Muslims' Islam

Islam is certainly a great religion, the religion that showed light to this world when it was in complete darkness, the religion that brought values and respect to humanity when human beings were not respected in true sense, the religion which gave rights to women when they were looked down upon in the society, which defined rights for slaves, neighbors and even animals, and the religion which preaches equality.

Yes, equality…Through Islamic teachings the concept of differentiation among human beings on the basis of caste, colour and wealth was eliminated and the only reason that it gave for one human being to be better than the others was taqwa..the concept of equality actually brought respect to humanity where it was asked to respect the rights of human beings irrespective of their social status…This concept of equality was one of the main reasons for the quick spread of islam.

Namaz is one of the demonstrations of this concept of equality and brotherhood, where every muslim, rich or poor, black or white, belonging to any sect stand for a jammat in front of Allah. But sadly this isn’t happening around us today. The real concept of Islam’s equality has been transformed into the sectarian concept of equality which certainly preaches equality within a sect but looks down upon other sects. A masjid was supposed to be the Home of ALLAH almighty for every muslim but sadly it has now become a symbol of sectarian beliefs where the administration of one particular mosque names that mosque after that particular sect and literally or virtually announces this through one way or the other that what we do is the right and the best and what others do is non Islamic and should not be given any respect. I have been observing this for the past few days in my factory where everyday two separate jammats take place and not for the reason that they don’t get time to say it earlier but for the reason that the other imam says his jammat differently as they want him to say it..and if not everywhere this is happening at most of the places... i would certainly not say that I m a big professor of islam and my knowledge is better than most of the respectable ulamas in this regard but this is truth that we have destroyed the real image of islam through these differences and I certainly don’t need any detailed study for this as I m sure the real spirit of islam does not and cannot preach other than this.

These self created sectarian differences have now turned into Intra religious enmity. Where it is a holy saying “Your actions are based upon your intentions” one just cannot be a better judge than ALLAH for anyone’s intention..no matter how he ties his arms or says his namaz…until that particular person is saying this for ALLAH let ALLAH decide his reward for this…

No doubt that we see turmoil everywhere around us and find ourselves caught up in a mess, this is probably because we have become self centered in whatever thing we do or deliver, either it is related to our religion or ourselves..When islam appeared before the people, this world needed to be reformed but now the application of Islamic teachings needs to be looked upon..If muslims are to prosper and rule again, the solution has to be the real “Muslims’ Islam”..

those little vittle things

it almost happens everyday that we get up from our beds with our nikar shirt, trouser shirt, dhoti banyan etc etc with rubbing our eyes to see the same world after whole night's sleep.again that happens everyday that we go to our washrooms and have a bath and then come out fresh with a new day waiting ahead. then getting ready for the university/ office, schools and all that with our own specific attires then travelling by our cars, motorbikes, vans, rikshaws and on our own feet sometimes. a lot of things in our mind at the start of the day that keep us working all day and if not working they keep us thinking all day. some doing their jobs in air conditioned rooms, some doing them on roads, some working on machines, working harder and harder, some scolded by their boses,some appear to do nothing but then probably doing their in their own sense. life seems to get busy everywhere...

then coming back by cars, motorbikes, rickshaws or vans with tired faces, tired legs, in search of a place to take a long rest, roads start to get silent again..everyone moves towards his own destination and then has some food to vanish all the tireness that he gains during the day...it is when their day ends, they again go to their bed with their dhoti banyan, nikar shirt or trouser shirt on and then again for a whole night's sleep..but their again some are still out with their own jobs that they do... time changes quickly...it is just the matter of 24 hrs that u spend everyday and experience so many more changes probably with a little little thought about their very importance..life moves fast indeed.

it is at this time of the night when i have just completed my air- heater's section, signed in after quite some time and resumed with these little vittle things.!!!

a small autobiography

In the realm of memories where i am forced to think even if i don't want to i find these years a mixture of transitions. The goods and the bads of people and of my own circle around the ups and downs of life as prominent features, sometimes supporting each other and sometimes going against eachother... Starting off from my mother's lap and then going to school with all those childish thoughts, weeping with my finger in my father's hand and then sitting on those small chairs, looking at those new faces with those strange and new looks, meeting miss qudsia who in a few days teaches us how to tie our lacis, then the daily assembly, then the 3rd class where miss bushra ordered us to say 2 rakat nafal after every assembly and on those small desks..and then after getting the pride of being a crescentarian i found myself in Gc where i encountered a different environment with a different pleasure and now those days of dependence have somewhat changed to independence and here i am watching the processes of an industry.the pride of uet is wid me..probably the most influencing and memorable time of my life.....these were some thoughts that came out in morning to form a small autobiography

It feels so good..!

It feels so good when u imagine scattered pieces of a broken cup coming together to form a cup again,it feels so good when u expect something good and it turns out to b good 4 u...it feels even better when u r down and foreseeing something worse for urself but there comes a hope for u out of nowhere..it feels so gud when haphazard thoughts combine to bring a single unique nd creative thought, it feels so good when u lose something and then u get it again..it feels so gud when u unite and emerge as a single force..it feels so gud when u consider people having relationships similar to strong magnetic fields which will never let them unbind, it feels so good when u are reminiscing about good days...
Sometimes human imaginations become so wavered that he is forced to think about these things things but somehow or the other this has some relation with our lives..may b this is the randomness and simplicity of life..

for my homeland!!

i just had my breakfast with my parents....there were some hot topics to be discussed today..23rd march, zardari. gillani, gordon brown etc....but at last 23rd march prevailed...

a private channel was playing national songs sung on the occasion of 1965 war...i jumped onto the chance and asked my parents about those heart rending stories....and they then carried on..!!

a furious wave of emotions and feelings came out from them..it seemed as if i had again given them a chance to live in a patriotic mood after a long time...they narrated the stories of valour, enthusiasm, courage that this nation showed when it came to saving their country...they almost wept and i was also conquered by those great thoughts...

they told me how people despite of the curfew went to help their soldiers...ready to die for their nation, how our soldiers used to guard us with transistors in their hands and listening to the national anthems of noor jahan..listening to the speech of ayub khan...men women children all felt a pleasure in becoming a part of all this...... their was one way ahead of them...they wanted to do it for their country...it was by this sheer enthusiasm that we were able to defeat the batils....hindustan really didnt know..k "us ne kis kom ko lalkara hai..." GOD bless pakistan..!!!

the worst feeling!!

electrical conquered us again this time..how good football players they are..it has always been tough playing against them...people had been waiting for this moment for the last four years...every year they watched mechanical thrashed by electrical in the semis...for the last three years we watched these scenes sitting outside...we had a lot of ambitions...a lot of DREAMS..every year we waited for a chance to prove ourselves....in front of ourselves and i dont know in front of how many other people...

this year when we were given a chance we almost proved it...this meant to us a lot..and we all knew this....we managed to guide our team to the final after a long wait ...and most importantly with a team that majorly comprised of pakistanis...as they were never given a chance to prove themselves before ...but unfortunately we lost on penalties....

we were almost in tears...it is really hard to bear a defeat when one deserves to win....but this is how it goes sometimes and you have to bear with it because this teaches you to seek for an ever higher ambition, an even higher spot...i had the worst feeling and em still having it...but i know this should be helping me in one way or the other..!!!

inter faculty

ahhhhhhhhhhh..its is one great feeling...we will be playing inter faculty's final tomorrow..it is against  electrical..the feelings are a mixture of everything..tension, excitement etc etc etc....what a good time to have this achievement....and just when my love for football was dying away..this day came to my rescue..:P that scale of enthusiasm is slowly rising and this is what matters to me in the end...above all it is one great honour..!!!