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Memorable moments
Now we are too much engaged in working life that we have forgotten the natural and social life.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time
The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
I cant forget my friends for having memorable glorious moments with me during this tour
Friday, January 28, 2011
Ansar Barni
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Pakistan calls for aid as homeless flood toll reaches 1 million:
Pakistan has called on the international community to rush aid to 1 million people left homeless by massive flooding as more rain was set to hit stricken areas in coming daysFloods following a cyclone and rain have left as many as 100 people dead in southwestern Pakistan, a senior relief official said Sunday, but unofficial estimates are considerably higher.
Some 500 people have died across the subcontinent - in Pakistan, India and Afghanistan - since the start of the monsoon season in early July.
Following a two-day tour of the flooded area Sunday, Pakistan Prime Minister Shaukat Aziz asked for relief and rehabilitation aid from foreign countries, international agencies and private donors.
He said more helicopters would be added to army efforts to ferry food, medicine and other relief supplies to areas of Baluchistan province which was hit by Cyclone Yemyin last Tuesday.
The flooding also has spread into adjacent Sindh province to the east, where some 20,000 people were rendered homeless in Shahdad Kot district after waters from a canal spilled over protective embankments, provincial relief comissioner Munir Ahmed said Monday.
Tariq Ayub, Baluchistan's home secretary, who is overseeing the flood relief operation, said many of the casualties occurred due to drowning and people getting trapped under the debris of their collapsing homes in 13 hardest-hit Baluchistan districts.
Amrita Pritam
Amrita Pritam was born in 1919 in Gujranwala, Punjab, now in Pakistan the only child of a school teacher, a poet and a scholar of Braj Bhasha, Kartar Singh Hitkari, who also edited a literary journal. this, he was a pracharak – a preacher of the Sikh faith. Amrita's mother died when she was eleven. Soon after, she and her father moved to Lahore, where she lived till her migration to India in 1947.
Confronting adult responsibilities, and besieged by loneliness following her mother's death, she began to write at an early age. Her first anthology of poems, Amrit Lehran (Immortal Waves) was published in 1936, at age sixteen, the year she married Pritam Singh, an editor to whom she was engaged in early childhood, and changed her name to Amrita Pritam. Half a dozen collections of poems were to follow in as many years between 1936 and 1943. Though she began her journey as romantic poet, soon she shifted gears, and became part of the Progressive Writers' Movement and its effect was seen in her collection, Lok Peed (People's Anguish) (1944), which openly criticized the war-torn economy, after the Bengal famine of 1943. She also worked at Lahore Radio Station for while, before the partition of India
اج آکھاں وارث شاہ نوں کتھوں قبراں وچوں بول
تے اج کتاب عشق دا کوءی اگلا ورقہ پھول
اک روءی سی دھی پنجاب دی تُوں ِلکھ ِلکھ مارے وین
اج لکھاں دھیاں روندیاں تینوں وارث شاہ نوں کہن
اُٹھ دردمنداں دیاں دردیاں اُٹھ تک اپنا پنجاب
اج بیلے لاشاں ِوچھیاں تے لہو دی بھری چناب
کسے نے پنجاں پانیاں وچ دِتی زہر رلا
تے انہاں پانیاں نے دھرت نُوں دِتا پانی لا
ایس زرخیز زمین تے لُوں لُوں پُھٹیاں زہر
گٹھ گٹھ چڑھیاں لالیاں پُھٹ پُھٹ چڑھیا قہر
ویہو ولسّی وا فیر وَن وَن وگی جھگ
اوہنے ہر اِک وانس دی انجھلی دِتی ناگ بنا
ناگاں کِیلے لوک مُونہہ بَس فیر ڈنگ ہی ڈنگ
پل او پل ای پنجاب دے نیلے پے گے انگ
وے گلے اوں ٹُٹے گیت فیر، ترکلے اوں ٹُٹی تند
ترنجنوں ٹُٹیاں سہیلیاں چرکھڑے کُوکر بند
سنے سیج دے بیڑیاں لُڈن دِتیاں روڑھ
سنے ڈالیاں پینگ اج پپلاں دِتی توڑ
جتھے وجدی سی پُھوک پیار دی اوہ انجھلی گءی گواچ
رانجھے دے سب وِیر اج بُھل گءے اوہدی جاچ
دھرتی تے لہُو وسیا قبراں پیاں چوون
پرِیت دِیاں شاہ زادیاں اج وِچ مزاراں روون
وے اج سبھے قیدو بن گءے ، حُسن عشق دے چور
اج کتھوں لیاءیے لبھ کے وارث شاہ اِک ہور
اَج آکھاں وارث شاہ نُوں کتھوں قبراں وچوں بول
تے اج کتاب عشق دا کوءی اگلا ورقہ پھول
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Dear friend today i am going to told u that i am going to introduce u a such a personality that is really a selfmade a guy who started his journey from the mountains of kashmir and win the world through his capabilities a great person a great bureaucrate a realy nice writer the imam of writing yah me talking about Qudratt Ullah Shahab
Shahab Nama
"Shahab Nama" is the
Prologue
The book starts with an opening chapter Shahb wrote in President Zia's era. He briefly introduces himself and tells the readers that Zia had recently offered to make him Education Minister. He also writes about ill feelings of a few politicians and journalists towards him. Many