I have been moved from here.

For some reasons,  I have been moved to http://rebellionthoughts.blogspot.com/ . I love this blog alot. I would not completely stop posting here. It would remain my very personal blog forever.

So people who visit me here, do check my other blog.

Cya there 🙂

Private channels are searching for you

Few years back, we had only one TV channel i.e. PTV which I call (Purana Television). How much we were content and happy with it. No live and quick coverage, no frequent news bulletins, no tension at all. Enchanting dramas, classy music, cheerful sitcoms, we are left with their memories only. Despite biased news and political talk shows, every thing was going really good.

Then suddenly, we are attacked with uncontrollable TV channels. At this moment, we are having 64 private TV channels. This flood took all types of standard with it. Keep the few channels aside, I get irritated with the low standard transmission of these channels. Their pathetic dramas, deadly boring sitcoms, unbearable news reporters and hosts, technical blunders, poor camera work and repeated reporting, what they are heading for? There are many channels which are failed to make themselves upto the mark even after spending Rs. 5 million for a licence.

Despite all this, there is one positive impact that these channels have left and are leaving on our society i.e. increase in employment. From peon to executives, from studio boys to directors, from actors to producers, these have absorbed much more unemployed personnels. All the guys who were used to stand at the corners of their streets could be found suited booted now as news reporters and anchors on all of these channels. I hear that some of the channels help new comers in improving their accent and looks. These channels are helping in employment creation and polishing our youth. So don’t worry if you don’t have graduate degree, fluency in Urdu and English or even ordinary looks, you have an opportunity to try yourself in these channels.

And I could only pray that these channels would surely have a better off after inducting a potential person like you. Hope for the best.

What is your sect?

 

“Young generation is getting closer to the religion than their parents were. They think more logically and practically. They practice religion in its pure meaning” This is what I usually hear from elders. A question always arises in my mind, is it really true or just a fallacy?   

My parents think that their kids are more religious than they were at the same age. My father says that he learns many new things even about religion from his children. It’s not the only thinking of my parents, my uncles, aunties my parents’ friends share same thinking about their children.   

Apparently, it is good to learn that new generation is inclined to Islam. But there are always two sides of the same coin.   

People think that it was the 9/11 which had started the surge towards religion. Or some say it’s a new fashion or it’s the boredom towards the materialistic world or it might be the only thing which can help them to digest their failures and depression. Whatever the reason is, it is true that people of all ages (not only young) are coming towards religion excessively.   

Now what happens usually, we decide one day to start understanding our religion. Instead of consulting Holy Quran and Sunnah (PBUH) first, we try to find out any scholar or preacher who can elaborate religion for us. Here comes the reason behind the creation of different sects for which I am writing this Buzz.   

People keep indulge in the interpretations of different scholars and Imams. I do not know much about scholars and Imams but what I know is the Quran and Sunnah that preach the brotherhood among Muslim Ummah. How does information come to us; from Molvis—-Scholars/Ulemahs—Imams—Ahadieth/Sunnah—-Quran. It’s a channel which we follow. I call it a vicious circle in which we remain trapped our whole life. Our source of information should start from Quran but many times Quran is left far behind.   

I noticed many new Mudarrssahs around which are increasing rapidly. I am not accusing any Mudarrssah for any vested interest. It is good to have Islamic centers where we can go freely and ask for Islamic knowledge and guidance. Here, I am only concerned about the distorted religion which some of the Mudarrassahs are spreading. You call it my lack of information that I do not know those Mudarrassahs which are serving in real terms.   

From last few months, I am observing some of the Mudrassahs and their students very closely. I am amazed to notice how exceptionally and intensively the sect culture is growing day by day. It is unfortunate to know how proudly they pronounce their sect not their religion Islam.  Have you ever visited any Mudarrassah? I would suggest you should try once. If anyone tries to enter these Mudarrssahs, they would ask you first; ‘Who has referred you here? ‘What’s your sect’? You would not be allowed to enter if you do not belong to their sect. You would be warmly welcomed if you do not follow any specific sect or if you do not have much knowledge of these sects. People with lesser knowledge are easy to be brainwashed. These Ullemahs with their half-baked knowledge trap people especially young and do such an excellent brainwash that these people start considering themselves correct and all others Kaffir. Young generation is the real target.   

Many times I get speechless when some one asks me suddenly in any discussion ‘What’s your sect’? I usually reply ‘I am Muslim and I follow Quran and Sunnah’. They insist ‘We do follow but which sect or belief do you follow to understand Quran and Sunnah’? My question to all remains; ‘Do our beloved Prophet (PBUH) has ever mentioned any sect he belongs to’? And I am called an astrayed Muslim. I know these people call me Kaffir in their hearts too. Some of the Imams and scholars have divided us and their followers are making it more intense.

  

My brothers and cousins tell me often how these Islami brothers/sisters try to convince them about their sects and invite them passionately to come to their Mudarrassahs. They insist to visit them just for once. And when some one enters once he cannot leave them ever. I have been also told that some of sects have prepared some books on specific topics of Quran. They insist people to read and understand these books only as Quran is not understandable to everyone.   

Allah says “And We have indeed made the Qur’an easy to understand and remember: then is there any that will receive admonition?” (Al Qur’an 54:17,22,32,40).   

They have forgot the meaning of this Ayah. They have created a distance between Quran and us. It’s in our nature that we cannot stay away from Holy Quran for a long time. We starve to ending this distance and in this struggle these so called Ullemahs fill the gap with their own beliefs and sects and divert our struggle far from the real Islam.   

I do not negate the role of Islamic scholars but we should try to understand Quran first, if we do not get clear on any topic, Ahadeith and Sunnah are here to guide us. And if we remain unclear on any point, then we should consult interpretations of those Imams and Ullemahs whose preachings are close to Quran and Ahadieth.   

In such discussions, my father advises me often ’Do not hesitate to consult any Imam and Ullemah. Do not think that these scholars would take you towards the opposite path. Listen all but do whatever your heart says. Allah has put an alarm in our body in form of heart which would automatically tell you what’s wrong and what’s right’.

I am not refraining anyone from going to Mudarrassahs. My point is that we should consult Quran and Ahadieth first before going anywhere. Make yourself clear on basic beliefs. I am sorry to observe that some of these Mudarrasahs are distorting our fundamental beliefs. Try to understand the real spirit of Islam. Islam does not divide us into categories or sects. These sects have no right to consider everyone inferior who does not belong to them. It is only Taqwah which categorizes us. I respect all the Imams and great scholars of Islam. May Allah reward all of them. But I feel no respect for those who distort their real preachings and divide Muslim Ummah into subcategories like Hinduism. 

So just keep your alarm activated while visiting Mudarrasahs or any scholar.

Chinese – A humble Nation

Few days back, I went to hospital for some tests. When I came out of hospital, I saw a Chinese standing on a bus stop, which was just in front of hospital. He threw a familiar glance at me but I didn’t understand whether I met him before or not.

Anyhow I went on my way and I saw him catching a very over crowded bus. I reached my office after some shopping. When I was walking to the office, suddenly some one ran behind me calling;’ Excuse me ma’am’. Oh that was the same Chinese with a smile. He went on:

 

He: Assalaum Alaikum
I was shocked and couldn’t reply for sometime. He started walking with me to the office.
He:” mauf kijiay ga aap tu shaid mijhay nai janti lekin mai nay apko dekha hai yahan”.
Another shock, he was speaking Urdu fluently. We got into the elevator. He quickly pressed the button of my floor.
He: “aapka department issi floor par hai naa”?
I nodded. I don’t remember any suicide attack by any Chinese, so I was at ease.
I: Sorry mai nay aapko pehchana nai”?
He: That’s alright. I can understand that there are so many people visiting here regularly. How could you know all of them? I actually come often here. I saw you working here. Today I have a meeting with Mr……..(one of my most senior colleagues).

He was constantly smiling. I do not like those who smile while talking. His obliging smile was irritating me. Then he lowered his gaze and did not say any thing further. I think he knew that I was constantly watching him. We can never guess about the age of Chinese people. They look ever young. He was wearing faded jeans which I thought was blue when it was bought. His dress shirt was also very clumsy. The most attention grabbing thing were his joggers. Oh my God they were dusty and seemed very old. He was not carrying any things (diary or file) and he had come to attend a meeting. I thought he might be my boss’ friend. After two hours meeting, he waved me and went out of the department.

I called my colleague for taking the whereabouts of that Chinese. He told me that he is among the largest exporters of garments to the world. He started his company from scrap and now he has developed it like an empire. He is dealing with more than 20 countries and now he is going to set up a factory in Pakistan. That’s enough for me to be shocked. He doesn’t look like a big businessman. He was very humble in all his gestures. I do not believe that a big businessman can travel through a local bus.

What about the Pakistani businessmen? Before setting up their business, they consider it obligatory to have a big bungalow and few gigantic cars. They think that expensive suiting would show their status and position. They do not leave any opportunity where they can show off their wealth. Humbleness, forget about it. With the money that they extravagantly spend on their so-called status could be better used in expanding their business but who can tell them.

We have a close liaison with Chinese businessmen. They walk and work freely in our office. Some times I doubt that they are employed here. They are very gentle and kind irrespective of their business status. Their humility, hardworking and sincerity to work are the keys to their success.

A Farewell

Peeping in every few minutes

My precious still there

The world beckons for her

And I know she cannot remain

That bed will be empty

The room for once tidy

The rituals will have to change

Her scent, though it may linger

But it too will dissipate

Last loving glance

At sleeping beauty

Suddenly she seems changed

No longer as childlike as I recall

My child nonetheless

Who will protect her

How will I tame my instincts

Fear may engulf her heart

But mine feels torn apart

How will life go on

Who will I live for

Who will I care for

Who will I worry for

The Lord giveth 

And the world taketh away

(From KKT)

Last walk!

But this walk

in the  crown jewel

with mother and  father  

this path

this alley

the valley awash in green

lush 

the steps so retraced

a million times

the clobber by the roadside

the signboards

the turns

the faces familiar

the shadows so known

no fear touched the heart

no fear seemed near

nothing forlorn 

the garden lit outside

with myriads of hopes

beckons and calls

and I wish to cling on

to the post of my bed

and shake my head

so familiar is the floor

so  dear each door

O my walk in the crown jewel

O Mother!

O Father! 

(From “Iola”. May Allah bless you with all you want. Yes yes I would pray for you whenever I remember you).

MashaAllah! I do look good even without neck :D

Vice President gave me a shield. On right, is one and only Ms Chairperson of this Committee. I think and wish that she would not give this Committee to me next year ;p. No no I did not tease her at her level.

The Second Day-November 5, 2008

Next day was also good. In the first session, attendance of participants was quite good but it came down in the second session. All remaining presentations were made on second day. Trade Development Authority of Pakistan (TDAP), ARY Global Gallery Dubai, SME Bank and Business Support Fund (BSF). All presenters were good. But they were complaining about attendance. It seems that I was the only responsible for this shortfall in participants. had ho gai mai kiya baandh leti logun ko chairs k saath. banda khus aisa interest paida karta presentation mai logu k log ja hi naa saktay sab mera kasoor hai

Anyways, I tried hard to nicely manage the last day as well. And you know what Madam Chairperson called me and emraced me and said; “well done beta”. 😮 surprise no shocked. All the time she remained against my working style now; “Both days were excellently managed” she proceeded and I was about to faint. I tell you she was impressed by me 🙂 apna asar hi aisa hai

She told me that she had made a blunder yesterday’s inaugural ceremony as she did not invite the Chief Guest, who was Director of TDAP, for the speech and she announced Vote of Thank right after VP’s speech ……ahahaha…..I laughed alot. I told her that I was thinking at that time that he was not ready for the speech. Thank God I did not make this blunder.

Anyhow, that was the last project of this year and mashaAllah it happened to a success for me. Thank you Allah Ta’ala ge ….love you God.

My Project is executed today.

After three months tiring efforts, Program has started today. That would be my last Event of the year, I hope .

First day was really good. Crowd was targeted. I think that’s enough number of people to deal with. Program is sponsored by TDAP, SME Bank and ARY Group. One presentation was made today by Badar Khushnooe country Consultant Google Pakistan. Participants remeined interested in his presentation till the end. Program was well managed. I tried not to revise my last mistakes and mismanagements. I was more relaxed today than my last Event. Let’s see what Chairperson would response towards it. The most thing of today was, Af was absent and Chairperson called me up to collect Resource Centre’s shield…..ahahaha…..em sure mijhay kacha chaba jaye gi jab sunay gi tu 🙂 would post the pic soon

Tomorrow is the second and the last day. TDAP, ARY Group, SME Bank and Business Support Fund would give presentations tomorrow. People are eager to attend the second day too.

I got tired. My damn high heels made me sick 😡 so I put my flat chappal on. I dont know how gals are used to high heels. But I am confident that I would one day learn how to handle them.

I am very tired today. But em more eager to welcom the tomorrow 🙂

Apu’s wedding Aniversary

Well well well I am damn busy but I cannot leave this moment unsaid. That was a most memorable and most beautiful moment when my favourite person was announed to be included in our family. November 1, 1999, Apu and demmi bhai got married.

Before and after wearing glasses

 Isn’t she look good? 🙂 

This is Zaima, Uj’s daughter, my cousin and close friend. She is almost three years old. She could not speak clear but she does not bother and keeps talking with you whether you understand her or not. She is very active and sharp baby. I call her ‘Phirky’.

I remained embarrassed the whole day :/

I swear that’s not only my fault. He and Chairperson were also responsible.

Ok now the story. As I have mentioned before that I am organizing a Program on business support services. In this regard, I contacted Care International Org asking them for their participation. I tried my best to trace the resource person but couldn’t. They told me that they would contact further. But did not contact me so I thought they are not interested. That’s not my habit to beg others for participation. Chairperson can force them but I couldn’t. I closed their chapter at my end.

now the chairperson constantly remained in contact with that resource person and insisted him to attend the event without my knowledge.

Anyhow, she has rescheduled the date of the program to first week of November. I informed all the interested participants. I had plan to extend a general invitation to all others. yes yes I informed the interested ones and i did not inform HIM. Chairperson did not inform him too. And he the stupid man came all the way from Islamabad to attend the event on previous date. He came to me and asked pleasantly’ what’s the program’? I was like what? which one? where? I took him to the separate meeting room and briefed him about the recent situation. In a separate room as if he wanted to shout at me, no body can hear. I was really ambarrassed and appologized more than ten times. He was also ambarrassed as he should confirm before leaving his place. He called chairperson in my presence. He was looking at me like he wanted me to leave him alone but I did not. I know if I whould have left him he would have surely complained against me. I kept a strict eye on him thats why he had to talk to her carefully.

For most of the time, I do not give much time to my visitors. But I gave him more than an hour. He told me that he was in Kabul and now their org is in process to start a program regarding development of women entrepreneurs with the coordination of USAID. He was called USAID as USA id while we call it US Aid. Dont know what’s the real word but one is the same thing.

I toldhim how much I know about women entrepreneurs and how much I am eager to promote them…….hahahaha…….yea I am becoming little clever na. He seemed very impressed with my emotional speaches and I acted fully to be an emotional pie. ;p

I showed him our whole office from basement to 4rth floor. He was quite impressed. He left after an hour with taking my promise that I would help him whatever he needs in launching his program. I will 🙂

Whatever’s fault it is, I was emabarrassed and my attitude towards him was like compensation my others fault. That’s not my fault. He should confirm the program before coming to lahore. bughtay ab by air ticket ka kharcha. And she, the chairperson, why didn’t she told him about the new date if whe really wanted him to be here at the Event? She and He are both responsible. I am absolutely innocent.

T and u were kidding me that he would have killed you if were a male. So thank you God for making girl 🙂

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Let me cry please!

I am fully trapped and over burdened in these days. I could not understand to which task I should give more preference. Article on Trade Deficit of Pakistan is important and urgent according to Director as it should be published on website until 1st November. The Open Day Program needs my complete attention and focuss and emergent preference according to the Chairperson (bad demag aurat). Analysis of Investment Policy of Pakistan is a crucial project and it’s a matter of my survival in this Org according to K (She’s right). GS would complain agains me to the President, if he does not get the minutes of Cottage Industry by today. J has prepared such poor poor minutes. His anrezi is damd bad even than mine. SMEDA and TDAP need their letter before their next breath.

Trapped, trapped, fully trapped 😦

After a long long time, I met her :)

Yeah that was a surprise for me. On monday morning, we was just busy in make a extract of major market and economic news, the routine work, Suddenly I saw a lady entered in our department holding a sleeping baby in her arms. I threw a glance, then moved to screen again. A though stroke my mind; I had seen her somewhere’.  Oh It was Shm. I was in mixed feelings of shocked and happiness. It was after more than five year that we saw each other. Her little baby gal was so cute. She kept sleeping and did not wake up on my pinching.

It was another surprise that Anaya (baby’s name) is her third child. My God, 5 years of marriage and three kids. But she was totally at peace. I know she is expert in baby sitting. She looked after her younger siblings very well.

Hey Shm! I admit that many times I tried to breakup with you for some reasons. But meeting with you on monday tols me how much I missed your smiles, your gossips, your fazool jokes, etc etc. Love you yar!

She was shocked to see me. Calling me ‘aray tu tu janati lag rahi hai, kitna noor aa gaya hai teray chehray par after wearing scarf’….. hahaha you and your explanations. She told me that i am getting much weaker than before. She didn’t change but yeah she looks mommy mommy now.

When she  met Ta and Um, I realized that I should not call them here as shm told them many secrets of mine….one of them was that I was called ‘Chota Don’ in college. hahaha I laughed alot to remind k mai kiya kiya karti rahi hoon college life mai ya Allah I felt really ashed to think that I did not bother to observe veil. That’s very bad and I thank God that I have started it now.  We recalled our Physical Education’s clas the only class which was fun for us.

She left soon as her husband is having fracture in his leg and he is on sticks nowadays. We departed with the promise that we would have a lunch soon with all of her brood.