Army, politicians, bureaucracy, judges, journalists, moulvis, extremists…everyone has a finger to point to for the current doomsday scenario…you will hear all sort of people criticizing or rather shouting to their full  to put the blame on someone else…Everyone has given his/her best shot at the analysis of the current situation, here is mine!

Whatever I am going to say many people might have strong reservations to it and that’s the reason why I am not posting this on any forum. This is my blog and I have the RIGHT to express whatever I feel!

WE have to accept that the turmoil that we are going through right now is self-made! I am not arguing that the ’so-called conspiracy theories’ are a fallacy, many of them might be true but at the end of the day its ’us’ who either succumb to those conspiracies or make our own. I believe till everyone accepts his/her own faults we are not going to get out of this! There is no exception, everyone from the rulers to the ruled, from politicians to the army, from the feudal to the farmer, from judiciary to police and culprits AND from the Ordinary Muslims-by-name to the ‘mullahs’!! If everyone starts looking at his/her own deeds believe you me no one will have the courage to point any fingers and that’s what OUR deen Islam expects from all of us. Lets accept that its ME, who has played a part to bring Pakistan (add Muslims/Islam to that as well) to the present situation. It doesn’t matter whether it was a small or big part, the point is at the end of the day each drop of water forms a sea AND each push to the falling wall DOES matters! This can be better understood from this hadith which somewhat goes like, ‘Sometimes a person says something wrong and considers it very small but it can throw him into the depths of hell whereas sometimes a persons says something good and considers it very small but it takes him into the paradise’. I guess the point is very clear that DON’T consider any sin small since it might overshadow your all other good deeds (just like Iblees JUST did one wrong thing) and DON’T consider any good deed small since it might become a reason for your forgiveness (just like that sinful woman who was forgiven just coz she gave water to a thirsty dog!).

We all are always ready to criticize army/rulers/politicians/judiciary/bureaucracy for their injustice and cruelty but forget that everyone is ‘Zalim’/cruel.  Everyone is usurping others’ rights whenever he/she gets a chance. Whether its our top leadership who has big jaws or the ‘innocent’ poor who is selling contaminated milk…we all are on the same boat. The same educated intellectual who will be criticizing everyone in the world for the current situation in drawing room, outside will be throwing empty wrappers from his car on the road! I am not ready to accept that due to a minor, 2% of the corrupt elite class Allah is making the rest 98% suffer! Allah is not ‘Zalim’…!

Then there are few who are struggling to change themselves and others but get frustrated when results are not what they expected…forgetting Allah never asked for results, the struggle, efforts and our sincerity is sought for…let’s give that and then leave it to Allah to show the results now or later but one should remember just like every drop adds to a sea…our small efforts will add to a big change (Insh’Allah)!

Let’s accept this bitter fact and try to point a finger at our ownself or we will keep on mourning for years…

The police officer knows that he will never forget the words, and the way the child said them.The officer Ali, of some police station of a small town, was just completing his shift when the boy, 11 years old, barefoot, wearing no coat, came out of the cold night and into the police station.The boy was terrified and sobbing, his voice shaking.He saw the police officer and, through his sobs, said:”Boy, am I glad to see you.”The boy recognised Officer Ali because he came to their school often giving lectures on “how police can help citizens?”.

One of the lessons Ali always teaches the children at the school is that if they’re ever in trouble, scared, or hurt, or don’t know where to turn–then a police officer is the person to go to. Now here, in the darkness of night, was this child wearing no shoes or socks, no coat, crying. The temperature outside was almost freezing. Ali asked the child what was wrong. The boy said that he and his 9-year-old brother had been thrown out of the house by their father and mother. They were alone in the night. Moreover, he said something else; He said he was afraid for his sister.”He said that he was scared because his sister was in a cage,” Officer Ali recalled. “He said that his parents had put her in the cage for the night.”Ali ,at that moment, had no idea what the boy was referring to. He would find out soon enough.The boy had told his little brother to wait near their house for him, and had walked alone to the police station, hoping for help. He was about to get it.

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Well its the zillionth time I guess I am going to say that ‘I am back’ and frankly this time I really have strong motivation not to go away! I have lot to write, in fact just express myself…I have so many unfinished posts…just when I am about to launch myself back one of my very good and respected friend Burhan has asked me to write something for OSAF – Gazette…Really I have forgotten how to write formal articles…I just want to write whatever comes in my mind without thinking what others will think so I am not sure whether I would really be able to manage a somewhat-formal-sort-of article but definitely will try InshAllah!

Its 2:30 am and right now I am in my office…I really need to find the ‘right’ balance…life cant just go on and on like this..

Alhamdulillah yesterday i.e. 22nd July at 9:35am Allah gave me a priceless gift…a daughter…Ayesha…its really amazing and I will try to share my feelings in few days…

I have been planning to write…have so much in mind that dont know where to start…anyways maybe I will get time this weekend so till then here is one of my old articles of Zamana-e-Jahaliat… I really loved it at that time as I am an emotional person…but frankly now it really seems melo-dramatic as one of my friend calls it ;) (those who are here for the first time can read my other articles which I posted in the start)

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It was a dark, cloudy Sunday evening and Ali as always was strolling down the stream without bothering about the weather. It was his routine he would come here every Sunday and before going every time decided not to come here again but, he came here always. This time he too didn’t wanted to come but some outward force forced him to come here. Stream today was calm and peaceful but the clouds on the sky threatened to change it. Some other time there were some old woman or man walking here but today weather forced everyone to stay in their houses. For Ali weather was no hindrance in walking down the stream. Even today her mother asked him to stay at house but he wasn’t listening to her. He was more busy thinking about the atmosphere there with trees on its both sides, their leaves fallen on the ground indicating the start of autumn. This evening was a little different from others it reminded him of a same evening few years ago but on that eve something was different. He wasn’t alone that eve but a sweet, innocent girl was also with her. Her name was naila. She was in her youth passing life happily without any problem in the world. They used to come here every Sunday and passed their time together till it was dark. They loved each other and their whole world lied in between them..discussing about everything in the world and in the end laughing it off. They wrote their names on one tree every time they came here. Once she also made a small mud house on the bank of the stream and he still remembered how sad she was when they came next time and that house wasn’t there. She often used to ask Ali if everything will remain like this always and he nodded his head in approval, which brought a big smile on her face. She always kept on talking and Ali used to see her face and listen to her quietly over which she got shied several times and turned her face. Ali recalled when she once asked him that, “Ali why these leaves falls from trees”? and he replied, “everything has its time and after that it has to die”. She then scarily asked him if they will die too. He still remembers her sad face when she said this. He then diverted her attention to dark cloudy skies. It was a beautiful scene but they had to rush back to their house because of the fear of being caught in rain. Just as they reached their home it rained heavily and he still remembers how much they laughed being saved so closely. As his foot collided with a stone he was brought back to reality. His thoughts whisked away and he realized that tears were rolling down his cheeks. It happened every time. Just after few weeks of that incident naila had a blood cancer but even she passed her time lying on bed laughing. One night when she was in great pain she held Ali’s hand and took a promise that he will go that stream every Sunday after she dies. He cried a lot that night but then she reminded him what he said to her, “everything has its time and after that it has to die”. She said, “Ali my time might be over but you’ll have to promise me that you’ll live your life happily and he had to promise her. He always wondered about her courage. She died 3 days latter, with a smile on her face.

Since then Ali has been coming to this stream every Sunday for last so many years. He stays here for sometime and then returns back to his home where her mother as always was waiting for him for the dinner. This time he started walking back to his home wiping his tears off as always thinking not to come here again. But he’ll come …………………

Well its not that I got a call for the first time but today it was a nice surprise…I, as I have been doing since last 2 weeks was sleeping and suddenly woke up coz the phone was ringing…though after reading the name I thought I am still in a dream…Maulana Tariq Jamil…:P Anyways was inquiring about my health and stuff (since hes also doing the same yoga therapy that I do!)…kafi doaeen bhi mil gaeen behtey behtey…then talked to him about the idrees’s mission impossible :P …finally hes leaving for UK after 2 days so anyone in UK…be there!

Well theres lot to write…this time I wont say that I was damn busy since fortunately/unfortunately I have been damn free! Anyways many of my ‘friends’ are keenly waiting to see a new post from myside, but I fear that I am going to disappoint them due to many reasons and one of them being DOOCED. ;) My very dear friend Muneeb warned me of getting ‘dooced’, right when I started blogging! For the reference you can see his comment in my first post.

So I would just cut the long story short…Kabot International where I have been working since last 2 years had a downsizing + management restructuring couple of months back. Looking at the new environment and work I realized that its time to say good bye :P Goodbyes are never easy and especially this one since I had been working in Kabot right since its inception when it only had around 10 people and a time came when we were 80! At least I developed an emotional attachment with the company and that made the decision a little difficult…

Anyways I had to look for an alternative and bugged quite a few of my friends for that…I wanted things to be done in a hurry and Alhamdulillah I got few offers…Cambridge Docs, TRG, another small software house, dint go for the 2nd interview at Cure MD since they have a dress code and me being a moulvi…:D…anyways Allah jab deta hai to chapar phar ke deta hai and thats why I remained A LOT confused for sometime and then after the continuous Istikhara and mind boggling advices from my ‘concerned friends’ (which made me more confused!) I decided to join C Docs. Lets hope things do work out well :P

Since I work according to the rules so gave Kabot one month notice and C Docs 23rd June joining date…but my company was KIND enough to RELIEVE me much earlier (to my surprise :P ) and since then I have been just enjoying (sleeping!) my transitionary phase, though I am still waiting for the PROMISED big farewell party from my dear colleagues :(

I guess thats enough about my ‘professional life’…coming to the other things…

Burhan aka Molz has returned from 40 days (chilla…well chilla is 40 days but few of my relatives are kind enough to attach chilla even if you go for 2-3 days so just wanted to clarify things :P )…Molz everyone is waiting to read some interesting ‘gossips’ from yourside…Let the Gossips UPDATED! :) During his chilla I went with Muneeb to meet him in Raiwand…Muneeb was kind enough to keep me waiting for more than 3 hours in LUMS and in the end having dinner with his professor! Just wanted to acknowledge his ‘ikraam’…

NOW coming to the BIG NEWS!!! Dont you worry Judges have not been restored and neither has Mushy bhai ran to Turkey!

Well for THE BIG NEWS you have to read my previous post :D

P.S My really axe-pensive yoga therapy is still going on…

 

:) Well ladies and gentleman the wait is over…at last the patience bear fruits…prayers have come true…all the critics have been made silent…as I used to say ‘jab tak ho nahin jati…koi kuch nahin keh sakta’…from the corridors of FAST to the streets of model town, from the industrial capital of Pakistan KARACHI to the town of Allama Iqbal (town) my friend tried everything and believe you me HE DID TRY EVERYTHING (sincere apologies to all those localities which I have missed)! unfortunately everytime the end result was same…FAILURE (reason chahe YE thi yaan WO yaan WOOOOOOO….tha NO he!!)

At last he has SUCCEEDED! Hafiz Muhammad Idrees Butt sb aka Disco Moulvi sb ke sabr ka phal kuch zaida he meetha nikal aya hai…By the grace of Allah (and his in laws who live in Saudia :P ) he has MANAGED to become NIKAHfied in the Holy City of Masjid-e-Nabwi on 6th june after Juma (local PST old = 3:30pm and local PST new = 4:30pm) in Medina University! SHOCKED? :)

On behalf of all his critics who left no leaf unturned ‘uski bizti ke liee’…I congratulate him from the depths of my heart for such a blessful Nikah…I pray and wish the couple happiness of this world & hereafter…I also pray that he remain happy with JUST ONE (ye dil mangay more wali story na ho :S)…I on behalf of all the critics EXPECT a big treat when he returns to home sweet home…

NOW THE INSIDE NEWS

Just imagine and those who are married can easily imagine…After all the struggle that you started since you were a child, at last you get NIKAHfied in the Holy City of Medina, your parents in law are with you…then you go to your in laws home in Jeddah after the Nikah, again your parents in law are with you…your friends call you to congratulate and inquire about your feelings BUT you cannot say anything except G, HAAN, ACHA, OK, THEEK HA coz…your parents in law are with you…………………and during all this your wife is sitting few thousand kms away from you in Dubai! :D *laughters*… Poor Idrees :P

Do pray for the couple :)

P.S Hes coming bak on 10th June at around 10am…those who still cant believe can go and see the Nikah nama (if he could manage one :P

There are times when one has to take difficult decisions…choosing one out of many possible options…so imp that all of them can change your life…i have been thru these times since last couple of weeks…no doubt it was ‘only’ my conviction, to live a better life, which made me go thru all the ups & downs during the process of selecting one out of many attractive possibilities…and i beleive the effort was worthwhile…now i have no regrets and am looking forward for a wonderful life……………………..

no way!!!ur wrong!!! Neither it was selecting a new job (as m quite satisfied with my current one ;) ) nor it was any marriage proposal (as Alhamdulillah m maaried n very happy :D )…then what else???go on & u will find the truth…

‘Internet Technology’, YES, selecting the best possible internet technology for my home!!!Believe you me it wasnt an easy decision. Initially since I just had one better option than dialup and that was PTCL Broadband so I applied for it on June 26, 2007. After few days I was told that in Cantt they have fibre optic wires NOT copper wire so they dont have its modem…you cant get the broadband! It has to come from China in few months…It turned out to be quite a few! Anyways will come to that later on.

Then came the Wateen WiMax, I got mad about it and was about to get it when one of my friends who is in Motoralla suggested me to first take his CPE to my home and check it out if the signals are strong…they werent! So basically I had no other choice but to FORGET, having the luxury of using top speed net! But na fate has something else in store for me… (more…)

A very dear friend of mine (whose office I visited yesterday and will soon be writing a post on it :P ) is again and again trying to realize me that I have an empty post. Yasir the problem is that one day I heard about Google AdSense and was just trying to check how it looks on my blog :P Unfortunately when I got the adsense code from Google, I realized that even though I have pasted the code but I cant make it visible in a free version of WordPress :S. I waited for few days that maybe my luck shines...but NA! anyways thats why you werent able to read anything :P BTW working in 2's complement should have given you the INSIGHT to see whats going on ;)

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