The Verdict

30th-September-2010

Dear Diary,

It was the D-day for the Muslims in India. Not that

Muslims in

Indian are any different from Muslims in another country but they were the ones who have been through the Babri Masjid demolition and the reactions of a disgraceful act almost 18 years back I guess 17 years. It doesn't matter actually; demolishing a mosque is not the only pain that a Muslim has to bear; many such mosques have been demolished in our hearts. Anyways, it was not just those 17 or 18 years; Muslims have been through it for centuries.

I am pretty sure not many Muslims liked the verdict of the high court on demolishing the Babri Masjid. Even I didn't. They declared that it is Ram janam bhoomi and the land is to be divided between Muslims and Hindus. When I first read it on the internet my immediate reaction was that "The place belongs to Muslims; and it must be returned to them with due respect. As it is archeologists say that there would be no possibility of even smell of human being 8lak yrs back almost the same time they claim about Ram's birth!'

Well the reaction was over and I started thinking about the decision. It reminded me of something very usual between siblings. It was me and my younger sister again. We always wanted to sit next to our mom for meal and it was just one seat next to her. One day another fight broke up between the two of us. We were quite young hardly 5 or 6 yrs as I recall. My mom got really bugged and wanted to settle it once and for all. She said that my sister will sit next to her and I will take up the other seat exactly opposit to her. Well we two were almost like next to mom. The places was divided. My sister was happy as if she has got what belongs to her but I wasn't. I somehow felt cheated. May be I wanted it all but I agreed to the decision half heartedly. It was the right decision though and I was too young to understand that.

It was just another division of the place. We two wanted to be closer to mom for say 30 minutes a day and we forgot the real motto behind being there. We were their to eat and not to sit next to her.

The jury did the right thing. Probably they acted like a mother. "Can't be partial with one child and leave the other one hurt". I totally believe that moms do understand that a bruised heart pains more than a skinned knee.

A muslim should anticipate that it was just a 2 or 3 acre of land and they are not loosing it. They still have a part of it. And 2 acres of land is nothing compared to ruling the country for 700 years. They had had enough of this country. Now that they are not ruling the country they should equally accept this. One shouldn't tolerate any injustice but then should stop saying that it was their land and they must get it back. Remember it was once their country too!

Akbar once asked Birbal "Tell me something that'll make me happy when I am sad and make me sad when I am happy". Birbal a very wise man indeed replied: Say to yourself "Even this will pass". I think every ruler should make sure that they make the best of it. Make sure that no hatred flourish in anybody's heart for whatever reason. Muslims couldn't do that in their rule; at least not as nicely as one should have done. I hope others don't repeat this. One should always remember even this will pass.

Ziaullah Khan

An inspiring day!!

3rd May 2010

Dear Diary,

Subeh ka waqt aaj meine yuhi barbad kar diya. Dopaher ka khana hone k baad mein apne kaam may lag gaya aur kuch zyada he timepass bhi kar liya.

Sham ko mausam acha hone per kuch der mein balcony may khada tha. Tabhi humare balcony ke shade per ek kabootar aa baitha. Jo kuch der baad shade ke kinare se chalne laga. Shade thoda slippery hone ki vaje se kabootar ke pair baar baar phisal rahe the. But wo fir bhi kinare se he chal raha tha; use niche girne ka koi darr nahi tha. Pata hai kyu? Kyunki use apne pankho per bharosa hai. Use pata tha agar kisi vaja se wo apne pairo per khada na bhi ho sake to wo udd sakta hai. Uske sath kuch bura nahi honga. Use koi nuksan nahi honga.

Aaj mujhe us kabootar se ek bahot badi sikh mili. Hume agar khud per bharosa hai to hume kisi cheez se darna nahi chahiye. Agar hume kisi cheez may risk dikhai deta bhi hai to hume ye ek baat kabhi bhulni nahi chahiye ki humare banane vale ne hume itna kabil banaya hai ki hum her ane vali musibat se lad sakte hai. Agar humare pair phisal bhi jaye to humare pankh hume niche girne nahi denge. Humare sath bhi kuch bura nahi honga. Hume bhi koi nuksan nahi honga. Is baat se badi himmat mili.

Ye sab batein sochate sochate Allama Iqbal ka ek sher yaad aa gaya. Jiska matlab mujhe aaj ke kabootar vale incidence ke baad shayad thik se samajh aya: 
1. Dil se nikalti hai jo baat asar rakhati hai
2. Par nahi rakhati, taqat-e-parvaaz magar rakhati hai.
Lafzi matlab
1. Words that come through your heart definitely make an impact
2. They have no wings; even then it keeps the strength to fly

Iska meaning ye hai ki tumhare mann may jo bhi hai wo karne se daro nahi. Agar tum sache mann se kuch kar rahe ho to tumhari khawahishein ek din bagair pankho ke bhi asman may udaan bharegi; aur sach may bahot unchi udaan bharegi. Tumhe sache mann se kiye hue pyar may success mil kar he rahega.

Sham ko mein Sauleha k ghar gaya tha. Arshiya mujhe dekh kar aaj kal sharmane lagi hai. Nazarein jhuka leti hai aur god may lene tak ankhein utha kar upar nahi dekhati :). Pagal ladki.
Udhar se ghar wapas aa kar mein apne kamare may he baitha raha. kareeb gayrah baje badi zoro ki hawa chalne lagi. Meine balcony jakar un kabootaron ko dekhane. :) zara zorr ki hawa chali nahi to kabootar darr kar khidki k ek kone may ja baithe. Aur meri subeh ki ek motivational story ek management theory may badal gayi.

Agar pura environment tumhare against hai to bekar ka risk matlo. Jab mausam badalega; sab kuch shant ho jayega; tab firse koshish karo; firse udaan bharo; bekar may jaan ko jokhim may dal kar hero banane ki koi zaroorat nahi. Life may bade bade kaam karne ke liye kabhi kabhar backfoot per bhi jana padta hai. Lad kar marne se acha hai; chup kar zinda reho. Wo muhawara nahi suna “Jaan hai; to jahaan hai”. Mein ye nahi kehta ke apne khawabo ka gala ghont kar unhe maardo. Nahi!!! Lekin, inhe apne dil ke sabse khubsoorat hisse may zinda rakho. Unhe panapne do. Kuch waqt ke liye apne khawabo ko multavi(suspend) karna buzdili nahi hai; samajhdari hai. Cheezo ke apane favour may ane tak apni himmat; hausla aur kabiliyat sabko dikhane ki koi zaroorat nahi. Ruk jao. Thum jao. Theher jao. Waqt badlega. Mausam badlega. Cheezein badalegi. Raat dhal jayegi. Subeh hongi. Kismat firse humsabko khush rehne ke; sath rehne ke bahot se mauqe dengi. Apni ankhe khuli rakho. Taki jab khushiyo ki raoshani in per pade to wo chundhiyaee na jaye. Ankhe band karke sahi waqt ka intezaar karne se acha hai ki ankhe khuli rakh kar waqt per nazar rakho. Sahi waqt ka intezaar karne se acha hai; ki sahi waqt ko pehchano. In baton may bahot barik farak hai. Ise samjho. Waqt to apne hisab se chalta rahega; badalta rahega; is ummeed may rehna ki cheezein khud-ba-khud thik ho jayegi; apne aap ko dhoka dene ke siwa kuch nahi. Agar dil may haosla na ho to ek kadam ka fasla milo lambe safar se bhi zyada mushkil ho sakta hai. Khair chodo.

Mein sota hu.

Good Night,
Zia

Nice article on love by Swami Vivekanand

I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: “You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.”

This was how I saw it:
As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.

This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love…they try to posses it, they demand, they expect… and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .

For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.

Give and don’t expect.
Advise, but don’t order.
Ask, but never demand.

It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.”

I won't live life of a common man!!

Because common man can't even imagine this .. even in his wildest fantasy..

Here is an excerpt of the letter of a father who is not so common, to the teacher of his son.

Dear Sir,

He will have to learn. I know, that all men are not just; all men are not true. But, teach him that for every scoundrel there is a hero; that, for every selfish politician, there is a dedicated leader. Teach him for every enemy there is a friend.

Steer him away from envy; if you can teach him the secret of quite laughter.

Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to lick. Teach him, if you can; the wonder of books; but, also give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and the followers on a green hillside.

In the school teach him, it is far more honourable to fail than to cheat.

Teach him to have faith in his own ideas; even if everyone tells him he is wrong.

Teach him to be gentle with gentle people; and tough with tough.

Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd; when everyone is getting on the band wagon.

Teach him to listen to all men; but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth and take only the good that comes through.

Teach him if you can, how to laugh when he is sad.

Teach him there is no shame in tears; teach him there to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness.

Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders; but never to put a price-tag on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob; and, to stand and fight, if he thinks he's right.

Treat him gently, but do not cuddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel. Let him have the courage to be impatient; let him have the patience to be brave.

Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself; because then he will have sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order; but see what you can do. He is such a fine fellow, my son!

Abraham Lincoln

A common man can mostly disseminate the common animal instinct; which surely are must for our survival in this competitive world. But, we are human; not even close to an animal; even when we are at our worst; we are NOT animals. In fact this animal instinct would awaken the animal in us and keep us involved in the basic needs through out our lives.

Only the greatest thinkers of the world could teach us the best lessons of life; and make us more human; than the so called humans.

Who am I?
A common man; with an uncommon desire to rise against all the odds; and make this world a better place to live.

- Zia