Posts Tagged ‘hunger’
Chaah miti, chinta miti, manwa beparwaah
Jisko kuch nahi chahiye, woh Shahenshah
If desires perish so does fear and heart’s calm
One who is free of wants is as king of all realms
Kabeer mun nirmal bhaya jaisay ganga neer
Paachhe paachhe har phiray kahat Kabeer Kabeer
Kabir’s heart is pure and flowing like water
Following him in trance; calling, Kabir, Kabir
Maangan maran samaan hai, mut koi maangay bheek
Maangan say marna bhala yeh sat guru ki seekh
To beg is to perish, don’t disgrace thyself
It’s better to die than to dishonor oneself
Jeevat samjhe jeevat bujhay, jeevat hi karo aas,
Jeevat karam ki phaans na kaati, moye mukti ki aas.
Life’s a delight, live and be flourishing
Sustain life’s grief, be kind and striving
Be virtuous to be rewarded in hereafter
Otherwise hope not for heaven hereafter
Jaati na poocho saadhu ki, pooch lijiye gyaan
Mol karo talwar ki padi rehen do miyaan.
Never enquire belief of the religious master
Value upright character overlook behavior
Bada hua to kya hua jaisay paid khajoor,
Panthi ko chhaya nahin, phal laagen ati door.
To get big honors is not worth as tree of dates
As no shed for traveler and out of reach of dates
Kaal karay so aaj kar, aaj karay so ab,
Pal mein pralay hogayi, bahuri karogay kab
What’s to be done tomorrow, do it today or do now?
If time’s wasted; when will you get it done and how
Chalti chakki dekh kay diya Kabira roay
Doi paatan kay beech mein sabut bacha na koay
Kabir’s light wept, seeing grindstone crush
Between two stones nothing rests unbrushed
Bura jo dekahn mein chala, bura na milya koi,
Jo mun khoja aapna to mujh say bura na koi
When I wandered to find evil, found none
When examined myself, it was me, the one
Kabira Khada bazaar mein maange sub ki khair
Na kahu say dosti na kahu say bair.
Standing in a bazaar, Kabir wishes all well
It’s not enmity nor amity, just wishing well
Saayin itna deejiye jaa mein kutumb samaaye,
Main bhi bhookha na rahoon, saadhu na bhookha jaaye
O God! provide as much as I can feed my clan
So that neither I fast, nor others hungry remain
When the disaster invade our adversity
The second time; a team from faraway land
Came to our refugee camp to help us
They were disheartened to see our despair
They bought rice from the local market
They bought quality rice at max cost
Gave us without any media coverage
The security guards provide to them
Were watching casually their kind deed
When those angels in disguise left us
The guards violently grabbed the rice bags
But no media coverage, no news published!
Later arrived the aristocrats of our country
They had hunger eradicator sweets for us
The squad asked to chant slogan in their favor
When our throat became dry and parched
They distributed candies to us on behalf of BB
The DSN vans were brought for 25000 each
To pay for photos session, slogan and candies
Media and press were happy for their share
We looked energetic and blissful in photos
Millions of mega pixels showed us grateful
Stone hard candies remained solid in mouth
Until last click and closing of the last camera
Posted February 19, 2015on:
If we remove the first letter ‘T’ from terrorist then remains ‘error’
Error represents, mistake, fear, fault, blunder, slip, miscalculation and terror means almost the same, fright, shock, dread, alarm, panic
Hence a terrorist the end result of all synonyms mentioned above.
Why does anyone become a terrorist????????
The deprived, neglected, unprivileged, discarded, disowned, hungry, addicted absolute meager people uneducated when fail to feed their children and life becomes unbearable they turn to criminal acts. When degree holders fail to get jobs and go home with shattered dreams and chapped lips and burning desire of food they turn to it
When children kidnapped for ransom and brutally handled and forced to be paid a big amount to their dying ill mother or dying hungry family they become suicide bombers. A child is born innocent. No matter which family, religion color or cast he belongs too—– so it’s unkind and hurting to point out blaming any religion or anyone a terrorist. Satan has no religion———-all these wrong doers are not human beings either– —they will be severely punished by the Creator
Do not break heart or insult anyone I beg. If I’m not a terrorist I may be a victim of it. And one thing more I would like to say. Only the poor hungry deprived are not terrorists—–they are being used by the rich and top notches, sitting on the throne and abusing them for their own purposes
I pity the wrong doers. What situation they may be to risk their life to kill so many
They also have families, mother, children, loving wife, and sincere sister caring brother, their pet animals, their hobbies their favorite music, places and all pleases every common man
I wish they are guided they are loved, they are respected to respect and care for their fellow beings to cherish life
There is hence some ERROR that makes terrorist
I don’t know but I have sympathy for the killed and the killers. I look down while walking so I may not step on an ant—-how can one risk his life and kill others———- O’ Lord of the lords, please forgive us and protect us—–ameen amen ameen
A sahabi ( friend of Prophet Muhammad (p.b.u.h) came to him and complained of of hunger and distress.Just then, Muhammad (p.b.u.h) had nothing in hand or in his home to feed him. He asked his friends if anyone would keep him ass a guest for the night on his (p.b.u.h) behalf. one of his friends agreed willingly to be the guests host.
He then took that person to his home and instructed his wife; “Look here, this man is guest of Muhammad (p.b.u.h). We will entertain him as best as we can and wont spare anything in doing so” The wife replied; “By Allah! I have got no food in the house, except a very little——something just enough for the children.”
The Ansari or the host said: “You put the children to sleep without feeding them, while I sit with the guest over the small meal. When we start eating, put out the lamp pretending to set it right, so that the guest may not get aware of my not sharing the meal with him. He didn’t partake at all of the food, though his hands and jaws seemed and felt working all right”
This sacrifice is true and sincere love for others
The scheme worked out as planned. The whole family slept hungry to enable the gust to eat his fill. It was this incident that Almighty revealed the ayah
meaning; They prefer others above themselves, even though poverty become their lot. Surah Al-Hashr ayah 9
A story of brains, common sense and presence of mind
It’s a long time back story when people led simple life and helped each other.
Amina was a teacher. After her retirement she planned to see the places she had taught in class for so many years. She went from one place to another and enjoyed to see the important sightseeing spots. It took her months as she walked on foot by and large.
She reached a small village Spin Kali in north of Pakistan. By the time she got there, she had finished all her money.
She had not eaten anything for 3 days so was very hungry. She had a small cooking pot that she carried with her everywhere. She cooked in it, ate from it and drank water from it. It was a multi-use pot. It was time she didn’t know how to kill her hunger.
She was a teacher—-so had brains and common sense both! Teacher is always a teacher!
Some passersby saw an old unfamiliar lady making a fire.
Without taking any notice of them, she put some water in the cooking pot from the nearby lagoon. Then she put some weeds and pebbles in the pot. The villagers who had seen her build a fire saw her cooking something while going back home. They stopped and asked her who she was and what was she cooking.
She replied politely; “I am making soup of pebbles and herbs. This soup keeps young and energetic driving old age away.” She further said that; “it’s an ancient tasty recipe passed down to her from her ancestors.” Amina then dropped in a smooth, round white stone she had in her pocket into the pot.
Amina told the villagers stories of her travels and the exciting things she’d seen. As the soup warmed, tasting the soup told them that it was coming along nicely, but, “a bit of salt would bring out the taste.” One curious villager went into her home and returned with some salt for the soup.
A few more villagers stopped by to see what was going on. She asked for some carrots, onion or veggies to add to the already delicious soup. So, another villager brought handful of peas, carrots garlic and tomatoes to her.
Hearing about a weird lady making a special soup developed interest and excitement among people of that village. Amina’s outlandish stories fascinated the simple villagers. Step by step Amina made them bring some meat, potatoes to make the soup more nutritious.
Finally, the soup was ready and everyone enjoyed the tasty meal prepared for them from just pebbles, weeds, veggies, meat and other items. Thus she herself enjoyed the soup along with others.
Her stories and common sense made people friends with her. They welcomed her to stay as long as she wanted to in their village. She stayed there till she breathed her last. She educated children and adults. She groomed their personalities. She also opened a school for children under a huge ancient tree. The name of the school was decided and chosen by all students and teachers. Our Future
she changed the outlook of the village and brought productive changes. She also educated the women and taught them many skills to live, love life respectfully. She’s still remembered with great respect and love
Working together, with each of us contributing a bit, we can be successful.