do nothing to the US, hence they shifted the FIRE to the erstwhile launchpad country and local hyenas from Kemari to Landi Kotal joined in.
 
Power shunning, wealth hating and "Honest to the Hides" 'LEADERS OF THE MASSES' .. handpicked and launched by the then military dictator have become 'Professionals'. Hardcore trigger happy warriors and reorientation of the US provided the opportunity to the enemies of Pakistan both external and internal to seize the moment, doing everything possible to inflict damage, distress, and death. Karachi, the most peaceful cosmopolitan city had already been converted into a den for the mafias since the mid-80s, where every crime has been THE RULE OF THE DAY since. 


Religious bigots tasted blood, unbridled power, paisa and got the break to send their young charges to Jannah via suicidal explosions. The country remained in the grips of DEMONS OF DEATH until the start of Operation ZARB-E-AZAB with concurrent use of Rangers in Karachi. Operations got the unprecedented support and approval of the general public, while success and sacrifices marched on, hands in glove. On the other side, political landscape  remains generally occupied in washing Pajamas, obscuring Panamas and creating Hangamas.


While the Armed Forces keep doing their stuff with singular dedication, making the supreme sacrifices regularly, constant efforts remain afoot to make them controversial. Rangers' powers are extended every time after a lot of machinations, NAP has never been fully implemented,  the shelter is provided to the criminals and Federation stands to lose because it seems that crime and criminals exist only in certain parts of the country and other provinces/areas have no issues at all. 


About the Deceit, Corruption, and LIES ...... lesser said ..........

'The rules are simple:
They lie to us,
We know they are lying,
They know, we know they're lying,
But they keep lying to us, and;
We keep pretending to believe them.'


Question is for HOW LONG ?????????
 

DHERON DUAIN

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Monday, July 25, 2016

12:40 PM

غنیمت سمجھیئے اندھیروں میں گھری اس ذرا سی روشنی [زندگی] کو :۔

سلام اور دعائیں  ۔

کل والے اردو ترجمہ کی پذیرای دیکھنے کے بعد آج کی پوسٹ کا ترجمہ پہلے حاضر ہے ، انگریزی میں انشاء اللہ کل ۔

اللہ کریم نے قرانِ حکیم میں فرمایا ہے کہ انکار کرنے والوں کے اعمال :۔
   اس گہرے سمندر کی تاریکیوں کی مانند ہیں جسے موج نے ڈھانپا ہوا ہو (پھر) اس کے اوپر ایک اور موج ہو (اور) اس کے اوپر بادل ہوں (یہ تہ در تہ) تاریکیاں ایک دوسرے کے اوپر ہیں، جب (ایسے سمندر میں ڈوبنے والا کوئی شخص) اپنا ہاتھ باہر نکالے تو اسے (کوئی بھی) دیکھ نہ سکے، اور جس کے لئے اللہ ہی نے نورِ (ہدایت) نہیں بنایا تو اس کے لئے (کہیں بھی) نور نہیں ہوتا۔
النور : 40
 ہم میں سے اکژیت کو معمولات اور معاملات کی تاریکیوں نے اپنے گھیرے میں لیا ہوا ہے، حالانکہ  زندگی جو گھپ اندھیرے سے ہمیں اجالے میں لے کر آتی ہے اور اپنے اختتام پر پھر ایک اور ان دیکھے اندھیرے کے حوالے  کر کے چلی جاتی ہے، اس لئے ہے کہ ہم اس محدود مدت میں اتنی روشنی کو ذخیرہ کر سکیں کہ آنے والا ان دیکھا اندھیرا اس سے ہمیشہ جگمگاتا رہے ۔  ظلمات کے محاصرے میں گھری روشنی کی یہ کرن[زندگی] ایک اور ازلی دشمن کی پھونکوں کی زد میں بھی ہمیشہ رہتی ہے کیونکہ اس[شیطان] نے اسے تاریک رکھنے کا چیلنج دیا ہو ہے ۔

جس اندھیرے سے انسان آتا ہے اُس پر تو اس کا کوی اختیار ہو ہی نہیں سکتا لیکن جس اندھیرے میں اُسے جانا ہے اُس کا اُسے اچھی طرح معلوم ہے کیونکہ موت اس کائنات کا ایک غیر متنازعہ سچ ہے ۔ پھر بھی چند دنوں کی روشنی کی چکا چوند، ازلی دشمن کی پُچکاریاں اور’اگلا جہاں کس نے دیکھا ہے‘ کا فریبِ نظر اُسے یومِ الست کا وعدہ اور سزا و جزا کا اٹل میدان و میزان سب کچھ بھلا دیتے ہیں ۔ اور پھرامر ظلمتیں وہ اپنے ہاتھ سے اپنا مقدر کر لیتا ہے ۔

تو ضرورت یقیناً اس امر کی ہے کہ وہ سب کچھ کیا جاے جو اس مختصر زندگی کو ابدی روشنیوں سے منور کر دے
  
 وہ روشنیاں جو قبر میں چراغاں کریں
 حشر میں راحت کا ساماں کریں
 پلِ صراط کا سفر تاباں کریں
حصولِ خوشنودیٴِ خدا و رسولؐ کو آساں کریں ۔


بلکل ممکن ہے؛

کیونکہ اِس کے حصول میں اللہ کریم کی رحمت اور رسولِ پاک صلی اللہ و علیہ وسلم کی شفقت ہر لمحہ شامل،حال رہتی ہے ۔ بقول علامہؒ "ہم تو مائل بہ کرم ہیں" ۔  اللہ کریم توفیق دے ۔ آمین


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