Reasons of surge in anti army narrative

Desperate and consequential speech by Nawaz Sharif at APC and forceful counter by Army, revealing Nawaz League's attaché Zubair Umer's reaching out to COAS exposed the ugly face noon. As if late night party organization by Talal was not enough. For the past decade and two years, Army has been patient and has been dragging its feet from direct involvement in political affairs. And probably this stance is known to thug politicians and they aim to exploit it by using exactly the opposite narrative based on past mistakes. Blatant mistakes have been grabbing power, protracted Army rules and direct involvement in politics like establishment of IJI etc. 

So what's exactly happening? Nawaz Sharif always hated Army. Maulana always remained power hungry. Why this vigorous campaign at this point in time? Why (unsuccessfully) oppose FATF & GB issues? 

Reaaon is simple. We are on one page. Pakistan is getting stable. Pakistan is not fighting others' wars anymore. Its fighting its own battles like drive against cancerous corruption and economic growth. Indicators are positive. Pakistan has proved its mettle in the region. Lets look around, who would be unhappy with this kind of progress. India, Israel, US, UK etc. Together we may call them international establishment. 

Is any other professional army in the entire world being singled out like the way Pakistan Army is at the moment? Literally, professional to the core. Not in slogans, not in publicity, in actual a competitive and competent force on God's earth. Only Army to have quashed terrorism on its soil.

But the problem is that IK & Bajwa are not budging. Whereas, international establishment would like to replace them with old tested stooges. However, despite pushing buttons of PPP through Cynthia Richie like implants, PPP remained content with current term looting of Sindh. Next is Nawaz Sharif. He seems willing. Adroitly, he published his pictures doing different acceptable things and jumped the bandwagon. Another, tool is Maulana. Both are desperate. Both are heading towards the bitter end. Because, they could survive any shenanigans but anti Pakistan narrative shielded in anti army narrative. It didn't work for Altaf Hussain. It won't work for them. This in itself is good news that we may eventually get rid of Zia regime's last and biggest blunder.

Maulana & Nawaz are desperate to muddle. They have been discredited already. They have nothing to lose. At the same time, they have received a nod from outside. Government has to act really fast and act now. It should not allow them too much freedom of action to thwart Pakistan's current progression graph. And for people, please don't trust media, it's a sold out. 

Only Allah knows the whole Truth. 

APC Ambush speech of desperation

'Altaf Hussain's ambush speech' at APC surprised all Pakistani participants, fixed laat nail in Mr Sheen's 'premier' hopes and rejoiced Modi's India. Even hosts are regretting.
Was he Altaf or someone who sounded like him? 🤔🤔🤔
Irrespective of his identity, he was extremely desperate. He is stuck in the past. He targeted Army of today for Army of the past. Woe to those military men who catapulted him to political arena. Infact Altaf Hussaim and his desperate clone are both product of same era. Military masterminds should first accept mistakes of usurping power and then hanging on it for protracted time. Secongly, sowing these two cancerous seeds in political field. Both are heading for the same ending. Bhai is slightly ahead. Desperation of his sound alike will further expose his ugly shrek face in coming times.
Good news is that its end of the road for his pooh politics.
UK walks, controlled photo-ops, anxiety fits, venom against Pakistan and unhappy ending of an absconder seems to be his fate. Pretty much is the fate of anti Pakistan elements. 

میرا ‏سخی ‏مالک

     یہ فکس سوچ ھوگی کہ تقدیر تو پہلے سے لکھی ھے اور اس میں ردوبدل تو ھوگا نہیں تو پھر ھمارے کرنے کو کچھ رہ نہیں جاتا. جو تقدیر میں لکھا ھے پس ھوناھے. یہ سوچ منفی روئیے اور مایوسی کا باعث بنتی ھے. یقیناً وسوسے ڈالنے والی پارٹی کا کاروبار اسی کارن چلتاھے. 

    پہلے سے لکھا فکس نہیں بلکہ فلیکس ایبل ھےَ.میرا مالک تو اتنا سخی ھے کہ اپنے لکھے کو بھی بدل دیتاھے. جانےکون سی ادا پسند آجائے. بس مخفی اداؤں پر دھیان رکھنا ھوگا یعنی نیت اور اس پر مبنی عمل پر. اخلاص کے سوا کوئی چارہ نہیں 

    ظاھری اداؤں سے لکھا ھوا نہیں بدلنے والا. ظاھری معاملات ظاھر کا علم رکھنے والی مخلوق کے لئے  ھیں اور مخلوق تو اتنی کم علم ھے کی اچھی نیت پر بھی شک کا گمان کر گزرتی ھے

    یہی وجہ ھے کہ سخاوت صرف مالک جلی شانه کا خاصہ ھے- سخی وہ جو رحمان بھی ہےمیرے سخی مالک کی سخاوت سے لو لگا لیں. یہی ایک امید باقی ھے جو آپ کے إخلاص نیت پر منحصر ھے اور امید ہی زندگی کی گاڑی کا ایندھن ھے. اچھی نیت کے ساتھ مانگنا بھی مقبول عمل ھے کیونکہ مانگنے سے ہی ملتاھے. اور میرا مالک تو سخی ھے. 

آپ کو رحمتوں بھرا دن نصیب ھو. آمین 

دعاگو اور طالب دعا اسد جمال 

    

Azadi vuvuzela and hope

 Yesterday, at the stroke of midnight, I was woken up by stressful noise coming from the neighborhood. As it happens after half an hour's sleep, I was disoriented and bewildered trying to figure out the cause of that coarse sound coupled with gunfire crackles. May be terrorist attack. May be a fight between armed groups. May be an ongoing robbery. However, orientation took effect, firing sounded more like fireworks which gave the impression of a marriage celebrations but soon it changed when it dawned upon me that these were Independence Celebrations. And that stressful sound emanated from Azadi Vuvuzela. And next two hours of uninterrupted freedom celebration sounds unleashed a train of thoughts. Am I running out of steam? Or am I just being grumpy for sleep disturbance? Where is my patriotism? Or is this the only form of patriotic expression we are left with? Are we really free to celebrate anything at all?

Deep scars of Colonial subjugation translated into rule of Desi Gora Sahab. We kept writing our history and we kept deleting it. Ayub's dictatorship was celebrated. It followed  romanticism with his nemesis and prodigy Bhutto. Then a sea change. Butto's nemises Zia attracted our attention through his version of Islam. For better or for worse, it changed Pakistan. Patron (Zia) gave way to prodigy (NS). Democracy set in which turned out to be the best revenge. Instead of economic reformation like China we became a consumer market without means. Our answer to high tide of globalized materialism was corrupt practices which trickled from top to bottom. Then we gave democracy a break and switched to hybrid democratic dictatorial rule of Musharraf. In his tenure, middleclass got bank loans, hence, cars increased and road space decreased. Then the 'leadership' returned and democratic forces took reins. Its thirteenth consecutive year of successive democratic forces in power. Establishment decreased its direct involvement and politicians introduced a new form of bribe i.e extension. Resultantly, we are reeling on economic front. On diplomatic front, aligning with Ale Saud and US means indirectly supporting Israel and playing right into the hands of final world order. Governance is plagued by corruption of 90s. Nothing much to say on judiaciary and its hooligan wing of Wokala (وکلاء) because the matter is sub-judicious i.e judges are listening and advocates are speaking. They have spoken on numerous occasions by now and proved their mettle. Thanks to Zia's version of Islam, big chunk of society (particularly rural) is hostage to Mullah whereas remaining small chunk is totally confused by extremist liberals, anti-Pakistan narrative and growing fashion of atheism. At the turn of millennial, we adopted another cancerous trend i.e. evil nexus of politics and media. Agenda of politicians is sold by prime time media anchors like Hamids, Malicks, Kamran Shahids etc who party late night with each other and laugh at the sorry state of this nation. Brain drain is costing us. Iqbal and MA Jinnah were brains but they returned to subcontinent and paid back their due to the nation. Brains of free Pakistan are just keyboard warriors because western lifestyle is more addictive than they initially thought. 

Hence, our standard of celebrating independence is fireworks modernized by sweet sound of azadi vuvuzela and not to mention silencerless bikes of Pindi Boys. Happy 73rd Indepence Day sans Indepence hoping to have one soon Insha Allah. Hope is our only hope.

Only Allah knows the whole Truth. 

Our Al Kahaf today is Al Quran

Juma Mubarak. Al Kahf time. 

Whichever out of two you are celebrating today: Hajj Maubarak & Eid Mubarak. 22 years ago Margret Jones, an old British lady sarcastically took a jibe on different moons and eids among Muslims. It seems that her next generation would be smirking on the same issue on some other foreign Muslim (synonymous with terrorist lately) bloke like me. In short, divided eid day celebrations' saga continues to date. Yet, magnitude of this difference is much smaller against unanimity on One God, One Book & One Prophet PBUH. 

Those young men of the cave known in Christian traditions as Seven Sleepers were from respectable social status almost equal to middle class of today's 'classification' of people. Finding out their faith in oneness of God, they were summoned to the court of King Decius (25 CE). They were given choice to denounce their faith or face the music. For them denouncing their faith equalled to giving up everything they had. They opted to take 'refuge' in a cave. Allah swt loved their act of unwavering sincere faith so much that he made them eternal. Every Juma including this Juma, billions including us celebrate their remembrance without actually knowing their names or numbers. So life is not about names or numbers, rather sincerity of intent and action. 

Is our faith under as serious an attack as Men of Cave? Yes, it is and it may get even worse with appearance o Dajjal. So what to do? Which cave should we seek protection in? Apparently, things have changed. Human knowledge, life style and intellectual capacity have attained newer and higher levels. Secondly, those young men didn't have the guidance of Al Quran at their disposal. We have this luxury but take nothing away from those celebrated heroes whose mention Allah swt made sure in his Command Communique (first five Rukuhs of Al Kahf, Surah 18).

Came to this one important conclusion after wondering for years on Al Kahf that 'the cave', 'the protection', and Al Kahf of today is Al Quran itself. Due to evolutionary progression, we are not going to caves for refuge rather the cave (Al Quran) is in our households. It is not an automatic open sesame. We have to show some real good intent to open its door. Once opened, sky is the limit. 

One minor but relevant conclusion from this story is that real test in life is also of middle classish people. The high end are free to run till The Day. The lowest end are the test. The middle ones are being actually tested.

Have a wonderful Eid. While running the knife across the neck of your ram, do recall the epic story of obedience and submission of Ibrahim & Ismail AS, whose sunnah we celebrate today or tomorrow Insha Allah. 

Only Allah knows the whole Truth. 

Strange Pretty Girl

You are huge exception, telling in advance
Special privilege you've got my confidant

Here is a story untold, deserves no one else
More than you to know this unique romance

First time ever went in trance, by a glance
Stange Pretty Girl, who I saw by chance

Location, an inconspicuous market place
The encounter, anything but perchance

Filled my heart with joy I sought but never
Felt, never thought it could, yet it did dance

Love was abundant for me, success galore
Yet she looked like my heart's missing manse

Exuding life as beautiful as life is, she was
Captivating, mesmerizing, that's my stance

So what to do? What a gentleman should
Comfort heart with fragrance of this panse

Days gone by, to my total surprise, saw again
Strange Pretty Girl, in different circumstance

Random things are not so random, it seems
Fate's internvention, not a look by chance

عجیب لڑکی ھو تم
غضب کی حسیں ھوتم
سوئے ہوئے ارمانوں کا
دلفریب انگن ھو تم
محض دکھ نہیں رھی
ہاں واقعی پری ھوتم
دل گداز نظم ھو تم
میرے واحد شاعری ھوتم
مسکراتی ھیں جب یہ آنکھیں
کیا کچھ کہ جاتی ھو تم
جانتی ھو سب اسلئے ھوئی
جس کی ھوگئی ھو تم
درد بھرے اس سمندر کا
دلکش جزیرہ ھو تم
سکون قلب میرے کا
واحد ذریعہ ھو تم
مصنوعی روشنیوں میں
امید کا دیا ھو تم
دل نہیں مانتا کہ رکوں
چلتا ھوں خوش رھو تم

Thoughts that led to the blog 'Thoughts'

Sensitive People are the artists within. Sensitivity takes them above the level of Sense Perception. This triggers a mental intercourse with the Muse. Muse is not a deity, neither could you see it. It is just a vessel dedicated for the carriage of thought from the Divine Source to human mind. Sensitive people or the Artists, should we say, then, express these Thoughts in different ways. The translation of Thought comes to fore in writing (poetry/ prose), speech, painting, invention or any other Act of differentiation.

 We all are sensitive. We all are artists. We all have our own signature expression. The difference is just the degree of sensitivity among our kind. The greater the sensitivity, the greater the Thought and even greater the expression of thought.

Sensitivity has all to do with the Connection. We take so much pain getting a good tariff / package, so that quality of signals, speed of GPRS and voice quality is up to the mark. To establish a good connection, some pain has to be taken and some price has to be paid. Because the quality of thought defines a person, and good quality clear thoughts will only come when the Connection is Good. 

Ostensibly routine and mundane things carry a much deeper signature of expression, which in its purity is matchless. For example, expression of a mother’s love for her child, a father’s concern for provision of his progeny, fearless expression of a child’s imagination, a teacher’s toil to the bring the best out of a student, genuine respect in a student’s heart for his teacher, a doctor’s professionalism and compassion to save life, a soldier’s dedication to his mission may it cost him his life and so on.

Subtle Sensitivity breeds sublime expression. Here, the quality of thought is directly proportional to the “connect” that soul has been able to establish with the Divine Source. For example, the philosophy of Rumi, Bullay Shah’s ‘sachian tay khariyan gallan’, poetry of Iqbal, prose of Wasif Ali Wasif and so on.

The signature expression of thought from mundane to sublime is all Divine. Sensitivity, thought and the art form we adopt to express these thoughts are not the attributes we acquire, rather these are Gifted to us from Someone who has all the knowledge, all the wisdom and all the power.

Stay Blessed