Posts Tagged ‘integrity’
Tribute to motherland
Posted on: March 23, 2016
Divine morn, vibrant spring, firm loyalty
Mark of victory, grace, and sign of dignity
The moon, light, the Sun, flora, the beauty
Solely engulfed; every lane in love of loyalty
At times its just land, at times akin to sky
The great land is precious to me as mother
It’s lighted, wide and spacious like audacity
It has valor, vim and vigor, and vital gaiety
The rain, the gale raises its glory’s vanity
Time passes with pride and drives each day
Nature’s divine call echoes in all directions
This great land is precious to me as mother
This land was founded on the ideology of equality
Where on earth is such land of pious integrity?
Fragrant twilight rests and glorious morn rises
History speaks of its chivalry, gallant nobility
I’ll devote self to defend till I breathe my last
This great land is precious to me akin mother
Composed in Urdu by Razia Subhan
Integrity is virtue
Posted on: September 16, 2014
integrity is virtue
It was a cold and windy night. We friends met after a long time and were chatting for hours in a restaurant. We did not notice that time flew away and it was close to ten. We decided to take an auto rickshaw to go back home.
It started raining and we hurried to get into an auto rickshaw and reach our place. None of the auto rickshaws stopped for us, except one.
The driver asked us where we wanted to go and we told the place. Without a single word about fare, he said, ‘please get in!’
It was so cold and heavy shower of rain made it chillier so we at once got in the rickshaw
However we thanked the kind driver for stopping for us when no other rickshaw or taxi did.
The driver asked us where we wanted to go and we told the place. Without talking anything about the fare he started to move.
Since it was very cold, so I asked Rehman (the driver) to stop and have a cup of tea with us when we got home.
He refused. I insisted him to take a cup as it was very cold.
He refused again.
My friend asked, ‘Do you mind having tea with us?’
Driver Rehman replied, ‘Thank you sir, but I’m sorry I don’t feel like having tea now.’
My friend asked, ‘Do you have any habit that you won’t eat outside?’
Rehman said, ‘No!’
My friend became angry on him, ‘You think we are not equal to share a cup of tea with you?’
I was really surprised at his behavior and asked my friend not to compel him.
I was inquisitive to know the reason so I stopped him. Then what he said was heartbreaking.
He said in a very low tone. ‘Sir, my son passed away in an accident today. I don’t have enough money for his funeral. How can I drink tea or eat anything? I don’t feel the cold, rain or hunger. My heart is burning of grief. Will you please excuse me and let me go. I have to make money. If I get two or three more customers I can get enough to meet my expenses of funeral.’
We friends were stunned and so much moved, so offered him to bear the expenses but he refused politely but firmly.
He said, ’Thank you for your generosity. I don’t want to bury my son with charity money. I believe that Allah will help me. I will earn it before dawn.’
He could have charged us double or triple the amount like other common rickshaw drivers in the middle of the night and in such weather but he was a man of principles.
In spite of his poor financial condition and utter need he stood by his integrity.
He left a strong impact of his virtuous character on us.
blessings for all
