No one dies for you!

No one dies for you!
Zaniba daughter of Mohammad Altaf wani a rich man in the village well known for their beautiful house and many cars. Her home was 10 miles away from the city. She was pursuing her BA degree in government degree college. She was kind hearted girl, don't keep an eye on bach's money. She was a charming girl about 23 years old. She was a fat girl, with big eyes,thin eyebrows, white Skin and pointed nose. Her family used to spy on her while going to college, no freedom to talk with people, chat with her friends. No one read to talk to her so she remains silent. But perhaps her family had some mental issues she talks that was problem and if she didn't talk that will be also a problem. She used to go to the college in order to stay away from her family. She was fed up from her family.
Her family was honored all around not for good deeds but for more money no one would invite them by respect just for the money people would invite. She was fed up From her life. She wanted to study but everything was ruined. She would come home late and always consider her home as 'living hell' . No friend was allowed to call or message once she was chatting with her friend 'Amina' then zainab's ears and her friends character knows what the hell be had to listen. She broke up with everyone who was in contact with her, in order to save their respect. She was fun loving girl want to play,more here there, go on picnic, meet friends, share things but perhaps God don't want her to be happy.
Always when everybody will come out of college gate ,she will be the last one to come out of the gate, spend time in the Library and play around in order to avoid to going home. So always she will be late !

"Where were you?" Said sharifa angrily, Hitler mother of Zainab.
"College mom, you look beautiful". Zainab replied.
"Thank you but why late?" ,mother smiling.
"College projects mom!",said zainab.
As now she was 23 years old she knew how to handle them.
Zainab was too lazy to follow her family commands she would work all the day in the college but feel like hell to work for family. She would play all games possible in order to get tired to fell a sleep at night early. Rather whole night she had cry for regretting on her life. She would even consume pills but nothing would bring sleep. Family never consider her part of the family she was like that unwanted guest which noon would accept. Father busy with earning,mother busy with that stupid cat fight, siblings busy with father property. She never got love from them, she would always feel regret to be born in rich family with poor heart. She always work hard but never get yield from it. In every field , life was playing too bad with her.
After the busy day at college, at the time of dinner, she was tried and then she didn't agree to eat her dinner.

"Don't know what the hell I ate that day when you was born? Said his father regretting!
Today she shouted at her college bus ,I felt humiliated!" Continued his father.
"I am like this and they were my friends ", zainab said irritatingly.
"Yes she is also so unlucky, I came home from outside without bringing anything for her !" Said his brother laughing.
"It is not me ,its you who are unlucky! Nothing happen because of me ", said zainab with rising eyebrows.
"Everything is wrong, only done because of you" said mother .
Everything seems like stopped for sometime, Zaniba felt numb.
She wanted to share it with her secret friend but it was too late to message him. He too is afraid to talk with her because of family background. He would ignore her but also help her in her tough times.
She cried,cried and cried till eyes dry up. She made up her mind what she had to do next. Early morning smiling ,talking with everyone around. Messaged her friend and asked him to meet from sometime at their special place but he didn't agree that day.
After sometime again she started the chatting.
Hi donkey?
Hello motti! How are you?
Good, going to be happy soon and something special too!
Special? Ohh date..
No dambo! Something to show myself a mirror!
Mirror! Are you drunk?
No , will you come with me ?
Where?
Date with death!😊
No, I don't want to die☹
Ok , love you always
Thank u
What thank u say I love you too
I love you Motto
Delete the chat, miss you but don't miss me and don't message till I will not message! Bye
Bye😊😊
Deleted the chat, deleted the app and every evidence of his presence in her life.
After 3 years!
Ther was no Zaniba, her family even don't remember her name . From distance I waved at her grave and said no one died after you and no one came to know about the secret of your death...

Am î demanding 🌏

Am i demanding?

From my childhood,
for things I never asked!
Given I would accept
not given i wouldn't fight
If asking for things is demand,
Then yes I am demanding !

From my family,
Desire for love and care,
Which they never gave!
Didn't ask, I work how they wanted
Face parents fight always
Walk after mother where she takes
If asking for love is demand,
Then yes I am demanding !

From my friends ,
Wanted to play and live ,
But never stayed long at one place.
Whenever,I will open my heart,
Time to pack bags to go home.
Habit to Share secrets
and visiting them Never form
If sharing my secrets is demand
Then yes I am demanding !

From my tours,
Wanted to visit everywhere,
Family fights never let me go,
Every after six months,
Shifting to and fro,
All look with angry looks.
So prefer to stay home
Where me, my loneliness and TV
If asking for world little my own is demand
Then yes I am demanding !

From my school,
Wanted treatment like other kids
Everyone with family love,
Confinence on their offspring,
None would sat with me because
I would wear that old uniform,
Not with new pencil, no toffees
not with nice water bottles .
All education went into vain.
If asking for equal treatment is demand,
Then yes I am demanding !

From my love,
Give them all I have,
Afraid of their love and separation
Wanted them to support and trust me
when No one believes me.
Wanted them to understand me,
When I lose control on my mind.
Want them to be normal with me
If asking them to be normal is demand,
Then yes I agree I am demanding !

Start speaking about what I want
But now people call me rude.
Start fighting for what I want
But now family call it arrogance.
Become my own secret keeper
But now friends call me strong headed/ angry bird
Perfer to stay home and hate to talk
But now people call me boring.
Study now the way I like
Now people want to praises me.
Hard I used to try for making people stay
Now people think I stop loving them.
If trying to be happy is demand
Then yes I am demanding!

If my rude, arrogance, angry ,
boring, disrespect ,greedy nature
effects people still I demand
so yes I am demanding and I will demand

On the day of Friday.

One day in the week,
when I felt too weak .
Fight not for me ,
But with myself.
Missing, fear, worry all together,
Long last fire burn on this day .
Try to find you here there,
But don't understand why?
This Friday turns me dumb.
Some kind of threat inside,
Seems like it's our last meeting.
Feel like you will leave forever 
New day will come but not you
You are beloved to me then life
You know that but

What if you  leave me.
I can't leave you but still
This Friday turns me crazy
We have only one life
I will not get you again
So I feel alone in this crowded world
you and world trying to separate me
From the peace of my heart
Handling all this pain whole day
When Time changes and new day starts
But still  oh love see my bad luck
Again this Friday came..

Have mercy on me, my Łîfë

Why are you weeping, my life?
You know my weakness
Pain and sorrow I go throw
I don't know what is wrong
Till I don't cry
I am bad but a human being
I interpret your dreams
But I have desires too.

Look at me,my life
Whole my life is consumed
In your teaching
Depressed on how I suffer
I am exhausted following you.

My heart is bleeding
My patience was companion
But now opposing me
My heart was my hope
But that too oppose me

Why my life, why are you playing?
Dying for happiness
And deserted to fit this world
Following your demands
Atleast call death or let me live!
For your own pleasure.

Have mercy on me, my life.
You and pain are inseparable might.
I and happiness are inseparable weakness
Can't take the burden of pain
Struggling between strong and weak

Have mercy on me, my life
You had show me beyond my thinking
Giving and you are vast
Tolerance and me are small
Have mercy on me, my life

You had show me tough but hell Indeed
Hell and you are beautiful
But I and pain are ugly
Your beauty and ugly concealed
my delight comes to ending

My soul sometimes become anticipation
On your suffering but you turn it weak
My soul is tired with me
Leaving my hand in darkness
You are punishing me away
And its going quickly
Thus my life is in sadness

You show me high dreams of heaven
But then fall me into deep hell
You don't understand me
You don't help me
Thus my life is in misery

You have all the power
But I poor in understanding
You don't listen
And i don't obey
Thus my life is in extreme suffering

In the silence of the world you visit
your heaven and enjoy in his presence
But separation and bitter victim
of hope become this defeated body
Thus my life is in agonizing torture
Atleast have mercy on me my life.

On the day of Arafat

On the day of Arafat 

Allah says,

By the witnessing day (Friday)

and by the witnessed day (the Day of 'Arafah). [al-Buruj 85:3} The Messenger of Allah was asked about fasting on

the Day of 'Arafah. He said, it explates for the sins of the previous year and of the coming year. [Muslim] The Messenger of Allah said:

The best Du'a is the Du'à on the Day of 'Arafah.

And the best Du'a that I and the Prophets before me said is:

لا إله إلا الله وحده لا شريك له له الملك وله الحمد

وهو على كل شيء قدير

La ilaha ill-Allah wahdahu la sharika lah

Lahu'l-mulk wa lahu'l-hamd wa huwa 'ala kulli shay'in qadir

There is no deity worthy of worship other than Allah, who is alone, having no partner. His is the dominion, and to Him belongs all praise.

He is, of everything, All-Capable. [at-Tirmidhi] The Messenger of Allah said:

There is no day on which Allah frees more people from the Fire than the Day of 'Arafah. He draws near and expresses His pride to the angels saying: "What do these people want? [Muslim]

Now question is when should we fast, all things work according to God's well ,so Arab countries celebrate eid before us when we have Arafat here. No need to confuse it with anything. Its 9th July 2021 for observing fast.

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Flirting With the true God

 

 

Those who are born on this planet earth and live their entire lives  here do not realize why they are brought into this world? We all are running to convert this world into an entertainment park . That is terribly wrong .  What is the purpose of life ? What is a  perfect world ? I didn't get the answers  till date . Life in the world is   a gift which has been give

n to us by God . All should be thankful to God for this wonderful gift. God has bestowed this unique gift upon us so we should try to understand it and the reason behind it. All religious people know that God doesn't need us to praise Him. He is  God whether He is praised  or not . Our worship does not decrease or increase Him  anything .  There are already so many angels who consistently worship Him since centuries.  Why are we here ? what is the purpose to live on this planet ? Man is leading his life on this planet to make his  future bright .  He thinks for his  children . He is worried for his culture , caste ,  colour   and civilization . None is willing to do what God really wants from a human being . Everything in this world has its right use and its wrong use. It depends upon us whether we use it or misuse it . God sent His prophets in order to show people the right path— making them  understand that the worldly  life is brief . The eternal life will start  with death . But , who takes this fact seriously?  I doubt why all Muslims remember God only  on Fridays or in the month of Ramzan! God is more kind to us than 70 mothers but still I don't know why we take God for granted?  I agree,  no matter  how many sins  we do   , our merciful God will  forgive us  . But why can't we learn from our mistakes ?  Everyday , we are doing mistakes . The word  'Human being ' should be  replaced with the word   'mistakes'  . Imagine we are trying to deceive and lie to the one who created us ! He is capable to  destroy us  and turn us into ashes . We are simply deceiving and  lying to ourselves   not to  God . He  does not need our sweet tongues to praise him. He needs pure hearts to  remember Him .  We also should try to minimise our sins to the best of our ability. Try to purify the soul . Try to create a difference between you and animal. Live for the humanity . God's invisible angels are present with people and they are preparing the records of every deed and every moment. Now,  choice is yours .  You have to choose between your desire  and the teachings of your God .   The Quran( book of God,  the only creator) answers our question in chapter 103 that history bears  witness that man is in a loss except those who follow the course of life set by the creator. One thing ,  I realised in my life is that human beings are greedy . They are never satisfied in life and they die with thousands of unfulfilled desires .  Everyone wants to know the  purpose of his life .  Everyone is in search of a happy.  Everyone wants temporary joys . Please , don't go after the material world . Find the real purpose of your life and live accordingly.

Parents Are Our Second God .

Parents Are Our Second God .

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Parents are our earthly God. We all have Parents and we all will become Parents. What we give to others returns to us in some unexpected way. There is a saying : what goes around comes around . Becoming a Parent is not a big achievement but becoming better kids is a great achievement. Prophet Mohammad [ pbuh] said , '' Be kind to you old parents , no matter what they have done to you. Paradise lies beneath the feet of your mother and your father is the door of your paradise '' .

If it was possible to worship anyone other than God almighty , that would be Parents. Why parents have been given such great status ? It’s their sacrifice for their kids . The father who lives or sacrifices his life with all its aspects for a kid , doesn’t think about his own life at all . He is the man who used to get up at 11 o'clock in his youth , now he gets up at 6 o'clock to go to work . Why ? Only because his kids need a better life. A father writes the fate of his children. A father unbuilds himself to build his children .

Why don’t they think about themselves? Don’t they have their own dreams? I often wonder ! A father is tough by the face but soft by the heart . His love can’t be replaced even by a thousand mothers. A father is the strongest pillow for a kid. We can live happily only if we have a father on our side to support us . A father is the real roof over a child’s head. His sweat is worthier than the most expensive perfume available on this planet. A father provides us with food, clothes, shelter , love and education . We walk boldly in this world only because of our parents.

A mother is another blessing for a kid . What can I say about the status of mother ? She is our real pleasure and the best gift of God to us . A mother is a one- man army . She feeds us, clothes us , plays with us , listens to us and understands us and when we even don’t know anything about the world around us , she becomes our first teacher and teaches us sympathetically all the things necessary to survive on the earth . She remains sleepless all nights , cries when we cry and feeds us with her blood —which people have named milk. She saves every penny to fulfill our dreams in our childhood . Before a mother, she is a woman who has to keep herself happy in the current parochial society . As a girl , she has to live for her Parents . Then she marries a man of her choice and handles him and his family to the best of her ability . In other words, forgetting her life , she has to live for her husband and in-laws. Subsequently , she becomes a mother and that blesses her with her most cherished job ever. She carries a baby in her womb for nine long months, undergoes different mood swings , pain and pangs only because she has to give birth to a new life . She lives always for others and hardly ever complains . Thus she is truly a God . It’s not the end . Her painful and more responsible job starts when she has to nurture and look after her baby or babies . She has to play many roles simultaneously — daughter , sister , mother , daughter-in-law , wife , cook , caretaker of a family and more . Parents have to think about the feeding, shelter, clothes , education , future of their kids . They need to do the things of their kids' choice, sleep according to their kids' mood Yada Yada Yada . Kids sleep the whole day and keep their Parents awake the whole night especially their mothers. Parents become kids again after their kids are born . They fight with each other in order to protect their kid from hazards and possible dangers . When a kid cries, they start dancing in front of it to make it happy. After doing all those uncountable things for their kids , what they need is just love in return when they reach their old age .

Parents forget themselves in their love for their kids as if they have been born on the earth to be Parents only . They forget they too have a life. Girls are sent to the homes of other people [husbands] and , consequently , parents become dependent on theirs sons . Usually , the sons get married and forget all about the sacrifices of their parents. Thus , Parents are compelled to learn to live a new life. They are required to talk to their sons nicely so that they are not thrown outside their own homes.

Some of us kill our parents just after we get married. A father can’t talk loudly with his own son. Mothers are loved by sons usually but a mother also feels detached from their own sons once the latter get married . I never understand why can’t a girl become a daughter of in-laws instead of becoming daughter-in-law ? Why can’t she accept her husband's parents as her own . Why can't she love them like she loves her own parents ? The Old age is a stage when the people mostly don’t know what to say, how to say and how much to say ? The youth can tolerate all mood swings of all types of people and they must tolerate their old parents .

Old age is the age when parents need our help not only financially but emotionally also . Talking to parents with love will never decrease anything in us , I believe .

Old age Is our unlived childhood. People become like kids in their old age . They need extra care like kids need in childhood. They need a Hitler like kid when it is time to eat medicine or food. They need a saint like kid at other times . They need a child who will clean them with water when needed . Parents never curse sincerely but they do bless their kids honestly . As we sow, so shall we reap . Today’s kids will be Parents tomorrow . We learn all from our parents— good as well as bad . If Our parents treat rudely our grandparents today , we may , by mistake , mistreat our parents too tomorrow .

In conclusion , I beseech every reader not to make the life of your parents hell . Don't force them to beg on streets. Don't let them sigh or cry . A wonderful poet, Sahil sharifdin Bhat has written in a poem :

';Old parents are our second God

And old parents are always right .

Their pain is the pain of God almighty

And their happiness is His delight .

We must tolerate our parents

As they did when we were babies .

We must not throw them out of home

To please our sweet tongued wicked ladies.''

We should not kill our parents while they are breathing with our wicked and arrogant actions. Let them live their old age in their way because they have sacrificed their youth for our good future. Let's all be kind to our parents , God will be kind to us . We will never become happy by making our parents unhappy.

Keep telling your parents that you love them a lot . This may please them . If their sweat is worthier than the world's best perfume , their smile is worthier than the entire world itself . Be kind to your parents today so that your kids will be kind you tomorrow .

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