CELEBRATING EID
MIDDLE

BY
  MUHAMMED ASADULLAH 

Last week I saw ten years old Najma asking her mother, “Why don’t this Eid come earlier, I have completed all my preparations, I have purchased clothes, sandals and bangles etc”. It was the middle of Ramzan, the holy month, which is famous for the fast, prayers and charity. At the end of this month Muslims all over the world celebrate the festival of Eid -ul-fitr, which is considered a joyful reward for their fasts and prayers they have performed during the month. 

Every festival is an occasion of merry making and happiness. The same sense is in the word ‘Eid’. Eid-ul-Fitr, the most important festival of Muslims has many common features of celebrations like other festivals, but there are a few peculiarities for having Sheer Khurma and Sewaiyan (vermicelli), special sweet dishes prepared for the occasion, wearing new scented clothes, performing Namaz-e-Eid which most of the people particilarly in villages prefer to go to the out side open ground called Eid Gah, but in cities due to unavailibility of such places muslims perform Namaz in nearest mosques. After namaz they congratulate each other by hugging and shaking hands. 
 A few newspapers publish suppliments consisting many pages of pictures of kids who had performed Roza (fast) during the month of Ramzan. It is strange that most of the poems published in Urdu on Eid have a common notion that depicts the woe of poor people unable to celebrate Eid hole heartedly due to their poverty. The same situation has been described in a couplet of poet Iqbal. He says,

Hilal –e-Eid Hamari Hansi Udata Hai (The crecent of Eid seems to laugh at us)

  In our society we have also seen middle class people facing hard time to cope with the expences of shopping they have to do for the festival. Last week I saw a heap of applications forms for emergent loan before the secretary of Teacher’s co-operative society. 
 A couple of days before, I saw a beggar lady with her children asking my neighbour for some money,” Amma, hamare chhote chhote bachche hain, kuch zakat, fitra dila do.” This is a common scene, particularly in Muslim vicinities during this holy month. Many groups of beggars and charity collectors seem wondering from door to door. Most of them are not really in need but they have adopted this as an occupetion. It is also a fact that there are a number of people who are unable to meet both the ends, their poverty and dire need never Known to public. The people who are enjoying three-figured salary also found disturbed at the occasion of a festival then what about a person who is lying below poverty line .The charity in the month of Ramazan is for these needy people. This 
Charity called Fitra is compulsery to every Muslim, and it should be handed over to the needy people before going to the namaz of Eid.

Some one had asked Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H.) “What about the person who is unable to give any thing in charity?” 

She was told that such person should refrain himself from hurting others and perform good deed with his hands, this is charity on his behalf, and if he has no hands, he should advise people for good deeds and in case he is unable to do this too, he should keep silence. It would also be treated charity from him.
 It may be Eid or any festival, these occasions being enjoyed mostly by the children. We have ample sweet memories of such moments in our childhood. Most of us have fade up with these celebrations. New clothes, bright new shoes, sweet dishes and other things have been failed to provide us joy. Still a new form of delight is remaining for us and that is, smiling faces of our children and relatives and certainly this is our Eid. 

  
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VIdhan Sabha mein Hangama aur Abu Aazmi ... Kaho Na Pyar hai

 KAHO NA PYAR HAI 

MUHAMMAD .ASADULLAH
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 URDU SHORT STORY 
IN PERSPECTIVE OF AN UPROAR IN M.S.VIDHAN SABHA DURING

ABU AAZMIS OATH IN HINDI . 
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’

‘Main Janta Hoon ,Tum Mujh Se Pyar Karti Ho,Aaj Tumhen ,Apni Zuban Se Iqrar Karna Hoga’
‘Pyar,Aur Tum Se !Tumhara Dimag To Kharab Nahi Ho Gaya?, 
‘Yeh Mat Bhoolo Ke Jab Tum Is Shahar Mein Apni Family Ke Sath Aai Theen, Tum Logon Ko Koi Thikana Dedne Ko Tayyar Naheen Tha ,Tab Hum Ne Hi Tumheen Ghar Kiraye Se Diya Tha ‘
‘Han Bahut Bada Ehsan Kiya Tha ,Kiraya Bhi To Munh Manga Wasool Karte Ho.’
Mujhe Yeh Sab Mut Sunao ,Main to Chahta Hoon Ke Tum Pyar Ka Iqrar karo.’

‘Keya Pyar Is Tarah Kiya Jata Hai?’
‘Tumhen To Karna Pade Ga.’
‘Yeh Hargiz Naheen Hoga,Tumhare Liye Jo Izzat Ab Tak Mere Dil Mein Thi ,Aaj Who Bhi Khatm Ho Gai.’
Yad Rakho !Main Apne Papa Se Kah Kar Yeh Ghar Khali Kar waloonga,Bhatakte Phiroge Phir Tum Log.’
Yahan Rahna Hai To Hamari Bat Manni Hi Padegi,Bus Ek Bar Kah Do Ke Tumhen Mujh Se Muhabbat Hai.’

‘Is Ke Bad Ek Zordar Tamancha Mere Munh Par Pada.’

‘………..Phi Meri Aankh Khul Gai.’

Main Der Tak Bistar Par Baitha ,Sochta Raha,Aisa Ajeeb Vo Gareeb Sapna Mujhe Kiyon Dikhai Diya?‘
Ishq Ladane Ki To Ab Meri Umr Bhi Naheen Rahi. 
Achanak Yad Aaya ;Rat Gaye Der Tak Main T.V. Par Khabre Dekhta Raha Tha.

Maharashtra Vidhan Sabha Men Abu Aazmi Ke Shapat Grahan karte Waqt Jo Hangama Hua Us Ke Manazir Dekhte Dekhte Main So Gaya Tha.

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A Note On Mother

A Note on Mother.

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Muhammad Asadullah

A couple of days ago Sunita, a school going girl, in my neighborhood requested me to write an essay for her. She wanted to participate in an essay competition organized in her school. 

I asked her “what the topic was.” “The Mother”, she replied. 
Suddenly, I felt as someone had reopened my old wound, the filling of an irreparable loss because the deprivation of mothers love always made me uneasy. 

I had tried myself to forget it, and I had thought that I had succeeded in my attempt there were times when I came to the conclusion that nothing can replace the mother, so I told the girl: child why don’t you try it yourself?, I think you can write better than me on this subject because You have experienced mother’s affection. It is not so with me .It is a great deficiency in my life; I had lost my mother in my childhood and deprived of her love.

The girl repeated me to write. Perhaps it was beyond her capacity to write an essay, though she knew well what a mother was. This reminds me a comment made by a critic of literature. He wrote that though he did not give eggs but he prepare an omelet .So without experiencing mothers love one can write an article on the subject. 
I realized this fact by another way also I think a person who has not experienced mother’s love and affection can understand what is mother’s love better than those whose mothers are alive because we always have insight of things when we lose them .

Many times existence of an object becomes an obstacle to see it thoroughly.  

An Obscene poster -- In present scenario of Lok Sabha Election

 An Obscene poster 

 
Muhammad Asadullah 

 


It was during my stay for education in Aurangabad.,my friend Mr. M. was worried about the happenings in our country. Those were the days, people were unsatisfied with their life full of restlessness, and the efforts from present government, to change the state of affair, were doubtful.

M r. M used to advocate a new political party, during the discussion, which would, in his view, better than present one and efficient to solve the problems.

In my opinion the first priority of this politician is power. They are least interested in any change, particularly if it does not yield those benefits they are desirous for. Most of The politicians are in this field for selfish motif. If a person come in this arena with the desire to eradicate all the evils, his colleague will not allow him to do so because they gain all they want from this corrupt atmosphere. If the whole system will be neat and clean, a lot of people will be deprived of their booty. 

Still Mr. M. was buoyant with his dream.
It was a fine morning; we were just strolling in a market. We saw a young man standing by a wall scratching a poster; obviously it had been of an English movie.

Mr. M. said,’ I think, he may be a social worker from a party against these dirty things, came in our country with western culture, look! He is not a man, he is my ideal government.’

I was also surprised and pleased to see the effort of a young man to remove obscene posters from wall of our streets. 
They next moment he also snatched the transitory pleasure from our faces, as the young man, after removing the poster insert his hand in his bag and took out another new poster and pasted it on the wall. We Bothe stride near him to have a closer view, and to our surprise, the new poster was many time obscene than previous one. 

Eid: A festival of delight and harmony

Eid: A festival of delight and harmony

Tauseef Ahmed

 Eid is a festival celebrated all over the world with great enthusiasm. There are two occasions of Eid, Eid-ul-Fitr and Eid-ul-Azha. Former followed by the month of Ramadhan, which is the ninth month in the Islamic calendar. This holy month is associated with fast.

Every religion has its own ways of rituals. Fast is the most common practice among different religions. It is called Wrath in Sanskrit, Upwas in Hindi, Saum in Arabic and Roza in Urdu. Another important feature of Ramazan is that the Holy Quran was revealed on heaven in this month. That is why this book is commonly read among Muslims during this month and also recited in Qayam-ul-Lail, which is known by the name of Taravih. Besides fasts, recitation of Holy book, remembrance of Allah, Muslims perform charity and for all these sort of prayers they got an occasion of merry making which is called Eid.

On the particular day of Eid, Muslims go to Eidgah, an open ground outside the township or in big cities they perform Namaz of Eid in mosques. But before going to Eidgah they have to distribute Fitra.

This is a sort of charity given to poor people in the shape of grain or money so that they may also enjoy the happiness of Eid. For every member of the family either children or elders, Fitra is given. Its quantity is near about two and half kg wheat or its equal amount. Since Fitra is distributed during this occasion, this festival is called as Eid-ul-Fitr.

People perform Namaz and then greet to each other, visit each other’s houses and have a sweet dish specially prepared for this occasion called Sheer Khurma. Eid is a special occasion to celebrate with family, friends and neighbors. The festival also provides an opportunity to make everybody close to us. After Eid, the programmes of Eid-Milan are organized by Muslims to invite the people of different communities so it becomes a medium of social harmony and peace. This festival greatly appeals to children because like their elders they have new clothes, shoes and moreover the got money in the form of Eidee from their elders whom they greet the Salam of Eid.
Different Muslim countries have various traditions with a slight difference the most remarkable characteristic of Indian Eid is its warm and affection created among people. After Namaz-e-Eid Muslims embrace their brethren and greet Eid Mubarak and invite them to their homes for having Sheer Khurma.

Dilon Mein Pyar jagane Ko Eid Aai Hai -- EID - A POEM IN URDU

EID 

A POEM IN URDU 

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Dilon Mein Pyar jagane Ko Eid Aai Hai
Hanso Ke Hansne Hansane Ko Eid Aai Hai


Masarraton Ke Khazane Diye Khuda Ne Hamin 
Tarane Shukr Ke Gane Ko Eid Aai Hai

Mahak Uthi Hai Faza Pairahan Ki Khushbu Se 
Chaman Dilon Ka Khilane Ko Eid Aai Hai
 
Khusha Ke Sheer O Shakar Ho Gaye Gale Mil Kar 
Khuloos -e- Dil Hi Dikhane Ko Eid Aai Hai

Utha do Dosto! Is Dushmani Ko Mahfil Se
Shikayaton Ke Bhulane Ko Eid Aai Hai

Kiya Tha Ahd Ke Khushyan Jahan Mein Banten Ge 
Usi Talab Ke Nibhane Ko Eid Aai Hai

CELEBRATING EID IN A NEW FORM

CELEBRATING EID IN A NEW FORM 
 

BY
  MUHAMMED ASADULLAH 

Now....

 A new form of delight is remaining for us and that is, smiling faces of our children and relatives

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certainly this is our Eid. 

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Last week I saw ten years old Najma asking her mother, “Why don’t this Eid come earlier, I have completed all my preparations, I have purchased clothes, sandals and bangles etc”. It was the middle of Ramzan, the holy month, which is famous for the fast, prayers and charity. At the end of this month Muslims all over the world celebrate the festival of Eid -ul-fitr, which is considered a joyful reward for their fasts and prayers they have performed during the month. 

Every festival is an occasion of merry making and happiness. The same sense is in the word ‘Eid’. Eid-ul-Fitr, the most important festival of Muslims has many common features of celebrations like other festivals, but there are a few peculiarities for having Sheer Khurma and Sewaiyan (vermicelli), special sweet dishes prepared for the occasion, wearing new scented clothes, performing Namaz-e-Eid which most of the people particilarly in villages prefer to go to the out side open ground called Eid Gah, but in cities due to unavailibility of such places muslims perform Namaz in nearest mosques. After namaz they congratulate each other by hugging and shaking hands. 
 A few newspapers publish suppliments consisting many pages of pictures of kids who had performed Roza (fast) during the month of Ramzan. It is strange that most of the poems published in Urdu on Eid have a common notion that depicts the woe of poor people unable to celebrate Eid hole heartedly due to their poverty. The same situation has been described in a couplet of poet Iqbal. He says,
Hilal –e-Eid Hamari Hansi Udata Hai (The crecent of Eid seems to laugh at us)

  In our society we have also seen middle class people facing hard time to cope with the expences of shopping they have to do for the festival. Last week I saw a heap of applications forms for emergent loan before the secretary of Teacher’s co-operative society. 

 A couple of days before, I saw a beggar lady with her children asking my neighbour for some money,” Amma, hamare chhote chhote bachche hain, kuch zakat, fitra dila do.” This is a common scene, particularly in Muslim vicinities during this holy month. Many groups of beggars and charity collectors seem wondering from door to door. Most of them are not really in need but they have adopted this as an occupetion. It is also a fact that there are a number of people who are unable to meet both the ends, their poverty and dire need never Known to public. The people who are enjoying three-figured salary also found disturbed at the occasion of a festival then what about a person who is lying below poverty line .The charity in the month of Ramazan is for these needy people. This Charity called Fitra is compulsery to every Muslim, and it should be handed over to the needy people before going to the namaz of Eid.
Some one had asked Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H.) “What about the person who is unable to give any thing in charity?”

 
She was told that such person should refrain himself from hurting others and perform good deed with his hands, this is charity on his behalf, and if he has no hands, he should advise people for good deeds and in case he is unable to do this too, he should keep silence. It would also be treated charity from him.
 It may be Eid or any festival, these occasions being enjoyed mostly by the children. We have ample sweet memories of such moments in our childhood. Most of us have fade up with these celebrations. New clothes, bright new shoes, sweet dishes and other things have been failed to provide us joy. Still a new form of delight is remaining for us and that is, smiling faces of our children and relatives and certainly this is our Eid. 

  
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They Thought I Was Dead

Story 

By: Muhammad Asadulah 

My parents decided my marriage without consulting me. At this I became angry because I was completely against marriage before completing my education. They brushed aside my objections and selected a girl suitable according to their views.
My friends received this news with a storm of laughter as they were aware of my irritation in the matter.One of my friends informed that the lady who was to be my life partner was made in China. Another said ,’No the girls is made with the collaboration of Afro- Chinese agencies .”
These disparaging comments ,provoked me to pronounce my refusal.

 First of all my father and mother tried to change my mind but then left me alone. They knew me as an obedient son who would not go against their wishes To show my anger I kept mum ,and didn’t touch my meal .

Just after this Asif ,a bosom friend of mine, came to me I received him with a smile on my face .because I didn’t want to inform him what was going in my family . Coincidently his sister’s marriage was also on the way of settlement .some members of a highbrow family had visited his parents and after a deep discussion finalized the terms of marriage. Now they were only waiting for a green signal from Asif.

I asked Asif why he was so nervous .Asif told that a close relative of his friend had other day informed him that the bridegroom was a drunkard and a character less person .He had enquired about him from other sources too and found the information correct .Now they wanted to reject the engagement .Asif had come to me to finalize the draft of the telegram After a long discussion pondering on I pulled out my letter pad and wrote down .
“Sorry, Unable to accept marriage proposal “.
Then we went to the post office where we found some friend just ready to start for a picnic spot near the city .I accompanied them .
Asif returned home after sending the telegram. We could not return till next afternoon ,because our car had broken down .Next day when I reached home I saw a crowd around with some women weeping bitterly .When they saw me they suddenly stopped crying. Someone uttered “Oh he is alive. When my mother saw me ,she embraced me shouting” Mera Bachcha”(My child)tears were rolling down on her cheek, I asked “ What happened ?”

My elder brother came near me and said ‘When you were not seen any where till night. We became apprehensive because you had exchanged hot words with us on the issue of marriage. We checked your bed room where we found a message written on the middle of the letter pad “Sorry, Unable to accept marriage proposal “.
And this morning we read in the paper that a young man clad in safari had killed himself in the night by throwing before a running train. Coincidently you also wore blue safari and had left home in anger .So we……” 

He left his sentence incomplete but I understood the whole drama. 

The real advantage I got from this episode was that my parents did not force their choice on me .

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by

Muhammad Asadullah

Hamdo Sana Usi Ki Jis Ne Jahan Banaya 
Mitti mien Jan Dali , Aarame Jan Banaya

Ghunche Khilaye Us Ne Pholon KoTazgi Di 
Izhare Iltija Ko Hrfo Bayan Banaya.

Pairon Tale Hamare Mamta Bhari Zameen Di 
Mushfiq Sa Apne Sar Par Ik Aasman Banaya  

Raheen Usi Ki Sanat , Samtein Usi Ki Qudrat
 Bakhshe Hain Ham Qadam Bhi Aur Karwan Banaya  

Barbadiyon Mein Rakh Di Amno Aman Ki Soorat 
Ishrat Kadon Ko Us Ne Ibrat Nashan Banaya 

Lafzoon Ki Sari Duniya Us Ki Sana Se Qasir 
Ik Lafze Kun Se Us Ne SaraJahan Banaya  

Pride and Prejudice of Languages

By Muhammad Asadullah

The most important aspect of a language is it’s charismatic power to bind people with each other . .In our day to day life if we want to get some one’s favor, the key to open the door of his heart is to speak in his or her mother tongue. A famous couplet of Persian says, , Zuban-e Yar Mun Turkey Vo Mun Turkey Nami Danum ,Che Khub boode agar boode Zubanash Dar Dhane Mun .

(My beloved’s language is Turkey which I don’t know; how better it would be if I would have her tongue (language) in my mouth.

Languages are not merely a medium of expression but an asset to be boast about. Nations and people always feel proud of their respective language for different reasons. Some on their being sweetest one, some for their literary heritage, other for their sound and vocabulary and there are some ancient languages a matter of pride for the nation. Arabians were so much proud of their skill of oratory and art of speaking, therefore they would call themselves Arab and say rest of the world, ‘Ajam’ means deaf.

When Sarojini Naidu,famous poetess showed her poems to a British writer, he had a strong objection to her on being a creative writer of English ,as he thought it was the only privilege of British.

In Urdu language famous poet Meer Taqi Meer says ,Reekhta Mein Hum Se Gugtagoo Mat Kar ,Yeh Hamari Zuban Hai Pyare (don't try to have a conversation in Reekhta with us as it is our language( Earlier Urdu language had been called Reekhta)

An other Poet Dagh Dehelvi says :Urdu Hai Jis Ka Nam Hum hi Jante Hain Dagh ,Sare Jahan Mein Dhoom Hamari Zuban Ki Hai.(We are ,the only one ,well versed in world famous ,Urdu language)

The history of languages contains a number of similar examples, which shows people exaggerating merit and greatness of their languages and at the same time they degrade others. In fact literary heritage is a matter of pride for a nation as well as for the people associated to it. But, this love and the pride, some times, had given way to the hatred for other languages too. We know that the people of France are against English. In India Southern states have disliking for Hindi. Similar situation is with Urdu and Hindi in U.P., where these two languages are considered rival to each other. The other day, a comment of a scholar, speaking regarding languages, shocked me. He said: the division of states in India is based on languages, we cant ignore this harsh reality that languages had divided our country .

This is a co-incident that we witness both the sides of reality in our society. I meet a number of people whose mother tongue is either Hindi or Marathi, they are eager to learn Urdu, so that they may enjoy the rich literary treasure of Urdu Ghazal directly through it’s original script. The attention for Urdu language may be for its literary characteristic, particularly for the form of Ghazal.
Ghazal is really very much useful for common man as well as for lovers and even for politicians too .It has a number of couplets enable you to express your heart so skillfully and in an artistic manner , It is helpful to contact to the person you want to convey your feelings, which is not possible in plain conversation.

Why Muslim voters avoid voting?

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A question may arise again in the storm of present Loksabha election of India.
One of the reasons may be the bitter experiences the whole community  has gone through after the independence of this country. The voters know that they  have been only used for the selfish motifs of different political parties; no one is really interested in their problems.

I know many people who said that neither had they franchised their vote in the whole life nor they are interested in future too.

I think this is a sort of expression of anger, over present political set up. They have no belief on political parties, as they know that though these political parties look like trees; standing on distance from each other, but their root are connected to each other ,or they will join each other after election on the name of Gat Bandhan, or political alliances, because their ultimate goal is power ,they will get it by hook or crook. 

To elect a political party is not a selection between good and bad because no one is there neat and clean .We have to make selection between corrupt and less corrupt.

Most of the people; we see active in election, Are all of them are pining for the betterment of our country? No .Most of them has their personal interest or problems which they want to solve with the help of ruling party. There are some people  who call their community in the election for opposing particular candidate and vote for him. These candidates know that they will definitely loss this election, still they are fighting, and the only reason behind it is that they want to cut the votes of a party whose opponent had given them money.


Many Muslim ,as I know avoid voting just because they think that whoever will be in power, will  not benifit the country  ,his friends will do nothing to solve problems of  the country and act as corrupt people of the last regime had acted ,so why we should take responsibility to elect bad people.

Still I think, if we don’t use our voting power to stop corrupt people in our country, and the forces which may be a threat for the society and country, so we will be also responsible for not playing our role in this play of social set up. I think we should try our level best to aside the destructive forces, at least at the front of ballot box. 

TO BE A COMMON MAN

 TO BE A COMMON MAN 

Muhammad Asadullah 

I think to be a common man is to be in a position to enjoy a natural and a peaceful life.

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  I think it was a great change in Mr. ‘B’, after his promotion as an in-charge of his department; he would avoid joining the band of his colleague during the lunch break. Perhaps after elevated on a post upper then others, he thought, it was not proper to stand having tea, near a roadside tea stall, with his juniors. At that moment he didn’t remain a common man like others. I have seen many officers and the people enjoying a special status in society, avoid public places and even they don’t intend to meet the people not belonging to their cadre. Such types of people live in their own ivory tower. Mostly, these people are found detached from real life, their gain proves to be at the cost of a loss.



 After a year, an employee who was senior than Mr. ‘R ’, represented himself and replaced at the post of Mr. ‘R’, so he was reverted on his former post and joined us as usual. It doesn’t mean that real joy of a life is only lies in the life style of a common man, but surely it is not in a mess of so many bindings and restrictions. A common man has no need to wear mask neither he has to adopt double standard, which becomes very necessary for celebrities, in this sense, I think, he is closer to life. Perhaps, this is a justice of Almighty God, that when He bestows some privileges to a V.I.P., the man don’t know that his gain has also a supplement of loss on the contrary same position is with the common man that though he has been deprived of those special things, but still he belongs advantages of being a common man.

I don’t know how many people in this world aspire to be a V.I.P., as for as my personal intention is concerned, I have never desired to do so as I think to be a common man is to be in a position to enjoy a natural and a peaceful life .Now a days to remain a common man is not so easy as every individual in our society has been put on a track where the ultimate goal of life is to achieve a place for himself which may provide him an identity and his behavior may suit the life style of our age, and it is sure that this ideal attitude is not of an ordinary man’s behavior. Every age brings its own requirements, and the people living in that particular period mould themselves accordingly.

Poverty in India

The nation, once upon a time, known as the golden bird, enchanted by the slogan Gharibi Hatao, crowned the politicians who coined these word, still repent for its miserable condition. There are certain socio economical as well as political factors responsible for the problem. Though many waters have been flown during the passage of time after independence, in spite of abundant natural resources and the great man power available in this country, inexplicable condition of human life here is a matter of concern for concerning authority, but who cares. 

Some people have an opinion that the ideological back ground of Indian society, a creation of our religious thinking, though it may be created by Hindu, Muslim, Sikh and Buddhist religion, always preferred poverty to prosperity. 

Islam’s concept of ‘’Tassawwuf’’ denounced worldly grandeur and preferred good deeds and charity, “Maya” and “Mitthya” in Hindu Philosophy have same notion ,Gautam Budh ,the Prince of Patliputra had disowned his Kingdom and gone towards forest in search of peace. All these evidences show t wealth hat various religions in our country had always discouraged the, pomp and show , wealth and worldly luxuries.

The accumulation of wealth in some hands was always criticized in our country. Our moral values gave stress on philanthropy and charity. Capitalism was always at stake in our society but the consequences of poverty and unemployment were also ignored, though it is equally dangerous, leading towards corruption followed a number of crimes in our society.

Neither poverty nor prosperity to be blamed for a corrupt society, it depends upon the behavior of people. Individuals in a society must be trained to utilize the resources in hand skillfully and honestly.

It is a tragedy of Indian society our youth are unable to get suitable jobs despite of education, they observe corruption and discrimination and it creates frustration and nervous ness among them. The unrest on this issue among new generation is dangerous for the society and this situation may give way to the chaws and even antagonist a
ttitude. Terrorism in some part of our country is also a reaction of this problem, which should be curbed from grass root level.

An Obscene poster - In present scenario of Lok Sabha Election

 
Muhammad Asadullah



It was during my stay for education in Aurangabad.,my friend Mr. M. was worried about the happenings in our country. Those were the days, people were unsatisfied with their life full of restlessness, and the efforts from present government, to change the state of affair, were doubtful.

M r. M used to advocate a new political party, during the discussion, which would, in his view, better than present one and efficient to solve the problems.

In my opinion the first priority of this politician is power. They are least interested in any change, particularly if it does not yield those benefits they are desirous for. Most of The politicians are in this field for selfish motif. If a person come in this arena with the desire to eradicate all the evils, his colleague will not allow him to do so because they gain all they want from this corrupt atmosphere. If the whole system will be neat and clean, a lot of people will be deprived of their booty.

Still Mr. M. was buoyant with his dream.

It was a fine morning; we were just strolling in a market. We saw a young man standing by a wall scratching a poster; obviously it had been of an English movie.

Mr. M. said,’ I think, he may be a social worker from a party against these dirty things, came in our country with western culture, look! He is not a man, he is my ideal government.’

I was also surprised and pleased to see the effort of a young man to remove obscene posters from wall of our streets.
They next moment he also snatched the transitory pleasure from our faces, as the young man, after removing the poster insert his hand in his bag and took out another new poster and pasted it on the wall. We Bothe stride near him to have a closer view, and to our surprise, the new poster was many time obscene than previous one.

A Terrorist’s Diary

By: Dr.M. Asadullah 

Teaching self-expression to students is not only beneficial for their emotional out -let but also useful to involve them in creative writing. I think so, therefore, at the beginning of every academic session; when new faces, glowing with the shine of ambition, and hearts to follow every path; taking them to wards their dream land and heights of their carrier, appears in my college, as a teacher I suggest them to adopt many activities. Diary writing is one of them.

Some of those students had delighted me by providing proof of their venture. These students, according to my instructions, keep a record of happenings around them, note down important information, couplets, sayings, proverbs, important events from the life of famous personalities, etc. I found it helpful in developing literary test among them as most of these students collect famous Urdu couplets and other literary masterpieces in their diary.

 I recall those days, when I also used to write diary, with same zeal and enthusiasm, but with the passage of time; the life had snatched several things from us, the spirit of storing events on paper is also one of them. Now those moments turned into memories, I found it only in the safe deposit of my diary.

The time when I was passing through many hardships, I was full of tension generated by financial and family problems, at that time; my diary had become a friend of mine. It was a sort of catharsis for me, which was earnestly needed to me, as I was on the threshold of adolescence. The same passages have to travel to those students of same age. I think a diary may extend a helping hand to these people. The things they want to say to some one, and find no one to listen them so the diary plays there a role of “some one”.

 This year, at the beginning of the session, I told my students that a diary may be beneficial to them for personality development, as what ever important information and instructions they have stored in a diary may shape their emotions, thought and elevate their personality. In case of applying all those information’s in speeches and discussion, in day-to-day life, it may help them to appear as an impressive personality in the society.

 Since last few years I have been suggesting diary writing to many students for development of writing skill. But, this year, as many things happening around us are shocking, my suggestion created doubt in a student’s mind was also unusual for me.
When the usage of diary writing was being explained in the classroom, a student stood up and asked: ‘Sir, may I ask a question ’?
‘Yes.” 
“Sir, You have suggested us diary writing for developing language, particularly in our mother tongue, Urdu, but you know, what is going on around us, is it safe to do so?”
“Why? What is wrong in it?”
  “Isn’t it possible, that any one of us writing diary in Urdu, may be caught with this diary and in no time declared a terrorist, as it happens in such cases, and may be encountered.

  I was pale with fear.

I found no satisfactory answer to his doubt. His questions certainly were a pointer to the unsafe times we live in. And more than unsafe, the turbulent emotional thoughts that the people have because of these events going on. For this youngster’s sake and for their creativity to live on, I wish the world is one happy place again. 
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Tera sath paien kahan ye khule par ..Gazal

Ghazal

Muhmmad Asadullah 

Tera sath paien khan ye khule par 

tere aur mere darmiyan ye khule par 

Falaq zaida chaon merne lagi hai 
Simatta hoa aasman ye khule par 

Tilismon ki mari bhatakti nigahen
bhala phir simatte kahan ye khule par

Meri aankh sehra bikharte buton ka 
dishaon ke nauha kunan ye khule par 

Main barge shikasta hoon daste hawa par
faqat mera wahm o guman ye khule par 

Meri manzilen zere aab aa chuki hain 
Le ab noch le aasman ye khule par 
 

TSUNAMI WITH A DIFFERENCE

By:
Muhammad Asadullah



Every disaster occurs in any part of the country. Its waves, sooner or later reach to the other citizens too. The war, earthquake, or any other natural calamity make target to a particular area, but after a very short period, people living in other regions have to share it, either it may be a lion’s share or of an ant.

All such occasions are very important for particular people. Most of them are of political brand, which come forward with helping hands to collect funds. Here we may recall a famous Hindi proverb Dant Bhi Apne, Hont Bhi Apne and you may change it to, Hath Bhi Apna, Pet Bhi Apna. There are a lot of people who are not greedy of money. They have only a thirst of fame. Though their own monetary share has a very small bit, but the procedure provides them an opportunity to collect money for needy people and name or fame for their own account. No doubt our society has a large number of people, who feel others sorrow with depth of their heart and always ready to support others, at the same time there are another type of people who use these opportunities for their own benefit.

Apart from these particular group of people, there are many other agencies prove themselves to be very helpful and beneficial for the victims of such atrocities and the students are one of them. Last week, when I was on the way to my home, on different squares, I saw many groups of students belonging to different schools, collecting funds for the victims of Tsunami. My first impression on seeing this effort was that It was not only helpful for the victims but useful for these students also, as it will arouse a feeling of sympathy among the students and enable them to share the atrocities which had affected a large number of human beings. When we help others, it provides us with a natural ecstasy. This is a unique experiment and our students have to go through it. The people who have never extended a helping hand to others are unaware of this feeling.

The next day when I was about to leave the classroom, the class captain, Guzman approached me. She wanted my permission for collecting money to help a fellow student, Cabaña’s a class teacher I knew that Cabaña belonged to a poor family; She was even unable to pay her school fees also. Her father who was a patient of cancer, after a prolonged treatment, died last month. Guzman informed me about the hardship of her family which was passing through a huge burden of debt. There was no earning hand in her family after the death of her father. Now they are in an unbearable plight. Guzman told me that the students of her class collected some money to help Shabana’s family. After the permission of the principal, I allowed them to do so .It happen with us that we always fell the troubles of the people far away from us and fail to understand the problems of our kith and kin. I was happy that my students not only acknowledged the agony of Tsunami victims but they also felt the Tsunami waves under their feet.

The sympathy and humanity is indeed a part of our teaching. These human values are at the stake in our society. If the educational institutes succeed to inculcate these ideals among the students, it will be indeed a great achievement.

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Memories of a riot ...... Middle

Mohammad Asadullah 

Misunderstandings are due to the false propaganda destroying the peace and unity of our country.

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The lasting influences of any atmosphere on our mind can’t be denied .The framework provided by the happenings around us moulds our emotions too. I acquainted with this fact by a strange incident in my life.

I was,at that time living in a town with my uncle, by profession a businessman, having four shops dealing with different commodities related to the necessities of life, you may call it the life line of the town. The shops adjacent to his home, no other building was as huge as it was in that small town.
It was an enjoyment for me to see natural life in rural area, slow, calm, like a brook, a very simple, honest, far from artificial decorum of city life.One day; Suddenly, a riot broke out and engulfed the peaceful atmosphere of the whole region.
Amidst the thick population of other community, my nucleus’s shops cum house were the only one belonged to our community. We were crazy about our safety. The history of such incidents made me believe that hatred, and madness of communalism turns people into a blind devil and the relations of years lose meanings and the warmth of love with in a moment. Though we were afraid of the hostility of other community, my uncle never bothered about it. He was calm, confident about the intention of his neighbors. He was very popular among the residents of the town for his nobility, and helping nature. Poor people would admire his philanthropy, when ever they need money or any other help he was ready to help them. Due to affection and love for him in the hearts of residents, my uncle never worried about the changing weathers of the town.

The people from out sides were trying to disturb the atmosphere of the vicinity by provoking speeches, so I was anxious about any unpleasant incident, which may occur any time.
  It was the moments before dawn; I woke up hearing uproar in the street. People were shouting loudly, the sound of slapping and beating some one was clear. Different voices being heard: “Maro,Pakdo,Udhar, Udhar Bhaga pakdo ,Are rassi se bandho, pakdo ……

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 It took no time to understand that the riot has taken this village into his grip. I knew that it was the time when uncle would go to Namaz-e Fajr(morning Prayer) and I thought that miscreant Had captured him. There was no other way remained for me, except to go out side to rescue him. I was aware that it was impossible for me to give a fight to a mob still I went ahead. Near the door I found a heavy iron rod .I took it and entered in the balcony realizing 

Those those were the last moments of my life. I confirmed my belief on God by enchanting holy verses.
As I entered in the balcony and peep into the street, to my surprise a strange view made me laugh. There were a number of people around many cattle pushing them to wards kanji house, which was in front of our shops. The uproar was for those cattle to put them in kanji house.

Now, when ever I think about this incident. I feel my self-ashamed that we think about people according to the noises arises in our atmosphere.

Most of them these misunderstandings are due to the false propaganda destroying the peace and unity of our country too.
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laughing poetry

Laughing Poetry
My Choice 

Mirza Galib
Un Ke dekhe Se Jo Aajati Hai Muh Par Raonaq 
Voh Samajhte Hain ke Bimar Ka Hal Achcha Hai 

 The Who Bhi Din Ke Khidmate Ustad Ke Ewaz 
Dil Chahta Tha Hadiyae Dil Pesh Kijiye 
Badla Zamana Aisa ke Ladka Pas Az Sabaq 
Kahta Hai Master Se Ke Bill Pesh Kijiye 
 Allama Iqbal 

Raqeebon Ne Rapat Likhwai Hai Ja Ja Ke Thane Mein 
Ke Akbar Nam Leta Hai Khuda Ka Is Zamane Mein 
Akbar Ilahabadi 

Potta Tirpat hai ,Half Signal Hai 
Munh Pe Chechak Hai ,Sada Sitafal Hai 
Suleman Khateeb 

Biwi Ki Khwahishat , Are bap , kya Karoon
Mange Hai Kainat ,Are bap, Kya Karoon
Nazim Ansari 

Kud Aap Kahna Pad Raha Hai
Pun Ko Pap Kahna Pad Raha Hai
 Khuda Rakhe Ilekshan Ko Salamat
Gadhon Ko Bap Pad Raha Hai
Nazir Khayami

 Chor Aaye Ga To Shar minda Kry Ga Jan Rakh 
Sharm Se Bachne Ko Ghar Mein Qeemti Saman Rakh 
T.V. Par Iqbal Ka Qaumi Tarana Phir Baja 
Phir Kaheen Shayad Hoa Firqa Warano Fasad 
Dilip Singh 

BEATING DRUM OF SEX EDUCATION

By:

  DR. M. ASADULLAH 
 

While using electronic gadgets like mobile, computers, T.V. and even bikes too, I have to take helps of my sons, as they knew how to operate these things and solve the problems in no time. This is not only with me. The people of my age are passing through the same situation and feel that the time is passing with the speed which is not in our control. We are compelled to drag ourselves in a world witch is strange to us, different to the period we were accustomed to. The present time is of new generation and the nature has bestowed these young people, intelligence, skills and all those abilities which are required to cope the problems of present world.

We know that the sexual urge is common among man and animal. The teaching system of nature never failed to train these two species to perform their duties, otherwise some generations would have passed without generating their next generations. In such a situation we advocate imparting sex education to the new generation which is very sharp to under stand each and every thing, it looks like a joke.

The great exposure of sex in media had filled the atmosphere with sex waves in our atmosphere.

A day before, my fiend Mr. ‘S’ told me, “The students whom we intend to educate sex are already in a position to teach you some thing new, these advance learners have no need of such type of education, although, the threat regarding Aids and other abuses may require awareness among them, which we are already teaching through different campaigns, however, separate provision for sex education may be as we are giving a dangerous tool not only in the hands of students but it may be harmful for the irresponsible teachers too. This statement can’t be understood if you are not aware, what is going inside the four walls of our educational institutes.”

Most of the people advocate sex education in school with out knowing its consequences. Now a days it has become a fashion to favor each and every thing newly introduce, so that people may not categories you orthodox.
Sex education is being introduced in schools so that our students may not fall pray of illicit relation and it is a safety measure from dangerous deceases like Aids. I thing the threat may be convey to them, but to tell them whole story is beyond logic. It recalled me another story. Once, before Fridays prayer, a Maulana, a religious orator told the audience, in the mosque that it is against our religion to beat drum in a mosque. 
After prayer ,when he reached home, his wife informed him that she is suffering from a decease since a long time, she had promised God ,if she got rid from that ailment, she would made her husband beat a drum in the mosque on Friday. Maulvi Sahab shocked to know her intention and told her that he had just announced it prohibited, so how is it possible?

His wife started weeping, “You can’t do such a small thing for me!”

 Next week ,before Friday prayer Maulvi Sahab stood for his sermon with a drum in his hands and beat it two or three times .People were astonished to see him .One of them asked Maulvi Sahab , “ last week you had declared that it was prohibited in our religion ,and now you are doing it ?.Maulvi Sahab replied, “last week; I had forgotten to tell you which type of drum beating is prohibited, so I thought, I should give a practical example before you.

I told this story to my friend, Mr.“S.”, so he asked me ,The people want to make sex education compulsory in schools ,are they also suffering from any decease, like Maulvi Sahab’s wife?
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humorous poem Urdu

Naat e Nabi (P.B.U.H.)

Sare Aalam Mein Raoshni Aai Naat e Nabi (P.B.U.H.)

Sare Aalam Mein Raoshni Aai

Naat e Nabi (P.B.U.H.)

By Muhammad Asadullah 

Ilm-o-irfan Ne Bhi Jila Pai 
Ik Mujassam Kitab Utar Aai

Zulmaton Ne Unhi Ke Saye Se 
Sare Aalam Mein Raoshni Pai 

Un Ke Qadmon Ki Eik Aahat Se 
Regzaron Mein Zindagi Aai 

Mit Gaya Tha Nishan Manzil Ka 
Pa Gaye Rah Gumshuda Rahi 

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Naat e Nabi (P.B.U.H.)

Naat e Nabi (P.B.U.H.)

By: Muhammad Asadullah

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Rehmaton ke Nabi Hain Hamae Nabi 
Aap Ki Zindagi ,Raoshni ,Raoshni 

Khwab-e Ghaflat Se Ik Din Jagaya Hamein 
Zindagi Ka Qareena Sikhaya Hamein
Aap hi Ne Khuda Se Milaya Hamein

Hum Ko Kafi Hai Bus Aap Ki Rahbari
 Aap Ki Zindagi ,Raoshni ,Raoshni 

De Gaye Hum Ko Insaniyat KaChalan 
Dushmani Dosti Mein Badalne Ka Fan 
Apne Makil Se Milne Ki Sachchi Lagan

Kaisi Nayab Cheezen Ata Aap Ki
 Aap Ki Zindagi ,Raoshni ,Raoshni 


Zulm O Zulmat Mein Sab Ka Sahara Bane
Illm o Hikmat Ke Dar Va Kiye Aap Ne
Adl o Insaf Zinda Hua Aap Se 

Aap Dunya Mein Haq Ka Payam Aakhri 
Aap Ki Zindagi ,Raoshni ,Raoshni 
,Raoshni ,Raoshni,Raoshni ,Raoshni

Celebrating Eid- e-Milad

Celebrating Eid- e-Milad
Middle
By : Dr. Mohammad Asadullah

My younger son Anas tries to celebrate his birthday twice or thrice in every year. Isn’t it surprising?
Actually he was born on the day which was of Eid.Now he insist to remember the day of Eid and forget the date because in this process he has an advantage of celebrating his birthday on both the the Eids,Eid- ul- fitr and Eid-ul Azha. As, within a year, these two festivals are most important all over the world for Muslims.
As far as his birthday which falls in the month of March,who may stop him to celebrate it .Though ,I always try to convey him the tradition of our religion that we don’t believe in celebrating our birth day. Every year when we have our birth day, it indicates us that a precious time span; consist of one year; has been deducted from our age ,as every human being has its fixed quota of not only days but moments too. He says to me Abbu, you are right,I also don’t believe in this ,but still what is wrong to have some celebration just to remember it and definitely this is last celebration , I shall not celebrate it next year.
This year Anas is a student of standard eighth. He has begun to understand the content of a Calendar. Yesterday, he turned the page of April and jump with delight telling me, Abbu, there is another Eid this month, Yahoo, My third birthday. After going through the Calendar tried to appease him by saying that
Actually this is not an Eid. We don’t celebrate it like other festivals.


“Not even as my birthday? His humorous remark made me laugh .Then I tried to explain him that the Eid-e-Milad –Un-Nabi which is falling this year on 1st April is celebrated as the birth day of Prophet Mohammad(P.B.U.H.)
though, a bigger group of Muslims community, well aware of Islamic Tradition and teachings in this regard ,doesn’t believe in any type of birthday celebrations and take it against the true spirit of their religion.
As a personal matter, social atmosphere compelled me, sometimes to allow my children to celebrate their birthdays, but at the same time I had convinced them that these things are just for timely enjoyment. We don’t believe in it. Consequently my elder children had given up these celebrations during last few years.
For a long time, after the death of Prophet Mohmmad(P.B.U.H.) no one knew this festival. This celebration is recent one started during a couple of centuries, Since, most religions celebrate the birthday of their religious leaders, some people says that it is an imitation of these religions. There are so many non- Islamic rituals, performed in our country as a part of imitation.
Thus the brighter part of such ceremonies might be used to make it as a medium to communicate the valuable thoughts, teachings and the great deeds of Prophet Mohmmad(P.B.U.H.) His life and the values he had taught to the people are still useful for humanity. His deeds and comments is like a light house for the whole world, wondering in the darkness of ignorance ,terror and hatred ,but it is seen ,most celebrations served no purpose beyond taking processions and rising slogans .
Once I asked one of the organizers of such procession, What do you want to serve by this? He replied “We want to demonstrate our majority.” I tried to explain him that it is against the true Islamic sprit. Majority or minority has nothing to do with obeying Al-mighty creator. Holy Quran had also condemn this trend by reminding in one of its verse that many times a small group of people had defeated the group which was proud of being in majority .

,a s they were at that time, During the Battle of Ohad , a war in Arab, the defeat of Muslims was interpreted as a lesson from Allah

Pride and prejudice of Languages

Pride and prejudice of Languages
Middle
Dr. MUHAMMAD ASADULLAH
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        The most important aspect of a language is its charismatic power to bind people with each other. .In our day to day life if we want to get some one’s favor, the key to open the door of his heart is to speak in his or her mother tongue. A famous couplet of Persian says,

, Zuban-e Yar Mun Turkey Vo Mun Turkey Nami Danum ,Che Khub boode agar boode Zubanash Dar Dhane Mun .
(My beloved’s language is Turkey which I don’t know; how better it would be if I would have her tongue (language) in my mouth.

         Languages are not merely a medium of expression but an asset to be boasted about. Nations and people always feel proud of their respective language for different reasons. Some on their being sweetest one, some for their literary heritage, other for their sound and vocabulary and there are some ancient languages a matter of pride for the nation. Arabians were so much proud of their skill of oratory and art of speaking; therefore they would call themselves Arab and say rest of the world, ‘Ajam’ means dumb.
When Sarojini Naidu,famous poetess showed her poems to a British writer, he had a strong objection to her on being a creative writer of English ,as he thought it was the only privilege of British.

In Urdu language famous poet Meer Taqi Meer says,

            Reekhta Mein Hum Se Gugtagoo Mat Kar ,

            Yeh Hamari Zuban Hai Pyare.

(don't try to have a conversation in Reekhta with us as it is our language( Earlier Urdu language had been called Reekhta)

      An other Poet Dagh Dehelvi says :

                 Urdu Hai Jis Ka Nam Hum hi Jante Hain Dagh ,

                 Sare Jahan Mein Dhoom Hamari Zuban Ki Hai.

(We are ,the only one ,well versed in world famous ,Urdu language)

           The history of languages contains a number of similar examples, which shows people exaggerating merit and greatness of their languages and at the same time they degrade others. In fact literary heritage is a matter of pride for a nation as well as for the people associated to it. But, this love and the pride, some times, had given way to the hatred for other languages too. We know that the people of France are against English. In India Southern states have disliking for Hindi. Similar situation is with Urdu and Hindi in U.P., where these two languages are considered rival to each other. The other day; a comment of a scholar, speaking regarding languages, shocked me. He said: the division of states in India is based on languages; we can’t ignore this harsh reality that languages had divided our country.

 
                 This is a co-incident that we witness both the sides of reality in our society. I meet a number of people whose mother tongue is either Hindi or Marathi, they are eager to learn Urdu, so that they may enjoy the rich literary treasure of Urdu Ghazal directly through its original script. The attention for Urdu language may be for its literary characteristic, particularly for the form of Ghazal. Ghazal is really very much useful for common man as well as for lovers and even for politicians too .It has a number of couplets enable you to express your heart so skillfully and in an artistic manner, It is helpful to contact to the person you want to convey your feelings, which is not possible in plain conversation.
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