Azab-e-yaad-e-maazi

"Tumhara dil nahi kerta hamari zindagi phir 20-22 baras peeche chali jaaye. Wahi college ke din hoN. ....KhwaboN khiloN ki jaagir ho. Na rishton ka gum ho na duniya ke bandhan.... Be-fikri ke din hoN aur mehfiloN ki raataiN ho" 

"Nahi mera aesa bilkul bhi ji nahi chahta" 

"kiun?" 

"Maaazi ke kuch arse ka - aik aik lamha main ne jis barzakh (hell) main guzara hai - sirf mera khuda jaanta hai. Jub perdes main be-yaar-o-madadgar tumhe shohr 'iron rod' se itna marta ho ke tumhe 'rib factures' ho jaye aur 'renal hematoma' bun jaye aur itne 'bruises' hoN ke chehra pehchana na jaaye. Phir dusri shadi ho aur woh tumhare ma baap aur bhai ke saare paise jahez main le ker tumhe raat 11 baje ghar se nikal de. Kubhi tum 'Detroit' ki sardioN main sarak kinare aik suit case le ke khare ho. Tumhe poora mahina dost ki gaari main raat so ke guzarni pare - aur aahista aahista aik aik tinka jama ker ke jub thora sa qarar aaye magar baalon main chandni jhankne lage - to - nahi dil nahi chahta ke maazi laut ker wapas aaye"

Modern Sufi

Sufi ki sab se achhi taa'reef (definition) Ashfaq Ahmad ne bayan ki hai: "Jo shaks dusre insaanoN ke liye aasani (comfort) paida kare wohi Allah ke raste ka musafir aur sufi hai".

Zaroori nahi Allah ke sufi aur baba log sirf jangal bayabanoN main rehte hon. Woh insaanoN ke beech - 3 piece suit pahen ker far far angrezi bol ker clean shave bhi hote hain.

Mera Khayal hai ke agar aaj ke daur main sufi hote hain to Allah ke sab se bare Auliya koi "Economist" honge. Aaj ke daur main insaan ka sab se bara masla gurbat (poverty) hai. Saari bimariaN isi bhook, piyas aur aflas ki paidawar hain

- Globally the uneven distribution of wealth -

A true "Economist" try to find ways to make quality of life better for humans.

Jese aap ne Grameen Bank wale us Bengali Baba - Professor Muhammad Yunus ka naam to suna hoga! - bus Allah wale log aese hi hamare aas paas rehte hain

Story of 3 Fishes

(Maulana Rumi ki is hikayat ko samjhane main mujhe aadhi umer lag gai - What a wise sufi he was)

"This is a story of the lake and the three big fish that were in it. Some fisherman came to the edge of the lake with their nets. The three fish saw them. The intelligent fish decided at once to leave, to make the long, difficult trip to the ocean. He thought, "I won't consult with these two on this. They will only weaken my resolve, because they love this place so. They call it home. Their ignorance will keep them here."The wise fish saw the men and their nets and said, "I"m leaving."

The half-intelligent fish thought, "I've lost my chance to escape. He mourns for a while, and then thinks, "What can I do to save myself from these men and their nets? Perhaps if I pretend to be already dead! I'll belly up on the surface and float like weeds float, just giving myself totally to the water. To die before I die." So he did that. He bobbed up and down, helpless, within arm's reach of the fishermen. "Look at this! The best and biggest fish is dead." One of the men lifted him by the tail, spat on him, and threw him up on the ground. He rolled over and over and slid secretly near the water, and then, back in voyaging to ocean.

Meanwhile, the third fish, was agitatedly jumping about, trying to escape with his agility and cleverness.The net, of course, finally closed around him, and as he lay in the terrible frying-pan bed, he thought, "If I get out of this, I'll never live again in the limits of the lake. Next time, the ocean! I'll make the infinite my home."

Moral of the story: False sense of comfort - makes one blind from reality till it hits on the face and sometime its too late.

It is the same concept as described in world's bestseller "who moved my cheese" (I strongly recommend you all to read this. Its a small book you can finish in an hour but an extremely important read).

Kabhi laut aayein to poochna naheen dekhna unhein gour se
Jinhein raaste mein khabar hui, keh yeh raasta koi aur hai (salim Kausar)

Boss, Bread and Butter

"Why you refused promotion?"
"I don't want to be a boss"
"Why?"
"One thing you may have to do sometime as a boss, is to fire someone. And for me, taking away someone's bread and butter is the worst thing to do".

Qari Sherullah

(In last few weeks, we had posts/comments on father-daughter relationship - Here is one story from mazi ke dareeche)


Qari Sherullah agar dande na maarte to khud ki qasam hamara kubhi bhi 'khatme-Quran' na hota.

Abbu ne Qari Sherullah ko khuli chutti de rakhi thi ke jitna chahe maare peete magar bus aik baar mera aur bhai ka 'khatme-Quran' ho jaaye. Main ne aur bhai ne Qari Sherullah ke khub dande khaye.....Us umer main hame Allah mian se to dar lugta tha magar Namaz, Roze, Quran pe dil maail nahi hota tha.

Yun to Qari Sherullah ka kaam 'auto-tyre' ka tha magar unka 'business' unka beta dekhta tha. Unki beti hamari umer ki hogi aur hamare saath hi quran parhti thi. Qari Sherullah apni beti se bara piyar kerte. Uski koi baat na talte. Us ki zid ke aage maand par ke ghar pe VCR bhi lagwa liye, bus is shart ke saath ke sirf purani hindustani filmaiN dekhi ja'ain gi. Hame bara gussa aata ke - hum ko danda aur beti ko halwa?

Hamara 'khatme-Quran' huwa - mithaii bati, milad huwi aur hum ne sukoon ka saans liye ke chalo Allah mare Qari Sherullah se jaan chuti. Ab har dopher khub cricket khelaiN ge.

Aik raat ko mohalle ke nukkar pe bethe hum larke gap laga rahe the ke - Qari Sherullah 'video' ki dukan se aik bharti film ki video le ker baramad huwe. Hum larkoN ko dekh ker jhenp se gaye. Hum lurkoN ko bus mauqa chaiye tha - Allah de aur banda le! - Hum sab ne unpe woh awazaiN kasi ke, parwardigar ki tobah!.... ..Kisi ne kaha - 'Haye meri Rekha',... koi bola - "siri devi ke thumke', ....Mujhe yaad hai - main ne awaz khenchi "Rajesh Khanna, kha le ganna".....

Ab sochta hun to yaad aata hai ke Qari Sherullah ki aankhon main aansu dubduba gaye the...

2 roz baad mujhe unki beti 'Safoora' gali main mili to kehne lagi: "Tum logoN ne mere abbu ke saath theek nahi kiya. Abbu ne to aaj tuk kubhi koi indian film nahi dekhi. Bhai ghar pe nahi tha, main ne zid pakar li ke, abbu bus film dekhni hai. Abbu meri zid ke aage haar gaye. Aur apne saare asooloN ko balaye taak rakh ker na jaane kin qadmoN se 'video' ki dukan tuk gaye - magar tum logoN ne woh zillat di ke poori raat sajde main gir ker rote rahe. Allah tum logoN se is ka hisaab zaroor kare ga."

Kuch dinoN baad Qari Sherullah hamara mohallah chor gaye...

Ye beti ki mohabbat bhi ajeeb cheez hoti hai. Qari Sherullah to beti ki mohabbat ko sir aankhoN pe bitha ker sarkhuru ho gaye magar mera zameer aaj bhi hisaab ke dar se betha jaata hai.

Qayamat ke roz Qari Sherullah to mujhe 'khatme-Quran' karane ka sawab le ker jannat main daakhil ho jaayaiN ge - magar main na jaane kese khud ko hisab ke azab se bacha paun ga!

Philosophies of Rule

(As described by a friend)

I found 2 philosophies to rule in history

"Divide and Rule" - as practiced by British
"Provide and Rule" - as practice by Americans

An act of kindness

Mere ghar se thore aage bachhon ka aik elementary school hai - jis ke saath aik chota sa park aur jheel hai - jahan sham ke waqt log 'walk' aur 'jogging' kerte hain.

Kul sham main 'drive' kerke ghar ki taraf aa raha tha ke - main ne dekha, aik 'old chinese couple' jinki umer 70 ya 80 baras hogi -school ke aas paas- walk ker rahe hain aur unke haaton main aik theli hai - aur unhe jahan koi kachra (trash) nazar aata hai, woh use utha lete hain.

Ye aik bari aam si baat thi magar main bara impress huwa. Na to unka ye amal kisi sarkari daftar se 'acknowledge' hoga - na'hi unhe 'community association' ne aesi koi zimedari saunpee hai - magar chunke woh apne 'neighborhood' ko saaf suthra rakhna chahte hain unhon ne is umer main bhi aik choti si zimedari khud hi utha li !! Sach hai insaan naik amal ke liye kabhi burha nahi hota.

aap ko nahi lagta - ye bohat bara amal hai? - Mujhe aesa lagta hai...

Aik Sham

Kul shaam, main apni beti ko park main le gaya. Wahan khelne ke baad woh, wahiN mere seene pe sir rakh ker so gai. Shaam Dhal rahi thi aur Aasman pe poora sunehri chand tha. Meri zindagi main shayed is se ziyada shireeN aur taskeen bhara lamha pehle kubhi na aaya ho. Faiz sahab bohut yaad aaye

Shaam ke pech-o-kham sitaron se
Zeena-zeena utar rahi hai raat
Yoon saba paas se guzarti hai
Jaise keh di kisi ne pyaar ki baat.
..........
Shaane-baam par damakta hai
Meherban chandni ka dast-e-jameel
Khaak mein ghul gayi hai aabe-najoom
Noor mein ghul gaya hai arsh ka neel.
...........
Dil se paiham khayal kahta hai
Itni shireen hai zindagi is pal
Zulm ka zahar gholne wale
Kamran ho sakenge, aaj na kal
Jalwagahe-visaal ki shamayein
Wo bujha bhi chuke agar, to kya
Chand ko gul karen, to hum jane.

Bachpun aur Jawani ka Shahr

Hum jis shahr main apna bachpun aur jawani guzarte hain - woh hamari ragon main aese rach bus jaata hai ke us ka zahar maut ke aakhri lamhoN tuk tarya'q nahi paata. Shifaa nadarat!

My father was unable to get Bombay out of his system and I could not get Karachi out.

Aaj USA main barsoN guzar jaane ke baad bhi, khawaboN main - Karachi ki galiyaN, mohalle aur chobare mera peecha nahi chorte....

Baqol Ghalib
Ibne maryam huwa kare koi
Mere dard ki dawa kare koi

Is that true for you too?

Trust

Zindagi main khun se bhi bara aik rishta hota hai - 'Bharose ka rishta' (trust). Jub ye tootta hai to sab se ziyada takleef hoti hai - jese kaanch ka koi glass haathon main toot jaaye aur bohat si choti choti kirchiyaaN andar ko dhans jaaye - aur insaan bus hateli khol ke halke halke raste khoon aur un pe lagi kirchiyooN ko dekhta reh jaaye!

Emotional Intelligence

(Following is a classic example of having Emotional Intelligence)

"Tumhe apni 'Saukan' pe gussa nahi aata?"

"Us pe Gussa kiun aaye?
Mera saara dukh to khud mere apne shohar ki bewafaii hai.....
Woh na hoti to koi aur hoti".