Rung by Hadiqa Kiyani, Kalaam-e-Ameer Khusro (Coke Studio)

Laali merey laal ki
(The red hue of my darling love)

jit dekhun tit laal
(Wherever I look, all I see is red)

Laali dekhan men gayi
(I went to gaze upon that red hue)

main to ho gayi ap hi laal
(And myself turned totally red)

jis ki chunar rung diyo
(Whosoever's veil you dyed)

so dhan dhan wa key bhaag
(Happy was their fortune)

aaj rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(Today there is colour, Mother! there is colour)

merey mehboob k ghar rung hai ree
(At my sweetheart's home, there is colour)

rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(There is colour, Mother! there is colour)

morey khwaja k ghar rung hai ree
(At my khwaja's home, there is colour)

sab sakhiyan men chunar more maeli
(Among all the girlfriends, my veil is dirty)

dekh hansen nar naari
(Look! how men and women laugh to see)

ab k bahar chunar mori rung dey
(When spring comes this year, please dye my veil)

rakh ley laaj hamari
(Preserve my honor)

aaj rung hai ree maan rung hai ree
(Today there is color, Mother! there is color)

des bades men dhundi phiri hun
(I have wandered, seeking , from land to land)

tora rung man bhaiyo Nizam-ud-din Auliya
(Yours is the hue that has smitten my heart, O Khwaja Nizamuddin)

Nizam uddin Auliya, alauddin auliya
(O khwaja Nizam uddin, O Alauddin, 'Sabir')

Alauddin auliya, Farid uddin auliya
(O Alauddin 'Sabir', O Farid uddin 'Ganj-i-Shakar')

Farid uddin auliya, Shah Qutb uddin auliya
(O Farid uddin 'Ganj-i-Shakar', O Qutb uddin 'Kaki')

 Shah Qutb uddin auliya, Mueen uddin auliya
(O Qutb uddin 'Kaki', O Mueen uddin Chishti)

Mueen uddin auliya, merey data piya auliya
(O Mueen uddin Chishti, O my dear Data 'Ganj Bakhsh')

merey data piya auliya
(O my dear Data 'Ganj Bkahsh')

main jab dekhun, tab sung hai
(Whenever I look, he is with me)

ree maan, rung hai ree
(Mother! there is colour)

Khusro rain sohaag ki
(Khusrau, the wedding night...)

jaagi pi k sung
(I spent awake with my beloved)

tan mora man preetam ka
(My body and my beloved's soul)

dono aik hi rung
(Colour of both became one)

aey maati k deewaro
(O lamps of clay)

jo suniyo mori baat
(If you listen to what I say)

aaj Khwaja ghar rung hai
(Today there is color at my Khwaja's home)

tum jagiyo saari raat
(So stay awake, gleaming, all the night)

aiso rung aur naheen dekhun kahin bhi main to
(Such a 'color' I have never seen anywhere else)

mujhey apney hi rung men rung ley Khwaja jee
(Dye me in your own hue, Khwaja!)

 mohey rung basanti rung dey Khwaja jee
(Dye me the mustard-yellow of spring, Khwaja jee)

mujhey apney hi rung men rung ley Khwaja jee
(Dye me in your own hue, Khwaja!)

jo tu maangey rung ki rangayi
(If you ask a fee for the dying)

mora joban girwi rakh ley Khwaja jee
(Accept my budding youth as pledge, Khwaja)

Psychology of Knowing

                                                                                                        
I was sitting on my seat in point and waiting for driver to come and start driving so i could get myself free from the scorching feeling of the hot and humid weather by the entrance of fresh air inside the Bus. The point was full and jam packed with mostly the girls and few boys with lots of hustle and bustle.

When the Bus finally started its journey for the other end of the city to reach University, she came towards me by pushing some girls back who were standing in the middle. Like always, she had a paper in her hand which she was distributing and so executed towards me as well. I took the paper from her hand, looked at the questionnaire, read the outlines and then returned the paper to her.

She held it back and gazed me, I simply smiled and what I always do, just told her that I don't want to fill the questionnairre. She wasn't happy with my answer at all but didn't say a single word just gave me an odd look and turned to move towards other girls when I asked a question she would never have had experienced.

I called her by excusing and when she turned back and saw me, I said.

"This questionnairre says that you aim to analyze the attitudes and behaviors thus psychology, am I right?"

She nodded and so I continued.

"Tell me can you analyze the Psychology of God?"

She was stunned for a moment surprised for the second moment and then finally was frowned. This is what I got from her expressions.

"What are you asking to me?"

"I have asked a question that meant lot for me, if you dunno wanna answer then you can refuse." I replied.

"Obviously I can't analyze the Psychology of God, nobody can." That is what she replied in a surprising tone like she haven't considered my question as a QUESTION.

"Then you can't analyze mine as well." I smiled.

She again got puzzled for a moment by thinking on what I just said and then she went horrible but I was still saying.

"How you can claim that you aim to analyze the psychology of a human being when you can't analyze the psychology of God. How would you analyze creation if you are unable to analyze the Creator?"

She was speechless but altogether was so arrogant with her expressions.

"What rubbish are you talking? If you don't want to fill the questionnairre then do not but never ever try to tremble my faith."

"This is the part of the faith that I am telling you, if you think little about it you would understand. This is about psychology of Love and GOD is LOVE. All forms of Love that we see, feel and experience come from God, the only source Who created this Universe and all His creation with Love, and therefore without knowing and analyzing Him one can't know and analyze His creations."

This time she couldn't answer me or she didn't want to.

"Knowing God is as simple as recognizing the colors and smiles, hearing laughters, smelling enchanted perfumes, and to taste the food you eat. One needs to understand himself by knowing the God, and to know the God by knowing himself. Its like a two way process on a one way road. You know the God if you know yourself, and you know yourself if you know the God. And once you know yourself and the God, you are free and capable to know everything that exists in this Universe."

She again gazed me with an odd look but said nothing.

"That's why I asked you the question." I smiled and went quiet.

She went away in a moment and now I know one thing very well.

She would never offer me a questionnairre again.

Thermodynamics of Love

I Love You and that is the biggest truth of my life, but the other side of the truth is that I am not like you or either you are not like me. If I am a shouting child, you are a calm elder; if I am a sensible teacher, you are a poor learner; if I am the center of the earth, you are the height of the sky; if I am the lava of a volcano, you are the cooling of a waterfall; if I am the desert sand, you are the first droplet of the rain I wait; if I am boiling water, you are the ice cube; if I am a burning fire, you are the waving sea; and if I am scorching summer, you are the shivering winter.

You often don't fulfill my expectations neither I do as you expect; I hurt you often intentionally or unintentionally, and you hurt me unintentionally; I am unable to approach your feelings and you are unable to understand my thoughts; I do not see world and life as you do; even then, I love you more than anything anyone in my life.

I do scold you, I bring my anger out at you, I do not care for your emotions and feelings when it comes to fire inside me, I give you pain, and as a result expect you to be as reactive as I am, as angry as I am, as fierce as I am but I wonder you would ever do what I want, I don't know. You never went horrible as I am often; you never went angry as I am often; you never reacted as I do often, and so I always thought of you as a senseless surface and hard like diamond.

I wanted to melt you and wanted you to be as angry on me as I am on you at times, but thought as would never be succeeded. Then one day I knew what it was all about and why you are just opposite nature.

Love is not a simple phenomenon, it is rather quite scientifically complicated and follows some rules in a quite strange manner. And one of that principle rules is the rule of thermodynamics; it says that the loss and gain of heat always remains constant, thus as the principle element fire, whatever I bring out as anger, intensity and temperature, you being very opposite in nature take it in and absorb it to increase the temperature inside, but that remains so low to the cold inside you, and thus doesn't lose itself but becomes the part of your inner self as heat and passion of my love that surges inside you. Likewise, when you senselessly react in a cold, careless but loving manner, you transfer that cooling inside me and the fire of mine inside is so intense that the temperature decreases but not to much extent, the coolness, the soothing sense doesn't go in vain but becomes the part of my self as the peace and harmony of your love.

So, whatever I want, I perhaps can not get it soon but slowly and gradually, you and me will come at equal and balanced level, whatever heat I will lose you will gain that, and whatever coolness you will lose, I will gain that; and thus I will see myself in you and you will see yourself in me; I will react in a calm way like you and you will love me intensely like me; I will face challenges with peace like you, and you will bear the pain like me; I will get your harmony and you will have my passion.

So, the day will come when I will become You and You will become I, no discrimination will remain and we will Unite and will be called none other than 'One'. I wait for the day; the day of resurrection.

Do not forget him , Waheed is alive

23rd November is the death anniversary of legendary legend of Pakistani silver screen, Waheed Murad, who is still known and remembered for his unique style, charming personality and unforgettable performances, and who still lives in our hearts through his work.

I am just sharing a beautiful song "Tum wohi ho lo tumhen aj bata detey hain" from his movie "Devar Bhabhi".

Mandh Waai (Shah Lateef)

Wo Allah

(Oh God)

Manndho peandey moon

(Drinking the wine of Gnosis)

Saajan sahi suneeato

(The beloved I perceived)

Toon habeeb

(You are the friend)

Toon tabeeb

(You are the physician)

Toon hi dardan ji dawa

(Only You are the remedy of pain)

Janiba muhinji jeea men aazara ja anwa

(Dearest! In my being are thousands of afflictions)

Sahib dey shifa meeyaan marizan khey

(O Lord, pray heal the sick and afflicted)

Allaha “Abdul Latif” chae

(O God, Abdul Latif says)

Bhit jo ghoto Latif says

(Latif, the darling of Bhit Shah, says)

Toon hi aaheen toon

(There is none but You)

Saajan sahi suneeato

(The beloved I perceived)

Ji Lateef

(O good Latif)

O Lateef

(O Lateef)

Challa sindhari wasai Lateef

(May the land of Sindh remain prosperous, Latif)

Bhalo Miyaan Allah

(Good Master Allah)

Aey merey meherbaan!

Law of Conservation of Love

It can be stated in three different forms as:

"Love can neither be created nor be destroyed, although it can be transformed from one state to another, one place to another, one position to another, and one person to another."

OR

"Love is neither be created nor be destroyed by anything because everything in the Universe is being created from Love, and thus it contributes to glorify the Love, and so, Love has to remain constant."

OR

"No matter how much hatred, violence, and intolerance spreads around, the total potential of Love and beauty, peace and prosperity will always remain constant."

Aik Khwab baqi hai......

Note: The poem was written and dedicated to a beloved friend on her birthday, and now being posted on the blog on the request of another beloved friend.

The Fusion of Water and Dust

The dust in the desert when faces the burning of sunlight, then desires to have water and overcome its thirst, the hot breeze when blows it makes the dust particles to scatter in the environment as a result the mist of that air blow along with dust particles produces cyclone that can ruin everything that comes in its field.

The dry dust of the desert has no worth except that desire for water, and if one day sky being so merciful sends the rain then the worth becomes worthy. The tiny drops of water when touch the dust particles and are united then gives a new identity to the dust with a breathtaking fragrance which arises from no where but the soul of that unity; the fragrance of the sodden dust. The probability to have a cyclone goes simply out of the way and the desert is no more a desert because now its earth can grow the flowery and fruitful trees from that dust just like an Oasis.

The combination of the dust of desire and water of mercy and Love made it possible for a clay to come into existence and get an identity which is called "Adam", the dust and the water are nothing independently but they are everything when in union. And this unity provides a power to grow the fruits of mercy, flowers of happiness and trees of care and love from that dust with a fragrance of Union of the water and dust that arises from nowhere but soul of the heart; the heartbeat that says every moment "Rab", and accepts the ultimate reality every passing second.

The desert of Human's heart is no more a desert when it gets the water of Love and immediately turns out to be an Oasis inside which then plays a role to make the world around an Oasis too.

The relationship of the two extremes; the rain that associates and forms a relationship between earth and sky, similarly the rain of Love associates the earth of self to the sky of selflessness.

What destiny awaits?

I am the hope

I am what I could be and what I had to be in any case.

Standing in the Football ground of Karachi University for years like a fully grown and mature, shady tree, I had given to everyone whatever I had and I am still to ready to give whatever I have.

But, now I am getting old and this year my leaves fell very early autumn in the start of October. People stopped sitting under me because I was not able to give them a soothing shade anymore. All of my neighboring trees still had leaves which fell very late when winters finally arrived.

I was not hopeless, I believed I will get the leaves back once winters go away and spring arrives but my expectations were not fulfilled. January passed and February started, all of the neighboring trees were getting leaves back, the spring was arrived but I was still alone with no leaves and no color at all.

I satisfied myself; it happens, soon I will get my leaves back and will be green like I am always; and waited.

March arrived; no leaves at all.

Standing in middle of the other trees, with bare hands, bare palms, bare fingers I was like a useless, lifeless, and purposeless thing in the world. The neighboring trees advised me, not to be worry for the leaves and to claim myself old, but I was not ready to admit.

I said; I am hopeful, I am alive and life means hope; If I would have become old then why would have I lived then? Why I can still feel the fragrance of the fresh breeze that strike to my body and wants to stay in the thicky branches full of leaves? Why I can still feel the perfume of the unseen roses that live in the soul of my green leaves.

Why I haven't become senseless and lifeless if I am old.

All trees laughed; Oh oldman, you are not in your senses, keep dreaming for the leaves and make your life miserable in the eternal, and endless wait.

April arrived; everyday when I used to open my eyes, my hope was drowning in the profound darkness of the hopelessness but I didn't let other trees feel that.

I prayed; Oh Almighty, if I am old and can't give shade and colors to others then send the death to me but never leave me in this hopelessness for the rest of my life. I don't want to live a worthless life, Oh my Creator, give me back my dress or cut the pulse of my life, I don't want to live an undressed, bare handed life.

April passed; and I was about to lose my hope.

Then in the middle of the April, when one day I woke up in the morning; I looked a leaflet was born on my shoot branch. It was so tiny, yellow in color but it gave me my hope back and I believed I am still worthy to live what is called life.

Now its May; and I am loaded with thick bunches of leaves, tiny flower buds. I am not bare handed now, I have got back the jewelery of mine.

People come and stay, they love my shade. I give them peace when they walk from the silver jubilee gate towards Azadi chowk and burning sunlight burns them, they sit under my shade, rest for few minutes and then move forward towards their destinies, I am nothing for them as they perhaps wouldn't feel my importance but I don't care.

I am happy that at least I am not useless and purposeless.

All trees are surprised, they didn't believe my leaves appeared in the end of the April and they are now fully grown in May; they need to be surprised because they don't know the power of hope and belief.

Nobody knows; I am the hope of life.

Note: The picture was taken in March. Now in May the same tree has countless leaves on it.

Chemistry of a Relationship

A relationship is just like a chemical compound which is being formed between two different elements or persons in such a way that its result would ultimately be unique.

The simplest and most amazing example is of that water. Water is just a molecule that contains only two elements; hydrogen and oxygen in the ratio of 2:1 respectively. The most simplest chemical compound on earth but at the same way the most complex one because Scientists have spent hundred of years just to understand its chemistry, likewise a relationship is simpler at the surface level but as one goes deep down, he finds that a relationship would never be simpler in any way.

Despite of its simpler formula and structure, water has an amazing ability that Nature has kept in it; it can resist to heat up to a great extent and boils on 100°C and freezes between 0 to 4°C, that's why our body has water in it and that resist to the change of weather. A relationship if it is formed on the same rules water has followed, would be able to resist to a great extent the external pressure, miseries and pains and will able to keep itself firm and steady.

In water, there is a covalent bonding between hydrogen and oxygen that bonds them and that bonding is basically the mutual sharing of electrons, but as oxygen is the strong electronegative element and it pulls the shared pair of electron more towards itself, as a result there has been created the partial positive charge on hydrogen and partial negative on oxygen. A relationship is always formed when there is a mutual sharing of gives and gains, happiness and sorrows, trust and respect, and off course freedom and space; but then sometimes out of those two persons, one can be more strong to get his rights as compare to the other in that relationship and that creates a partial positive at one end and partial negative charge at the other end.

And there comes the true reason of the bonding; the survival of hydrogen in the chemical bond. Hydrogen creates a virtual bonding to the neighboring oxygen in order to hold its position in the compound; thus each oxygen holds a virtual bond with the two neighboring oxygens and the bonding is called hydrogen bonding. This bond is apparently weaker than the other covalent bonding but it has such the power that water can resist to the surrounding environment to keep its form and shape to a great extent.

When the person with partial positive charge will have to survive, he/she would ultimately have to do something urgent and that's the only way to keep the relationship alive and in its original form and structure. One has to create a hydrogen bonding and that bonding is none other than Love, the weaker one apparently but it makes the relationship so resistive that it can survive in every storm of the life, every grief, every pain whether the surrounding environment would be too much high, cold or hot; Love has the ability to tie up all beads of a relationship in one thread, because Love is the only feeling that is unconditional, unreasonable and unforgettable. It does not allow, even to the one with partial negative charge to break the bond and deform the molecule.

So, if I want to have a good relationship with You, I first have to have a covalent bonding with the mutual sharing of respect, happiness, griefs, trust, and freedom, and then I have to make a hydrogen bond of the unconditional Love with You, because without this hydrogen bonding this relationship would be so fragile that would break with a single jerk. And with the hydrogen bonding of Love this relationship would be unbreakable for sure.

I don't know.......

Perfection is something that used to be considered as unachievable for a human being, but does it mean that humans should not seek perfection?

I don't know.......

God is perfect and everything that He has created is without any defect, the complete and beautiful in its own unique way. The Love, Goodness and Beauty that God possesses is undoubtedly can not be achieved by any other one in this Universe but then why Humans are blessed with these qualities if they can not achieve them in a perfect way?

I don't know.......

If I expect kindness, love, respect and goodness from You, then perhaps the first thing that needs to be considered is that I should give You the love, kindness, respect and goodness in the same way and to the same extent I expect these to get from You. And if I do so then does that mean that I am seeking and trying to achieve the perfection in the love, kindness and goodness?

I don't know.......

I am a human and God commanded angels to bow down in front of Me, what if I satisfy myself every time after doing an evil, inhuman and mischievous act, "I am a Human and I can't be perfect" and continue doing this as I can't do justice in the goodness like God. Does that mean that I am doing a righteous thing every time?

I don't know.......

I have a perception, an illusion about love, kindness and goodness and its not necessary that this perception would be parallel to the concept of Love, Kindness and Goodness for the Universe. But I don't want to wipe out this illusion and want to keep my own perception about goodness alive. Do I deserve to be called as a human being anymore?

I don't know.......

You need a punishment

People say, you should be calm when you are upset but its not always easy, especially when one is sensitive, emotional and self possessive about him. And, so there are moments when someone reacts, and sometimes reacts in a very odd way that nobody can understand what the actual problem with the person is. Even if someone is a very good analyst, he wouldn't be able to know the reason.

Sometimes, expectations and complains make us all miserable to an extent that we offend and hurt people unnecessarily, even to the caring and loving ones who are always nice with us.

But, this is a fact that hurting someone whom you love and respect hurts your own self. You are angry with yourself that you wish to punish yourself.

At that times, if one gets a punishment luckily, he will be blessed to feel the pain that he had given to someone else and won't do it next time.

Apologies are always left behind in all these cases and what you remember is that punishment for not to repeat the cruel act with such a great person again.

So, today I got such a punishment I will remember forever.

The Science of Love

The seed of Love, whenever is sown into the earth of heart, the earth should be well nourished with nutrients of passion and water of desire so that this seed would be able to get the complete set of requirement for its germination.

And then the seed of Love germinates and grows into two different directions; a radicle or seed root that grows deep into the earth of heart so that it can embed its roots firmly to hold the ground and the plumule or shoot that grows above the ground to catch the sunlight and air so that it can get the illumination and oxygen of life.

And then the seed of the Love grows, grows and transforms itself into a Tree of the Love by getting nourishment from its heart full of desires, passions, determination and taking air of freedom and sunlight of obedience, grows into roots of the self, shoots of the belief, branches of the ambitions, leaves of the relationships, flowers of the happiness and finally fruits of the Love.

And then the process begins, of the Nature. The tree has to complete the cycle; the purpose of its formation; the process of Photosynthesis of the Love begins. The green pigment of subjugation called as chlorophyll, captures the sunlight of obedience and Carbondioxide of the hatred from the air, gets the water of desire from the ground of heart, converts both of them into the Glucose of the Life, provides that food to the outer world in the form of the flowers of the happiness and the fruits of the Love and care, and so the cycle continues.

The tree doesn’t breath throughout the day when the sunlight of obedience makes it to just continue the Photosynthesis of the Love, whereas at night it is free to inhale the fresh oxygen of the freedom and Love from the air around it and to exhale the Carbondioxide of the hatred outside, so this will keep the tree alive and fresh for the next whole sunny day to continue the process of Photosynthesis.

Nature chooses its ways to continue the Universe, and the Science of Love is one of the ways to keep the world beautiful, peaceful, prosperous and full of happiness. So, if you are standing firmly with your ground of heart, exposing yourself to the illumination and the air, continuing the cycle of Photosynthesis of the Love during the sunny day by inhaling the hatred, absorbing the obedience and exhaling the Love and happiness, don’t be worry, Nature will allow you to inhale the oxygen of the freedom and happiness at night when the rest of the world will be unconscious and you will see, how much Nature Loves you because you are important, You are the Tree of the Love.

Keep your child away from me

"Urooj! You are gonna spoil my child." My elder sister remarked when I was teaching her only son that how to make others restless when they are at rest and we don't want to see them at rest.

"Yes, off course. I am spoiling your child because I am already spoiled and just can teach children how to be spoiled ones." I replied satisfactorily while throwing the ball towards two years old Abdullah.

"But, I don't want him to be like you." She was irritated.

"Then keep him away from me and protect him to be spoiled if you can. As much as he would be near me, would become just like me." I smiled and had a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Ok, fine. Abdullah! come here and don't go again towards your Khala." She took him in the other room.

My elder sister lives at the other corner of the city and so whenever visits us, spends almost a whole week; always tries to prevent his exposure to me but remains most of the time unsuccessful as I always have things for him that attract him and he comes to me immediately.

So, when she took a decision to keep him away from me as usual, she forgot everything in the evening because she had much more to discuss about her shopping, clothes and designs that she was going to have on these clothes.

As she was discussing all this to my mother and other sisters, I called Abdullah.

"Hey, Abdullah! come here and lets have a bhangra dance. I know you are feeling bad and bored as you are like me, are not much interested in Your mother's shopping. Come here, hurry up. Let's have something very exciting." He came towards me.

I took my cell phone, played the song "Jugni Jee(Coke Studio)" and as the music was played, immediately he got attracted and smiled in a lovely way like he is feeling the rhythm.

So, I taught him how to have bhangra on Jugni Jee, and his mother in the same room was unconcerned and totally grasped with her creative ideas of designing clothes.

He and me kept dancing Bhangra and so in almost same situations for next few days, I kept teaching him how to do a Bhangra dance and he kept learning. And whenever he came towards after that, just called in his beautiful tone and voice:

"Ooshh (Short version of Urooj), song....." also describing his wish with hands in the air, to explain me that I should play the song "Dum Gutkoon, Dum Gutkoon" so he can dance.

Hmmmm, and so I spoiled him in just a week, just imagine if he would have lived with me all the time, how much he would be spoiled? His mother would have killed me till this moment.

He went back to his home but didn't forget the lesson I had given to him.

Now, he knows and remembers me with "Dum Gutkoon" and before that he never remembered me very much.

Yesterday night, he was ill and had a great fever that everybody was worried for him, he was admitted in the hospital and today in the morning when my mother went to visit him in the hospital, as I had to go to the University and I couldn't go along with my mother.

He was lying on the bed; having a drip attached with his hand and still he was saying:

"Baba....Cartoon (Baba, I want to watch Cartoon), Mama......tiger, Kaka.....cell (Mama, ask Kaka to bring battery cell for my tiger) and then when her Phuppo asked him, "Abdullah, who says 'Dum Gutkoon'?" he immediately replied:

"Oooj, Khala Jani" and raised his hand attached with the drip. On this his mother scolded him, "Abdullah, why are you so restless that you are increasing your pain?" and then cursed me, "Urooj, you have spoiled my child."

I heard the story from my mother and kept laughing for a while.

"This is not my fault. I had alarmed her that he will be spoiled if he would be with me." I replied simply.

So, keep children away from me otherwise they will be spoiled.

No Sunday, this year......

1. A researcher has no Sunday when he has lots of work to do.
2. The job of a researcher can never be routine job with routine hours like 9 to 5 pm.
3. When you do research, you should be ready to dedicate your time with full devotion whenever needed.
4. Until and unless, you are well prepared to do research, you should not start research and once you initiate, you should be ready to utilize your full energies for it.
   

Yes, these are not my sayings, instead these are the sayings of my supervisor which she keep telling us whenever she feels that we are taking research as not a serious matter.

And, I am one of the most non-serious ones among the all, whether in studies, research, writing or reading, ah even in the case of household works, nobody would be more miserable than me. Sometimes people say I am lazy, sometimes that I am not fit for anything to do, sometimes they comment I am the most unpredictable person they have ever seen; and yes, I am hundred percent agreed with all of them.

I don’t want to be called as a perfect person because I am not; I am unpredictable because I love my freedom; I am lazy because I don’t want to make things feel to me like a burden, I take my time for each and everything; and yes I am inconsistent because I think that life is beautiful and sometimes stagnancy decreases its beauty.

So, I have always my own reasons for everything and people also say that they always fail to convince me to change my reasons, and I always win over them; my fate.

But this time the situation was different. The lazy, inconsistent and unpredictable Urooj was ahead of all. It’s just the matter of time, matter of state; I don’t claim that I am strong, hard working and intelligent but I have done it well.

Well, I was trying to occupy December and to prevent the month to occupy my nerves, so, decided to preoccupy my nerves with loads of work. Fortunately, the month came with the loads of work; there was a workshop that was being held by our Center and the list of pre requisites was very long. Everyone tried hard for the successful arrangements of the workshop, but I had to do some extra because I had some urgent and important lab assignments along with the workshop.

So, I cheerfully accepted every load and occupied December finally. Thanks to God that the workshop was held successfully even after the Bomb Blast in the KU last Tuesday, we continued the workshop as per schedule, and yes during these days I was fully engaged with the other facilitators and demonstrators as I had also to conduct few sessions of the workshop and to anchor the concluding ceremony due to which my lab work stopped which should have not in the normal situation.

And then, when workshop ended at last but then this Friday strike made me intolerable as I have to submit the results of my experiment on Wednesday in any condition. Yesterday, the things were moving in a slow pace as in Scientific Research nothing remains in our hand sometimes and everything is situation dependent. So, at last I had to decide what to do…….? Time is moving away and the work is still incomplete.

Finally, me and my senior colleague discussed the scenario yesterday afternoon and took a brave decision; to continue our work today that means on Sunday.

I must tell you that people also say that I take decisions very quickly without thinking about the results, but I guess that is the most sensible thing in me that I don’t waste my time by thinking very much. I just do what I feel is right according to the situation and thanks to God that most of the time my decisions are proved to be right.

So, me and my colleague went today and did our work without any lab assistants; I myself unlocked the labs that we had to use, tissue culture, cold room, resource lab bla bla…. The University was like a desolate place, empty and uninhabited.

We worked four hours continuously, and then we had to leave the experiment overnight at one stage, we stopped at that point and now we will continue tomorrow morning.

I left home at 9 a.m. in the morning and came back at 3 p.m., can never imagine to ruin my Sunday like this in normal condition; to wake up early on a Sunday, the only holiday after a fully tiring week, could never be possible before today but things change and today was a day of change.

I woke up early in a winter Sunday, oh it was too difficult for me but I did it, and when I returned home in the late afternoon, I was so tired but satisfied.

Now, I am just thinking that the first Sunday of this new year was no Sunday for me; would it mean that I will be having no Sunday this year…..hmmm what to say?

This year is going to have loads of hard work for me, I feel; but I am glad perhaps in this way, I would be able to achieve some of my goals I have set for my life. I am glad even if it is like that, because the only thing that pleases me, is the Accomplishment no matter what energy I would have to utilize for it.

So, No Sunday….No Holiday; the gift from the New year for me.

Goodbye December......!

December always remained important during my whole life for me. The reason is not that it is my birth month, instead the reason is something else.

December whenever comes, brings strange things for me; things I can never give them any name; strange feelings, desires and thoughts. The cold and sad evenings bring an unknown sorrow, hard to describe the details of that sorrow.

The sunset of December looks always very beautiful but it is rather scary sometimes, winds penetrating into body change the whole set of mind of mine. I kept thinking the irrelevant things; the stupid and silly things (you will surely call them if you know what do I think?) that have no importance for me in the rest of eleven months of the year.

Sometimes, I fear from December; wish it not to come and pass without entrance; the thought is itself very silly.

I never waste much of my time in eleven months how much I waste in December; in a single month; kept thinking for hours without a reason and the thoughts are always purposeless. They never gave me anything fruitful; they just remind me that I have not done anything during the whole year and ruined it like the previous year passed it as a labor.

It's odd to think that nobody loves me; while I know many people who love me so much are around but I use to think like this in December. The month brings a state of mental and spiritual restlessness which makes me arrogant, senseless and sometimes harsh in behavior; the reason is still unknown.

I am sharing a poem, I have just written yesterday night and it has the same strange and odd feelings like my odd behavior in December.

I wish the next December would be different, would not like this and would not change my thoughts and my attitude; however I know its just a wish perhaps........

Well, but now December is going; so, Goodbye December!

Love is just Love

To define "Love" is may be the most difficult task in the world for anyone or at least for me it would be very hard to define the "Reason" of this Universe that is Love for me.

But then I think that what if we don't define the Love, Love won't matter it at all.

Love doesn't need any explanation for its existence, it does exist because Universe needs it, life needs it, we need it. It is the beauty that has over-casted the Universe since the very first day of its creation and thus it is the real reason for this universe to be beautiful, created due to Love, with Love and for Love. It glimpses in the eyes like light and reflects into tears, it giggles in the child's laughter and beams into old's smile. It defines the hardness of the stone, redness of the rose, coolness of the air, flow of the waterfall, greenery of the trees, shining of the sun, lightening of the moon, heaviness of the clouds, courage to survive, desire to breathe and live a living life and all of above it defines the Universality of the universe. Perhaps these all things also define Love in their own specific ways, so Love has no definition or it has unlimited unique definitions with various applications but every definition is based on the same principle: "Love is just Love, unconditional, unreasonable but selfless, courageous, enthusiastic but patient, passionate and determined."

So, if you are observing beauty all around you and finding peace and prosperity, believe me you are in Love with the "Love".

The call for help...........

Following is the detail of the update of Flood relief work from our group "Friends Indeed" which I have posted on my blog http://helpingfloodvictims.blogspot.com/

I am copying the same post here as this blog is read by more visitors as compare to that blog and so, the word will be read by more people.

As earlier I had posted that we have now started the rehabilitation process for the flood affected people. And for the first project, we have successfully helped to built six houses for almost forty people to again start their routine life in the area of Sajawal. These are some pictures of construction of those houses.

We further want to continue this rehabilitation work as more families are still in need of help in order to rehabilitate their lives once again, but we are short of funds. Also, there upcoming the winters and flood victims are in urgent need of warm clothes and other necessities as we all know that Nights in Sindh are so cold during winters. We have also planned to collect funds as much as possible till the Eid-ul-Azha which is coming in mid of November and to provide as much aid to those flood affected people as we can. I therefore request to all of you that please don't think that there is no need to help further, still there are thousands of people who are suffering for a single meal, the change in weather also has spread some serious diseases and they still are waiting for our help, so please spread this word and join our hands to facilitate them and their needs.

Democracy according to Iqbal (VII)

The Allahabad Address (1930)

Indeed the first practical step that Islam took towards the realization of a final combination of humanity was to call upon peoples possessing practically the same ethical ideal to come forward and combine. The Quran declares, “O people of the Book! Come let us join together on the ‘word’ (Unity of God), that is common to us all.” The wars of Islam and Christianity, and, later, European aggression in its various forms, could not allow the infinite meaning of this verse to work itself out in the world of Islam. Today it is being gradually being realized in the countries of Islam in the shape of what is called Muslim Nationalism.

The conclusive remarks

"Islam has the ideals that can lead humankind to the ultimate destiny. Like Inductive reasoning which is a moral Ideal, democracy is the ideal for the politics. Democracy in Islam gives the right to women, slaves and Plebeians for development of society, because every human is supposed to be a centre of latent power. Europe helped the Muslims to restore their democracy, but Islam has better ideals than Europe."