In memory of Muhammad bin qasim

The story of Muhammad bin Qasim's invasion of Sindh is one of the romances of history.

Imád-uddín Muhammad bin Qasim bin Yusuf Sakifi was an Umayyad general who conquered the Sindh and Punjab regions along the Indus river at the age of seventeen on 10th Ramadan. He was born in the city of Taif. The conquest of Sindh and Punjab began the Islamic era in South Asia and continues to lend the Sindh province of Pakistan the nickname Bab-e-Islam (The Gateway of Islam).
At the age of seventeen, he was sent by Caliph Al-Walid I on the recommendation of Hajjaj to lead an army towards South Asia into what are today the Sindh and Punjab regions of Pakistan.
Dr.Ishwari Prasad wrote in his book

Buoyed up with great expectations that were formed of him on account of his youthful and warlike spirit, this gallant prince started on his Indian expedition, well-accoutred, with 6000 picked Syrian and Iraqian warrior sent by hajjaj , with an equal number of armed camel-riders and a baggage train of 3,000 Bactrian camels.

Muhammad bin Qasim form one of the most brilliant chapters in the history of the Muslim rulers of Indo-Pakistan. He was a born leader and a man of versatile genius. He was a poet, a patriot, a statesman and an accomplished administrator. His tender age, impressive figure, his dauntless courage and noble bravery, his brilliant victories in battles and wise method of administration and lastly his sudden and tragic end make the story of his short and illustrious life one of the romances of history. He was strong against opponents and tender-hearted to his friends.

According to al-Marzubani,

Muhammad bin Qasim was one of the great men of all times.

Life

I am hating my life,myself and people around me too.I know this is just a phase .i know life goes on and life will go on ....

Three passions have governed my life:
The longings for love, the search for knowledge,
And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].

Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.
In the union of love I have seen
In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision
Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge.
I have wished to understand the hearts of [people].
I have wished to know why the stars shine.

Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens,
But always pity brought me back to earth;
Cries of pain reverberated in my heart
Of children in famine, of victims tortured
And of old people left helpless.
I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot,
And I too suffer.

This has been my life; I found it worth living.
By Bertrand Russell

Legends of the fall

One of my all time favourite Movie

Some people hear their own inner voices with great cleanness.
And they live by what they hear.
Such people become crazy, or they become legends

GET Well Soon

Sending my brightest wishes to Sonia Ayesha‘s Mother
Aunt , Wishing you Health, Happiness and Quick Recovery

Long March

"The Darkest hour of the night comes just before the dawn "

listen this master piece written by Aaitzaz Ahsan ,sung by Laal Band.

My First Day At College

I wrote this story nearly five years ago for the story telling competition at PACC .

1ST January 2001 was my first day at College. I was so happy and a little scared. As you all know it has become customary with the seniors students of the college to greet the new entrants with a light comedian spirit. This practice is commonly known as “FIRST YEAR FOOLING “.
I was well aware of it so were most of my friends. We were all conscious about it and went to the college in a group. Unexpectedly seniors were very kind and helpful to us all .then the bell rang and they guided us to our class. We were about 60 student .we started talking with each other. Suddenly, a young guy Came in to our class and introduced himself as Mr. Altaf Khan; our new teacher .He was just like a fourth year student. The two boys of our class Rehan and Ali stood and wanted to inquire about him from the principal office to make sure that he was a teacher. Mr.altaf confidently permitted them. In the meantime, he told us about his background and his subject and his education from Oxford. Then the two boys confirmed that he is our teacher .we were all very much impressed by his politeness and his great knowledge about his subject. In the end of the class, he gave us subject notes and he wanted that any student should take the responsibility to Photostat them for entire class. Again, Rehan and Ali stood and took the responsibility and collected 50 Rs from every student. Then the class was over we were all very happy to get a very good teacher.
Suddenly, we heard noises made by student talking and laughing outside our class. We went outside to check what was happening. We were shocked to see that our highly educated teacher Mr. khan and our two class fellows rehan and ali along with the whole fourth year were standing ,having a bottle and burger in their hands. As they were all celebrating their victory to make us fools. They all had wining smile on their faces. They all welcomed us with the slogan “first year fools, Zindabad” and that time we all just thought about highly educated teacher, our 50 Rs and our unawareness at how the fourth year can really come up with different ideas to make the first year fool.

At last after a long long time, Pakistani cricket team is in the news for positive reasons. A test match played here in Karachi after an eighteen month gap and icing on the cake is that Younis khan made a triple century.
I was so happy yesterday and 400 seems to me the reality but just when i got up today , my sis gave the news that he got out on 313.So near yet so far.

Of late I have posted a lot of stuff in Urdu here .but now I realized that Urdu and English can’t go side by side in one blog or may be I don’t have capability actually to do it. So I have decided to make a new blog for Urdu stuff. I have read a lot of Urdu stuff last year and I have a plan this year to read more. I always feel pity on myself because neither I know the English rightly nor Urdu. But this is the case with some other people also.

I remember I was watching a TV program in which they were interviewing Japanese who was well versed in Urdu. They were also taking live phone calls .Somebody called and wanted to talk to Japanese.

Caller : Hello
Japanese : Asalam-o -Alaikum
Caller : walaikum Asalam
Japanese : ap ka ism sharif ?
Caller : ji !! kiya kaha ap ne ?
The interviewer then interrupted and told the caller that the guest was asking his name. Here is the link of my new Urdu blog آوازِانا