Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Faiz on Ashura

Raat aaee hai Shabbir pey yalgaar-e-bala hai

Sathi na koi Yar na gamkhwar raha hai

Monis hai to Ek dard kee Ghanghore Ghata hai

Mushfaq hai to Ek Dil key Dharakney kee sada hai

Tanhai kee, ghurbat kee, pareshani kee shab hai

Yeh Khana-e-Shabbir kee Wirani kee shab hai

Night has set in, manifold miseries have Shabbir chained,

No friend, no companion and no well-wisher has remained,

The dark clouds of pain and suffering, are but his soother,

And the throb of his wounded heart, is the only comforter,

It’s the night of a lonely being, stranger, stranded and molested,

It’s the night of Shabbir’s house, which is desolate and devastated.

Dushman kee sipah khwaab mein madhosh pari thee

Pal bhar ko kisi kee na idhar Ankh lagi thee

Har ek ghari Aaj qayamat kee ghari thee

Yeh Raat bahut Aal-e-Mohammad pey kadi thee

Reh reh key bukaa Ahl-e-Haram kartey they Aisay

Tham tham key Diya Aakri shab jalta hai jaisay

Fast Asleep, the enemy soldiers were senselessly lying,

But this side, non could even wink in a situation trying,

This day, each and every moment was mortifying,

To the progeny of the Holy Prophet, this night was most terrifying,

The house-folks bewailed so, at times but helplessly,

As if the snuffed-out candle, flickers at the night-end slowly.

Ek ghoshay mein Un Sokhta Samanon key Salaar,

Un Khak basar, Khaknuma Weeron key Sardaar,

Tasna lab-o-Darmanada- o-Majboor- o-Dil-Figaar,

Is shaan sey bhaithay they Shah-e-Lashkar- e-Ahraar,

Masnad thi, na khilaat thi, na khuddam kharey they,,

Haa tan pey jidhar dekhyee, So Zakham Sajay they

In a nook there was, the Commander of the deprived creatures,

The Chief of those uprooted and molested creatures,

Broken-hearted, exhausted, helpless and thirsty,

The Leader was sitting but with great dignity,

Neither was royal cushion, nor robe, nor were the attendants standing,

Multiple wounds were on his body, blood from each was oozing.


Funeral of the Martyrs of the Main Ashura Procession - 1431 Hijri - 29th Dec 2009 - Karachi

Nauha recited after the Funeral prayer of the Martyrs of the Main Ashura Procession 1431 in Karachi.

And say not of those who are slain in the way of Allah: "They are dead." Nay, they are living, though ye perceive (it) not. (Al-Baqarah ~ 154)

Britto Road - full of Labbaik Ya Hussin a.s.!!

No chant is better than Labbaik Ya Hussain!

A salute to all the martyr of the Ashura procesion 1431 Hijri at Karachi.

Ready for namaz e janazah

Ashura 1431 Continues...

Right now at the funeral for the martyr of Ashura pocession of yesterday at Karachi.

Kullo Yomin Ashura - Kullo Arzin Karbala!
(Every day is Ashura - Every land is Karbala)
Labbaik Ya Hussain a.s.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Wish I had stayed a little longer...

Labbaik Ya Hussain!
Labbaik Ya Hussain!!

I wish I had stayed a little longer... There occurred a blast which killed at least 30 at the procession today and many injured.

I just contacted a friend who is still at juloos and he says that people have flocked in to continue the procession. This is the spirit of Labbaik Ya Hussain! May Allah curse those who attacked the peaceful procession... May Allah curse the Yazid of time and his party!

Labbaik Ya Hussain a.s.!!!!

Salam e Akhir

I'm leaving the Main Ashura Procession 1431 now.

"Bachay Tou Aglay Baras, Hum Hain Aur Yeh Gham Hai..
Jo Chal Basay Tou Yeh Apna Salam e Aakhir Hai"

Down with America! Down with Israel!

As part of the Main procession - Imamia Student Organization holds a protest against the tyrants and opressors of current time - America and Israel.

Right after namaz, the procession resumes.

Labbaik Ya Hussain!!!

We chant the slogan which still sends shivers to the spine of the Yazid of the day!



Reciting ziarat e ashura on the day of ashura is regarded as one of the greatest deeds...

Flocks of procession participants rushing to Namaz

After all - Namaz is what the Ahle Bait and Imam Hussain a.s. At Karbala gave their lives for... One of the famous quote from Imam Hussain a.s. On the eve of Ashura is 'I love Namaz' (excerpt/self translated)

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Preparation for Namaz

Preparations and checking for namaz at the Markazi Juloos - mobile wuzu khana.

Hayya Alas Salah!

The strive to reach the first row...

The procession is so jam packed that right now for me reaching the first row is like a mountain to climb!

Hussain a.s. - the Victor who helps victims become victors!

I remember Hasan Nasrullah's speech on ashoor day few years back - he explained what Labbaik Ya Hussain a.s. Means - Labbaik Ya Hussain means sacrificing your sons, your brothers, and your children without any grief over the cause of Islam.

Labbaik Ya Husain!

Live Blogging from Main Procession 1431 hijri

Arriving here at the juloos after majlis ended, I found the juloos reached Saddar - Empress Market. I have travelled through the whole procession, and like every year I feel that I have never seen such a massive population on roads.

More observations to follow - stay tuned, and if you reside in any city where any procession in under progress, go ahead and be a part. Remember this procession is not a ritual - it is the vow against every opressor of the world.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Reflections Regarding Silence

For a couple of years, the topic of Silence had been one of my interests, and maybe confusion as well. Recently, the question of ‘to be or not to be’ rose and I was being lazy in finding the answers – and just reading about Imam Ja’far al-Sadiq on Wikipedia, found a quote by him placed on the page as:


“The perfection of intellect is in three (things): humbleness for God, good certainty, and silence except for good.”


So I get the answer. Praise to be Allah – who provides without even asking – and when we ask, it is He who provides much more than we ask for.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Leave Your Houses To Be Physically Present In The Majalis

No matter how busy you are; exams/business/house related problems/poor health/Terror Threat or others, YOU have NO EXCUSE to sit at home.


Don’t rely on TV/Internet for Majalis, but be PHYSICALLY present in the Majalis. When Bibi Zainab s.a. could perform Aza in the most troublesome of circumstances, NONE OF OUR EXCUSES WOULD WORK!




(Reportedly a message from Agha Jawwad Naqvi on 19th December 2009.)

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Moharram 1431

Aankhon Kay Sahilon Pe Hai Ashkon Ka Aik Hujoom
Shayad Gham-e-Hussain Ka Mosam Qareeb Hai


Courtesy: S. Meesum Raza

Monday, December 14, 2009

From the German Resistance Memorial

You did not bear the shame

You resisted

Sacrificing your life

For Freedom, Justice and Honor


- From the German Resistance Memorial, Berlin


Monday, November 30, 2009


It’s amazing how one word, at times, encapsulates every intricacy of your life, how one person simply completes you, how one moment defines you, how one mistake destroys you...

"One" is such an amazing quantity. Its always this "one" in the whole wide universe that makes the difference ... rest doesn't matter! How this "one" changes your life altogether ... and come to think of it ... "one" is just a bit more than none!!!


Courtesy: Mohtashim Jangda



Sunday, November 15, 2009


So long as the people do not care to exercise their freedom, those who wish to tyrannize will do so; for tyrants are active and ardent, and will devote themselves in the name of any number of gods, religious and otherwise, to put shackles upon sleeping men.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Email from 11th Feb 2008

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.

I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?'

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'

I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.

'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.'

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Jiyo tou Aisay!

Faasla Zuruur Hai
Manzilon Se Duur Hai
Hausla Magar Dikhana Chahiyay!!

Saans Hai Tou Aas Hai
Aas Hai Tou Pyaas Hai
Pyaas Hai Tou Phir Bhujana Chahiyay!!

Jhuki Jhuki Na Ho Nazren, Jhukay Na Sar - Jiyo Tou Aisay!

Sehma Sehma Sa Ho Dil Na Ho Koee Dar - Jiyo Tou Aisay!

Aaey Jo Ghum Tou Muskurao!
Muskura Kay Galay Lagao!
Aagay Aagay Barhtay Jaana Saath Sab Chalayn!

Jiyo Tou Aisay!
Jiyo Tou Aisay!

Khud Pe Gar Yaqeen Ho
Zindagi Haseen Ho
Dil Ko Apnay Yeh Bata Do Aaj Hi!
Waqt Ka Usuul Hai
Rokna Fuzuul Hai
Mushkilon Ko Yeh Bata Do Aaj Hi
Kaanton Bhari Rehguzar Na Chhootay Magar - Jiyo Tou Aisay!
Chahay Andheray Hon Rukay Na Kabhi Safar - Jiyo Tou Aisay!
Aa'ey Jo Ghum Tou Muskurao - Muskura Kay Galay Lagao
Aagay Aagay Barhtay Jaana Saath Sab Chalayn!

Jiyo Tou Aisay!
Jiyo Tou Aisay!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Vaikh Bandya

Vaikh Bandya
Aasmaana te udd'de panchi,
Vaikh te sahi ki karde ne,
Na o karde rizq zakheera,
Na o bhukke marde ne,
Kadi kisay ne pankh pakheru,
Bhukke marde vaikhe ne?
Bandey ee karde rizq zakheera,
Bandey ee bhukke marde nay

Here is a crude English translation:

Behold o people
The birds flying in the sky,
Do take a look and see what they do,
Neither do they pile up food,
Nor do they die of hunger,
Has anyone ever seen the birds
dying due to hunger?
Its the people who pile up food,
Its the people who die of hunger.

Our planet has enough food supply to feed every living being but still we see people dying of hunger. It is so unfortunate that everyone of us just wants to pile up food for ourselves not thinking about others. Our shops and superstores are full of food stuff but still only a short distance from it there will be someone feeling the pain of hunger.

There is more than enough to completely satisfy the hunger of everyone on this planet but unfortunately there is not enough to even barely satisfy our greed.

from: http://mukalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vaikh-bandya.html

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Chand Raat Frenzy

Although it was pretty much probable that the Chand Raat will be tonight, much of the things are still to be done. Socks, chappals, kurta alteration, and much more stuff!

This is a frenzy that catches all of us on nearly every Chand Raat. And is sweet.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Help required in NWFP

August 23, 2009 1st Ramdhan 1430 A.H Momineens of Tank (N.W.F.P) are facing situation like Karabala, Taliban terrorists have disconnected their water supply. Whenever some one goes to get water he is martyred. The Voice of Karbala is still there to awake us "Hal min Nasir Yansurna" . There is immediate need to install tube well for water. It is the matter of life and death. The estimated cost of the project is Rs 1,600,000 (PKR) In this regard you are requested to contact us on 0345-2185559 or azaralizain@gmail.com (original contact info changed due to confidentiality - please contact me and I will forward you the info)

Awful Voice from Tank (The Contemporary Karbala)
We present this situation on behalf of the Ulema, Matami Anjumans, and Trustees of Shiite Muslims of District Tank, NWFP, Pakistan In our beloved country some terrorists are following their un-holy ambitions. They are making targets all innocent peoples inside all parts of country without any difference of cast, creed and sect. Target killings, car bomb blasts, suicide attacks are being committed daily basis. These incidents have never been observed in the history of Pakistan. In Tank district the sectarian terrorists have opened a continuous front against Shiite Muslims on with the support of foreign agencies. Due to this, Shiite is facing instability and very danger situation in surviving.

Appeal From Momineen of Tank
We the Shia Muslims from district Tank are facing following problem; your cooperation is required in this regard. Migration is started because of bad situation of Peace. Momineens lives, properties and families are in severe risk. Properties are being occupied forcefully. Momineens are repelled in certain neighbor. Many Shia Muslims have left Tank city. Imambargahs have been attacked. Momineens are harassed on gunpoint and are compelled to be converted on so-called Muslim..that's a great tragedy. Unemployment is increased too much. Shia Muslims are not even getting labor work. Business is finished, due to the situation; brutal financial trouble is being faced there. Shiite's property's value has become very low. If someone becomes able to sell it then he is hijacked by terrorists, thus all the money is looted in ransom. Education is disturbed too much; parents are not able to send their kids in school because of the fear of hijacking Series of hijacking started for ransome, Ccmmunication and all kind of movements are totally seized because of hijacking, target killings suicide and remote control attacks. Situation of criminal cases are not satisfactory. Law and order situation are very poor, momineens don't have any protection. Because of such situation like-war people are not able to get medical aid or any treatment facility We are not able to observe any ceremony or ritual, Majalis, Mourning Procession, Funeral Prayer and marriage ceremonies are totally unsecured. To make theses secure extra expenses and a big security team is used. We are getting threatening letters and are compelled to migrate, our properties are being planned to occupy. Momineen are getting economic as well as mental worries day by day.

You are requested
You are Appealed to follow our request as momineen of Tank can get rid of worries. Kindly Protest through banners, play cards and hand bills, distribute these in nimaz-e-Juma, raise your voice in support of mazloom momineen of Tank and arrange protest in their support. Arrange briefings and seminar on situation of Tank as momineen could be aware of the conditions and problems of their oppressed brothers. Meet with higher authorities in form of delegation on behalf of your platforms, aware them the actual situation and insist them to take action against terrorism. Momineen of Tank passing below poverty line several people, they need help in medical, finance education, sponsorship, and employment. Many injured and disabled are waiting for your help. Water supply in different areas of district Tank is disconnected so there is immediate need for arrangement of drinking water and pond. Whenever some one goes to get water he got martyred. Momineen are requested to visit Tank city and vicinity Shia areas like Grah Baloch, Grah Ranwal and Grah Runwal. For contribution in water supply project please contact to 0345-2185559 or azaralizain@gmail.com (original contact info changed due to confidentiality - please contact me and I will forward you the info)

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Moon of the Month of Ramadan

Imam Zaynul Abidin (as), once, gazed at the new moon of the month of Ramadan while he was walking. He therefore stopped and said the following:

O obedient creature,

speedy and untiring,

frequenter of the mansions of determination,

moving about in the sphere of governance!

I have faith in Him Who lights up darknesses through you,

illuminates jet-black shadows by you,

appointed you one of the signs of His kingdom

And one of the marks of His authority,

So, He identified time through You,

And humbled you through increase and decrease,

And rising and setting,

And illumination and eclipse.

In all of this you are obedient to Him,

And prompt toward His will.

Glory be to Him! How wonderful is what He has arranged in Your situation!

How subtle what He has made for Your task!

He has made You the key to a new month for a new situation.

So I ask Allah, my Lord and Your Lord,

my Creator and Your Creator,

my Determiner and Your Determiner,

my Form-giver and Your Form-giver,

that He bless Mu¦ammad and his Household

and appoint You a crescent of blessings not effaced by days

and of purity not defiled by sins;

a crescent of security from blights

and of safety from evil deeds;

a crescent of auspiciousness containing no misfortune,

of prosperity accompanied by no adversity,

of ease not mixed with difficulty,

of good unstained by evil;

a crescent of security and faith,

favor and good-doing,

safety and submission!

O Allah, bless Mu¦ammad and his Household,

place us among the most satisfied of those over whom the crescent has risen,

the purest of those who have looked upon it,

the most fortunate of those who have worshiped You under it;

give us the success during [the new month] to repent,

preserve us within it from misdeeds and exposition to punishment,

allot to us within it thanksgiving for Your favor,

clothe us during it in the shields of well-being,

and complete for us Your kindness by perfecting therein obedience to You!

Surely You are All-kind, Praiseworthy.

And bless Mu¦ammad and his Household, the good, the pure.

And grant us aid from You to carry out that which You have ordered us to do in it;

Such as the obedience to You which You have made incumbent upon us,

and accept them from us, for You are the most Generous of all those who show generosity

and the most Merciful of all those who show mercy.

Respond! Respond! O the Lord of the Worlds.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Omore Advert.

I just liked the poem in the advert of Omore so much - that I feel like blogging it! Here goes! :)

Pigeon kabootar udan fly
look dekho aasman sky
wanna fly
wanna fly
wanna fly...!!!

Ho khushi mayn saath
Aur gham mayn paas
har koee mausam
bin koee reason
Omore! Omore! Omore! Omore!

Iradon mayn ho mingle,
dher saray ho ya single,

Saray Taray Lay Kay Aa Reh
Ya Phir Chanda Lay Nikal!
Omore! Omore! Omore! Omore!

Ho khushi mayn saath
Aur gham mayn paas
har koee mausam
bin koee reason
Omore! Omore! Omore! Omore!

You can watch the ad on youtube - follow the link:


Momin Hussain Dawoodi (also known as Taju Chachcha) and his wife passed away within a couple of months' time. Ammi and Abbu went to condole their children on their huge loss - I drove them to Jaffar-e-Tayyar Society - Malir.

Upon reaching their place, their children (Rubina baji and his brother known as Pappa bhai - I don't know his name) came to Ammi and wept a lot at their loss. We are not relatives to the Dawoodi family, but are very close friends for many many years! And just witnessing these warm gestures by both my Ammi and their kids shook my inner self for a moment - they were so simple people - with so warm and deep feelings for each other! The next thing that came to my mind was a theory from Stephen Covey's book "The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People" about 'love' - that it is not a noun - instead, it is a verb. So I vaguely realized that socializing and meeting relatives and neighbors (especially the old ones) is a very necessary thing - it keeps the bond alive and warm! (it is also helpful for the good health of old aged people - refer to the following link for reason:

The whole trip to our old neighborhood was very refreshing - just as if meeting your own roots!

Saturday, August 15, 2009

LDP Aug 2009 - Communication - just doesn't mean to talk

Ahmed Baig conducted a good session on Communication Skills as part of the Leadership Development Programme for the trg tech team. The session was of about 9 hours' length but was not boring at all! Though the content was not more than a few quotes, a little bit of a theoretical help from Baig, and many hours of presentations and then 3 Role Playing activities.

From a research from Carnegie and Stanford students, Baig shared a fact that 15% of the jobs are found through Technical skills of the vacancy, and 85% through the communication skills. (That's something I knew about already.) Also, mis-understandings in strong relationship (especially in Pakistan) is usually due to the assumptive-reactive nature (of usually men as said by Baig - I think I agree). I would try to get hold of Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus in a few months - to read.

Body language is something Baig insisted upon a lot! Fidgeting of hands, moving hands over face or other body parts randonly, pointing fingers, or standing while having arms cross folded and such things are something he disapproved of in an extreme tone! (It is deadly!) Things that he was teaching were pretty simple in theroy - but believe me, even practising it alone in front of mirror is so tough - that you would be amazed by such a weak level of self-control in yourself!
Also, our brains think at 600 - 800 words-per-minute (wpm) whereas an average human can speak about 150 - 180 wpm. Now, we need to efficiently summarize those 600 - 800 words into 150 - 180 words with the right selection of words so that we communicate exactly what we want to!

Enough of the theories - The first candidate to present himself at the podium was myself - and being suddenly called upon I got a little bit nervous (believe me, even if you are up to speak in front of 2 people - it will happen to you - and there were about 30!). Things that I had in my mind came in the form of words that were not really mine - which means my words were not 100% controlled (something that I have been trying to practise: mental energy control - will blog about it some later time inshaAllah). Later on, I was follwed by the rest of the whole team. Some were good, some were not. The best part about the feedback provided by the team and Baig was that Baig worked upon to create such a strong positive environment that no one probably was taking anything defensively - everyone seemed to learn where he made the mistake! This was something that is rarely seen in such sessions.

There was humour as well (yes - I had lots and lots of tears in my eyes and a bad tummy-ache after the sentence by Ahmed Zia, "Is there any chance of opportunity?" Hahahaha!! That was way too funny!! No details to be posted here though!)

It was a wonderful day overall. Listening to people really made me realize more about things that I lack. I anticipate such sessions in the future more often.

I left at about 7:30 pm, dropped Murad Ali @ University Road near NED, and then drove near home at Safoora Goth to have a good dinner with Fawwad at Sindh Green Hotel (I have previously blogged about another I had with my uncle here last month). It was a day full of great learnings!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

"Shauq da koee mol naee" - a horse-rider's sentence...

The sentence from a horse rider I met at a beach in Karachi about his horse, while questioned if he would like to sell it; "Shauq da koee mol naee", was something that reverberated in my mind while reading the post on the following link:


Monday, August 10, 2009

Tread softly...

(found this while reading some emails)

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
...But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly... because you tread on my dreams.
- William Butler Yeats

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Page 138 - Excerpt - Thought process

Many families are managed on the bases of crises, moods, quick fixes, and instant gratification - not on sound principles. Symptoms surface whenever stress and pressure mount: people become cynical, critical, or silent or they start yelling and overreacting. Children who observe these kinds of behavior grow up thinking the only way to solve problems is flight or fight.

(From Stephen R. Covey's The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People)

Friday, August 7, 2009

Joke of the day - by Ahad and Qumber

We were coming back home, and due to the bad situation of the university road I drove through inside the university of Karachi. It was late night (12:15 am) so it was all silent (and maybe a bit spooky for the kids). Ahad and Qumber (my nephews - 5 and 8 of age respectively) were on the car as well - going to stay over at our place. It was funny to hear the following conversation then:

Ahad to Qumber: Yaar yahan ghost tou nahi hotay hongay na?
Qumber: Nahi yaar... itni sakht security hai - itnay saray security guards hain, koee ghost whost nahi hotay hongay.
Ahad: Hain ... achchha...
Qumber (realizing his silly answer a bit and trying to make up for it) : Aray nahi, ghost tou ghaeb bhi ho saktay hain, unhayn security guards se kya masla hoga (meaning that they can disappear to hide themselves if there will be a security guard...)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

An evening with Sadruddin Hussain - My Uncle - (Ammi's Cousin)

(Following is an email I sent to my other uncle in Canada: Jalaluddin Hussain.)

Haider Khalu, along with Sajida Khala and their son Faiz notified Ammi in the morning for their visit to meet us after the afternoon. Sadr mamma and her wife were driving them to our home on their Margalla. So we all prepared for their arrival. By 3:45, I received call from Sadr mamma telling me about his car's wheel that it got bad due to the jumps and cracks in the road which were caused by the recent rains near our soceity, so I quickly drove to them with a taxi with me, got everyone onto the taxi to be driven to home, and stood with Sadr mamma to help him get the car fixed.

I brought a mechanic, who advised that we need to tow the car to the denter near Safoora Goth/Malir Cantt, who will weld the wheel's joint which he called in Urdu as "mukhkhiya", as it was broken. As it would have taken hours to get a proper car towing truck, we settled with a tractor to be used for this purpose. It was hard to tie a rope to tow the car, and unfortunately, during towing, there came a crack in the road which caused the bonut of Sadr mamma's car to get dented quite significantly! I felt bad at this obviously...

During all this time, I stood in contact with the guests at home, and informed them that it will take quite some time for the car to be repaired - so they will have to make do with a taxi to reach back home - hence they left on a taxi (and unfortunately I couldn't meet them apart from the short Salam/Khuda Hafiz exchange whilst they were on taxi).

Anyhow, we reached the denter's shop and to our relief, he started working quickly and promised to deliver the car in 3 hours. So the wait began.. Shortly, Saqib (Sadr mamma's youngest son) arrived, and so I left for home as I had to perform Asr prayers. Within an hour, I left back to the denter's shop, met Sadr mamma again who seemed just a little exhausted, although upon meeting him he greeted me cheerfully - which made me feel relaxed about him.

It was 9:30 pm - so we decided to have a dinner at a open air hotel - named Hotel Green, which was pretty much a hotel we find on Pakistan's highways near some remote village (though this one had electric bulbs all around). Mamma ordered a Chicken Karahi with Chapatis. Waiting for the food to be served, we enjoyed the time - the air - and the beautfiul weather alongwith conversation about our past: When I went to India, an elderly figure there told me that a few Arabs migrated to Bihar in 1200s, and we are their decendants - although Sadr mamma's version which he learnt from Nana, was that a few people migrated to Hamdan in Persia. There was this Shah Hamdan who was a great figure, then he (or maybe some from his decendants) migrated to Kashmir. From there, due to their piety and/or cultural manners they were gifted with lands in Bihar - and hence we are their decendants.
We also discussed about Language, that Language is of integral importance to us. He mentioned a few interesting stories about how language helped him in some situations in which one was about a gang-lord kind of a figure who was threatening Sadr mamma during the days when Karachi was much into troubles due to linguistics differences in educational institutions (Punjabi and Urdu speaking), and upon hearing Sadr mamma speak in Punjabi: "Tussi Okhay o kar gal kyun kitay ho" he got embarrased and said "tussi pehlay dasna tha ji tussi punjabi speaking ho - maaf karna" ... :)

Recognizing his spirits of pursuing a PhD at this age, I got pretty motivated - that I can continue my study at any point in time and that there is nothing to worry about it - though planning is definitely necessary.

We talked about the family of your father - Moin-uddin Hussain - and about himself as well. About what he used to say, like Simple living and High thinking, and that "Never be a burden to anyone".

This was followed by a very delicious dinner - the chicked karahi amidst the facility of open air, and a takht with "gao takyas" was just unmatchable with any other lavish restaurant! The dinner ended up with a perfect doodh patti and during all the conversation, we couldn't just figure out how time passed, and it was 10:45 and the mechanic delivered his promise, with the car being fixed and set ready to be driven to home.

It was definitely a wonderful evening - although I am missing many things that we actually discussed during the conversation. In the end, we bode farewell and I drove behind him till near his home just in case if something happens to the car again - but Alhamdolillah he drove safely to home.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

"Those beautiful forms are now food for the worms!"

Our precious 10th Imam, Ali al-Naqi al-Hadi was often harrassed and annoyed by the tyrannical false caliph of his time. His oppressor constantly harrassed him psychologically by intimidation tactics like periodically sending delegations to search his house for weapons and controversial literature. Of course, no such thing was ever found, because it was not part of his character or his religion, to put his trust in weapons and anarchy. Once al-Mutawakkil forced Imam al-Naqi to attend one of his parties where the guests were all drinking and getting drunk. The king tried to force al-Naqi to drink also, but he politely said: " Spare me this order, for the flesh and blood of my forefathers, and my own, have never been mixed with wine." Al-Mutawakkil then changed his order and said, "...then sing a song for us." To which the Imam replied, "I do not know that art, either." So al-Mutawakkil finally said, "You shall have to recite a few verses of poetry, then, in any tone you like." The clever saint took this oppotunity to preach to this party boy and his peeps:

The glories of our blood and state

are shadows, not substantial things

There is no armour against the fate;

Death lays its icy hand on kings.

Sceptre and crown

must tumble down,

and in the earth be equal made

to the labourer's scythe and spade.

No fortress on the mountain peak

could save the kings from the jaws of death,

their pomp and power proved too weak;

they lie in graves, deprived of breath.

The cold earth asks them in contempt:

"Whither is the robe, the crown, and the throne?!

Did cruel death thy beauty exempt?!

Did it respect thy royal blood and bone?!"

The grave replies

with sorrowful sighs:

"Those beautiful forms

are now food for the worms!"

After hearing this poem, all of the partiers became very quiet and they all started crying, including the ridiculous king, so he let the Imam go. -from Kerbala and Beyond, by Yasin T. al-Jabouri

May Allah bless Prophet Muhammed and his Holy Progeny!

(copied from http://bibizaynab.blogspot.com/2009/04/celestial-friday-post-12-10th-holy-imam.html

also see http://bibizaynab.blogspot.com/search/label/Masoomeen)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009


Behold! that I am caught
Pray, what thy sickly eyes have
That sickened is my heart

I have shunn'd my self's love
Now truth is none but me
I will see the gallows also
As did Mansur see

O darling, it's thy thought's flame
That sets my heart afire
If I am now the talk of town
My name thou didst inspire

Keep the door of tavern open
For me night and day
Farewell seminary, farewell mosque
Let me go my way

It was quite ere long you know
That pietistic garment I tore
The tavern- keeper's patched dress
To find the way I wore

Lo! city's priest tortures me
With sermons vile and rot
Where art thou! do rescue me
Hearken, the spirit of sot

O what a place is idol-house
Good memories let me cherish
The tavern- keeper's magic touch

Hast made my sleep perish


khal e lab ka teray dilbar main giraftar hua
chashm e bimar jo dekhi tera beemar hua

khud say bay khud hua aur saaz e analhaq chera
misl e mansoor khareedar e sar e dar hua

gham e janan nay ki dil main wo sharar afshani
is qadar tarpa k charcha sar e bazar hua

rozo shab baz rakho mujh pay dare may khana
masjid o madrasa donon hi say bezaar hua

jama e zuhd o rya tan say utara main nay
kho k dunyaey kharabat main hushyar hua

mujh pay dil khol k naseh nay masaaib toray
akhirish rand bala nosh madadgar hua

mujhay but khanay ki kuch yad toa kar lainay do
main ba ejaz e butan khuab say bedar hua

Monday, July 20, 2009

Prayers @ trg tech

Tonight, it is the night of Ma'iraj. We arranged a small prayer at the conference room. Jahanzeb Zaman recited Surah Al Fatiha, followed with some great words about Rajab and Sha'baan being preparatory months for the blessed month of Ramzan. Then Shoaib Shakoor recited some verses from Surah Rehman, followed with the A'amaal for tonight and for the fast of 27th Rajab. Then Murad Ali recited a dua.

The prayer was a little abruptly ended due to a video call arriving on polycom from onshore. :)

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Sea side, Majlis, Thought Process, and Rain...

My car stopped working after it rained heavily in the morning (so did the cars of my neighbors; giving me a peace time that I am not alone). I had a good day of rest after visiting the sea side at midnight with Afaq and Fawwad, which was surely very much peaceful - collecting sea shells and walking bare feet on the shore, with no lights around.

By evening, I was much into reading and writing and planning my next week. After Maghribain prayers, I had to attend a Majlis at Imambargah Ali Raza a.s. on the Death Anniversary of Imam Musa Kazim a.s., but rain started again and I had to stay back at home.

It is 10:08 and high time to resume the thought process I was having in the evening. Rain just had a very beautiful impact on this thought process, it is a bounty from Allah, and I seek His forgiveness and bounties on this bountiful occasion of Rain.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009


Everything seems normal. Suddenly I am informed of some happening. Something that I cannot do anything about. Within seconds I get the headache.

Need to understand and control this phenomena.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Jee chahay tou...


Jee chahay toh sheesha ban ja, jee chahay paimana ban ja

Sheesha paimana kya ban-na, mai ban ja mai-khana ban ja


Mai ban kar mai-khana ban kar, masti ka afsana ban ja

Masti ka afsana ban kar, hasti sai baigaana ban ja


Hasti sai baigana hona, masti ka afsana ban-na

Iss honai sai iss ban-nai sai acha hai deewana ban ja


Deewana ban jaanay sai bhi deewana hona acha hai

Deewana honai sai acha, khaakay dar-e-jaanana ban ja


Khaakay-dar-e-janaana kya hai, ehl-e-dil ki aankh ka surma

Shama k dil ki thandak ban ja, noor-e-dil-e-parvana ban ja


Seekh zaheen k dil sai jalna, kaahay ko har shama par jalna

Apni aag mai khud jal jaaye, tu aisa parvana ban ja


*posted via email*




I gave her to Hadia, and the next day I went to her college to take the baby girl back. Her friends were cheering the baby. She was sweet. I took her back, hugged her, and it was wholesome!


She wasn’t mine, but I had her with me. She was a sweetheart.


It’s about a baby girl that I saw in my dream today.


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Friday, May 1, 2009


Sometimes we come across a song, a poem, a prose, a painting, some text, a route, which have had been a very strong part of our lives in the past.


If they are of a secretive past, I would feel a shiver.

If they are of past, but from an undefined era, I would be very mesmerized… and after finding the era it was part of, the reaction would come; happy, relaxed, sad, emotional, strong, weak, or whatever else.


Right now, I am listening to “hey there Delilah”, and I know I had just heard this song barely for a few seconds. But the era this song was part of, was so rich, that even a mere mentioning of it by a cousin stirred a strong feeling within.


The paranoia that nostalgic feelings give me, are, something I can’t describe. It is a bond. Full stop.



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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Massacre of Calderon dolphins - Faroe Islands Denmark

I just received an email about the mass killing of Calderon dolphins (or maybe Pilot whales), at Faroe Islands, Denmark, in pursuit of following a horrendous tradition of marking adulthood.

It is one of the most horrible customs I have ever heard of. You can see the pictures of this brutality over the internet.

Hopefully this traditions ends soon.

Otherwise may God curse them who do this act for the sake of their 'fun'.


Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Reflections on possessions

If I consider that someone has explained to me that I will die tomorrow, I will realize to make arrangements for my death, finish any pending tasks, wrap up any businesses that I have, and prepare for leaving everything behind. If this is the way I look at my tomorrow which I am informed about, I feel light. But if I am to end my day without making the necessary arrangements, without giving up possessions, it leaves me heavy.

The notion of not keeping possessions turns to a wonderful vigor – there is a strength in settling down the businesses at the end of day. Once you have forgotten about everything by settling them in the right place, you can have the quality time to remember The Creator – His Creations, and praising Him from the deep down. A little of quality work is better than a lot of less-quality performances.

Feel free of your possessions, hand them over (if they have to be handed over), place them in the right place, and remember that to worry about something that you cannot do anything of at that moment is a waste of time and mental energy – convert this into praying about it.

Give up of your possessions, and you will get more control over how you want them to be.

Keep praying!

Monday, April 20, 2009

Prayer Log

I do not remember from which location I downloaded this file, but it is an interesting sheet to organize prayers and to see the progress made on being punctual for prayers.

You can download the Prayer Log from the following URL:


Seeking my remembrance in your prayers.

A different flight - Boeing 737-300

During January to March, I flew from between Karachi and Lahore at least 6 times, sometimes on early morning flights to get seats on my non-confirm ticket. In the early morning flights I experienced the Boeing 737-300 airplane, which was a different experience as the plane is pretty small in size - the smallest I ever flew on.

It was cosy, thought my legs were just hardly fixing in the space between seats, but the experience of sitting in a plane as small as having just one narrow aisle was pretty different, and for a random one short flight it was good.

I liked the experience - not to forget to mention the delicious food from PIA, as always.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

When was it the last that you hugged someone?

Meeting and greeting friends and family by hugging them is one of the sweetest gestures mankind bears. Jubilant hugging can be witnessed on occasions like Eid.

Watching Nic Vujicic's videos, people hug him with an excited emotion.

Can you recall when was it your last time that you hugged someone like this?

Thursday, March 26, 2009


I remember that whenever my mother feels worried about something even she doesn't know, I talk to her and ask her to find out which thing it is making her worried... then we try to find the root cause, and once done, we try to eradicate it or find a patch for it.

I am having the same feeling. And I know the reason behind it.

...I wish all is good.

Friday, February 27, 2009

The brilliance of Time

There can be found a brilliance of time at an instant, or at any instant. Time passes without traversing back ever. It is a personality which strictly adheres to a saying which goes:
"...In matter of style, stay with the current - In matters of principles, stand like a Rock!"

I think to exemplify Time from Rock is not a quality thing I am doing. Rocks are of various natures, types, and are found in many different states. Whereas Time itself has no form, it is not "found" instead it is always there - no matter how hard you could try to move it an inch from it's position - it wont.

This adherence to principles in a simplest and the strongest form actually is Time's brilliance. Withstanding without any fear - Time keeps relaying moments, every instant it delivers us an opportunity: a spark for the inner fuel we have in us - till we die, we all have this fuel, the fuel of Thought and Action.

The relativity between thoughts and actions can be proven by a saying; 'Inaction saps the vigors of mind'. Thoughts and Actions ssare very tightly coupled.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Words from Murtaza Mutahhari's book "Woman and Her Rights"

Regarding the group of people who intended to bring about a change in woman's status in the early 19th century in the West, Ayatullah Shaheed Murtaza Mutahhari says in his book Woman and Her Rights:

The other factor is that those who undertook to improve the position of women chose a wrong path: They intended to beautify her eyebrows, but deprived her of her eyesight!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Mental Activity for the Old Aged

I had two electronic conversations with acquaintances, in which I explained them how to get in touch with parents and grand-parents and what effects it can have on OUR lives. Just now, I was reading a memoir of Abulkhair Kashfi, written by his son S. Abu Ahmed Akif, in which he mentioned something which is related to my discussions, but he tells of the affect that They (parents and grandparents - old aged people) have over this activity.

Mr. Akif writes about Dr. Abulkhair Kashfi:

Seekers of his comments, recommendations and other manner of professional assistance always got through to him, and perhaps fortunately so because nowadays we are told by doctors that such mental activity not only enables old people to continue being and considering themselves useful members of society, but also prevents the dreaded mind-diseases like Alzheimers and senile dementia.
So now I can say that by this activity of talking to the elderly, we are saving them from danger. :)
Talking and discussing is actually a mental activity for the old aged.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Time Quadrants

STM provided me with a powerful way to lead life. Following is one of the concepts of Time Quadrants. It is also covered in one of Stephen Covey's books on self management.

I typed it as an email to a friend, and simply pasting my email here:

Time Quadrants:
We can map our whole life into four quadrants. Why should we do it? Because if we don't, we are unplanned, and "Failing to plan is planning to fail".









It is important to know things that are Not Important to us. Because we have to let go of them from our routines.

Q1 - Important & Urgent:
Receiving a phone call is a Q1 activity, or simply a Q1. But remember that the phone call ITSELF if not your Q1, it is an External Q1, unanticipated, something you cannot Plan. But you can plan to receive a phone call or to let your phone ringing (if you have some more prior Q1 - like while praying we are in a Q1 state, we cannot divert our attentions to something else).

Q1s are usually stress zones, and minimal things should be done in Q1. During stress, brain secrets cortisol - a chemical that affects brain cells (there is long detail of affects of stress on human body). We should reduce Q1s so much, so that Q2 gets more time.

Q2 - Important but Not Urgent:
Preparing for an exam is an Q2. If this Q2 is planned well, you will never panic before exam, never get stressed, and the exam will go better as well - good results!
Q2 is the quality zone of our life. We plan, think, and act according to that well-defined plan, yielding us good results. This is where I think you should put your relationship... Planned - Well thought.

Focus more and more over Q2s.

"The degree of success of a person is directly proportional to the number of hours he / she puts in Q2 activities in a day."

If Q2s are not focused upon, they become Q1s. For example, if you don't prepare for exams, eventually you will have to prepare in haste which will result in bad preparation and thus bad results. Usually, this happens. We procrastinate things, so much so that they one day come up to our face and we then have to do it under stress.

Q3 - Urgent but Not Important:
Receiving a silly friend's phone call who is very excited about his/her exam results and have already called 4-5 times... it is urgent to attend this call, but not really important... i mean not Really Really important... We can't do much about Q3s, they are usually External.. but we can prioritize Q3s.

Q4 - Not Urgent and Not Important:
TV! Chatting! Day-Dreaming! Movie watching!... Q4 is deadly... it derails us from our main target, it demotivates us and we do not even get to know that we are Demotivated. The best thing to do for Q4s is to drop them as much as possible.

  • Q1s must be minimized
  • Q2s must be focused more and given more time
  • Q3s must be filtered
  • Q4s must be dropped as quickest as possible
Now, you can think of your Q1, Q2, Q3 and Q4 activities.

This will help you get some peace/sanity. Practice the time quadrants as you feel like.


Wonderful Day

It is a wonderful day today.

So is the following poem:

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
and -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

From 4 to 3, from 3 to 4

Counts of words in names...

Explanations later. :)

Monday, February 9, 2009

Sakina binte Hussain (a.s.)

"A house without Sak─źnah would not be worth living in"

- Imam Hussain (a.s.)


Thursday, February 5, 2009

Agha Hasan Abedi

I was posting something different, when I saw a community on Faceboook about Agha Hasan Abedi. I got full with sharp colors, and thus ended with the following posts on the community:

A great personality. A few of the institutions that I remember he created, include

FAST-NU (Foundation of Advances Studies in Science and Technology/National University), earlier named as BCCI-FAST

Infaq Foundation (still operating under the same name)

United Bank Limited (already mentioned by Haris Siddiqui)

He was a man with an extremely clear vision, and a very strong focus...
Wikipedia, and other sources, say that his bank (BCCI) was involved in fraudulent money transfers and that the bank was used to transfer money to terrorists in the Middle East, but all this was a plot to destroy a bank which was able to run a whole country at one point in time. BCCI gave loans to the Pakistan Government when it was in high need of monetary help and no one was willing to provide support to it. The agencies of the West clearly understood the fact that the Middle Eastern nations can become independent of monetary help from West in case this bank develops at this pace - resulting in a conspiracy to destroy the bank.

Quoting Wikipedia, BCCI expanded from 19 branches in five countries in 1973 to 27 branches in 1974, to 108 branches in 1976, with assets growing from $200 million to $1.6 billion.

The Gold Medal at the National University of Computer and Emerging Sciences (FAST), awarded to the highest CGPA Holder of the batch, is known as the Agha Hasan Abedi Gold Medal.
History witnesses such men quite seldom - Absolute Respect for Agha Sahib

Also, I found his obituary posted in DAWN, dated 9th August 1995:
Agha Hasan Abedi passes away
By H. A. Hamied

KARACHI, Aug. 5: Agha Hasan Abedi, the founder of the collapsed BCCI,
died on Saturday at Agha Khan University Hospital. Mr Abedi was
suffering from multiple ailments, including brain trauma which he
suffered in February, 1988 after a heart attack. He died of a cardiac

Agha Hasan Abedi became an international figure in banking when the BCCI
he had founded on Sept. 21,1972, collapsed on July 29, 1991, with
serious monetary ramifications all over the world. The bank collapsed
when Mr Abedi was no longer associated with its operations. After the
collapse of the BCCI, the US authorities wanted him for investigations
but the Nawaz Sharif government declined to extradite him to face
charges in America.

Mr Abedi founded the BCCI with Bank of America NT&SA as one of the major
share-holders and became BCCI's first president. In addition to being a
member of the board of directors, he was a director of BCCI Holdings
(Luxembourg) SA.

Agha Hasan Abedi was born on May 14, 1922 in Lucknow, India and was
educated at the University of Lucknow from where he got his MA in
English Literature and LLB degrees. After completing his education, Mr
Abedi started his career in banking in 1946 with Habib Bank in India, as
a senior selective service officer. During his 12 years with that bank
he held several managerial positions and then as executive responsible
for business development at the head office.

In 1959 he founded United Bank in Pakistan and became its first general
manager in addition to being a director. He was later designated as
president and managing director. He was finally elected chairman of the
board while at the same time holding office of the president.

source: http://www.lib.virginia.edu/area-studies/SouthAsia/SAserials/Dawn/1995/09Ag95.html#agha

May God rest his soul in peace.

Also see: http://azaralizain.blogspot.com/2008/03/bank-of-credit-and-commerce.html

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Chhap Tilak

You've taken away my identity, my looks, by just a glance!

- Khusro

Friday, January 16, 2009


Duruun beth du'awaan kardi Ammi...

I am listening to this song, I am unable to comprehend it and so not feeling that good... Asked a colleague to translate the song for me. I wish I get a seat in the flight to Karachi tonight - inshaAllah...

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A Day at UCP: University of Central Punjab

Syed Mohammad Shahid who lives in Lahore, picked me up from Imran House Lahore and took me as a guest to University of Central Punjab which is the parent chapter of Mohammad Ali Jinnah University (MAJU) in Karachi. He teaches Islamic Banking at UCP to students of MBA programme, and today was final presentations that his students were going to deliver, so he took me as a guest judge.

The premises of the University is good - compact, yet detailed - i.e. having a well furnished library and having Internet facility at every corner. The building is also very well maintained - no leakages or seepages.

I sat on the front row inside the class - a lecture hall well furnished with proper multimedia facilities. The first group gave the presentation which was not at all attractive, and then came the second group which was impressive. I went reminiscent of my times when we used to give presentations at University of Karachi, and especially for the course of Business Communication.

According to Nadeem, my cousin has "so executive looks". He surely does have those looks. And walking besides him at the University while the students were talking to him cheering at him before the presentations etc made me feel a little "executive" too ;)

After this we left for a biryani session, and he dropped me back to Imran House.

A wonderful experience I had.

I Hate You

You - the ones who read someone's diary. The ones who peep into someone else's stuff, I declare: I Hate You.

Lahore and it's food

Who says Lahore is good at food? Lahore might be good at "eating", but not good at food At All! People eat here quite much, but the quality of food is weird. You can have a weird smell, some kind of a weird oil/ghee in every dish. The karahi is not at all like a karahi, it's like bhuna gosht.

Anyway - I have had a bad experience over all of food at Lahore.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Moharram the 2nd

2nd Moharram:
Ahlul Bait reached the land of Karbala. Imam Hussain (a.s.)'s horse stopped going any further. He tried with some other horses, but none moved. Although Imam Hussain (a.s.) knew this, but there was a message of trying again and again. He (a.s.) asked the people of that land about the name of this place, and they took different names, and at last one old man said it is also known as Karbala.
Bibi Zainab (s.a.) asked Imam Hussain (a.s.) to leave this place as soon as possible, as she was feeling worried as soon as they reached Karbala. But Imam Hussain (a.s.) knew that this was the right place where they are supposed to stop.
The caravan was stopped by Hur, who was still with the Yazidi forces. Imam Hussain (a.s.) ordered His men to water the soldiers and animals of Hur, as they were thirsty, so much so that a man due to the sheerness of thirst was putting the mashkeezah to his ears till he was helped by Imam Hussain (a.s.) to put it to his mouth, till he was satisfied with water.
Camps were prepared for the stay.