Resurrection is happening to Kashmiris and Palestinians and our gatherings are becoming a shambles. What has happened to us? There was never such indifference in the township. It is true that we are weak today and unable to help them practically, but we can only do so much to handle this suffering as a trust and pass it on to the next generation. Is it any wonder that our generations are not as helpless as we are. Time can also change the seasons. We can do this much. To keep your wounds fresh until the seasons change. Don’t let them bleed. It is a matter of good times, yet the masand of enlightenment has not come into the hands of the clowns. Our writer was conveying this trust to the generations without being bothered by the division of right and left.
Iqbal, Qudratullah Shahab, Faiz, Surash Kashmiri, Intar Hussain, Habib Jalib, Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi, A Bin Ansha, Ahmed Faraz, Rais Amrohawi, NM Rashid, Qarul Ain Haider, Mazharul Islam, Ada Jafari, Yusuf Zafar, Manzoor Arif, Zamir Jafari. , Khater Ghaznavi, Mahmood Sham, Nazir Qaiser, Shorush Malik, Sultan Rushak, Tahir Hanafi, Balqis Mahmood. How many names are there who preserved this sorrow in their legends and poems as a trust for future generations. This is a thing of the past.
If smoke rises from Palestine, there should be a pen to write a lamentation. what happened? Pens broke, ink ran dry or sense died. Years ago, I read Intizar Hussain’s story Sharm al-Haram. Some phrases still remain in my heart like tears of blood. Who is in Bait-ul-Maqdis? In Bethlehem you are. Everyone. There is no one. The children are broken like thin pots made by the potter. The virgins tremble like the rope of a dole falling into a well. Their clothes are fluttering. Their hair is open. Hadn’t seen open heads. The brave sons of Arabs are lying in the plains like tall palm trees. The desert winds have seen them.
How many times have I read Intar Hussain’s fiction Kane Dajjal? This paragraph makes me cry every time.” Sitting on the bed, Amanji began to cry while biting the blisters. She kept the sarvat in the plate and began to wipe the tears from the stove. Abajan’s voice was full but restrained. He began in his dignified tone: Holy Prophet ﷺ They passed through rivers, mountains, deserts. They went to Al-Aqsa Mosque and stayed. Hazrat Jibreel asked, “Oh, Hazrat Hazrat is going to visit him. He asked where?” The journey to the upper world is ahead. Then the Holy Prophet rose and continued to rise. and the remembrance of the Holy Spirit………Father fell into a deep breath.
Boyhood has turned into youth and youth has faded, the hair of the children is now turning white and Aisha is now chirping that Baba, you have grown old, but this phrase is still in existence today like the blade of a spear, where our Holy Prophet (PBUH) was raised, there. We have become low. If we read this phrase even decades ago, we read it further. Even today, when I reach here, my eyes get foggy. Syed Ali Gilani’s bright and determined face stands in front of me and I put the myth aside.
The matter with Munir Niazi comes up: followed by a long silence and the noise of a strong wind. The entire bankruptcy of the current enlightenment lies in the continuous and continuous degradation of Muslims. I am talking about the times when the Masnad of Enlightenment had not yet reached the hands of the clowns, then Faiz wrote an anthem for the Palestinian Mujahideen and made the title of the verse of the Quran: (LakhoofAlaihim.) There is no fear for them.
Read Ibn Ansha’s“Deewar A Garya”)Weeping Wall(, see Faiz’s Sarwadi-e-Sina (Sina Valley), see Ada Jafari’s Al-Aqsa Mosque, see Manzoor Arif’s A’aenay Kay Dagh”(Stains in the Mirror), see Ahmad Faraz’s Beirut, see Rais Amrohawi’s“Fidya” (Redemption) and Mahmud Sham’s Bint Aqsa, you can see this suffering line by line. It will be fresh. He passed on this suffering to the next generations as a trust, but why is there a shortage of men today, it is not me, but my mujahida sister Syeda Asia Andarbi, who suffered hardships in the notorious prison of India, and her fellow prisoners, Fahmida and Nasreen, are asking, And I have no answer.
In this trust there is not only the feeling of pain but also the change of seasons. We are forgetting this image. How do we remember this image? Mother’s lullabies keep them fresh; the curriculum serves as a reminder, the writer and poet’s pen keep decorating it. Mothers don’t have time anymore, fathers have many things to think about, what about Palestine and Kashmir? The curriculum has become foreign, and writers and poets have become dumb.
There is an invasion that engulfs everything. Talking about Palestine is now a stereotypical attitude that the Arabs, who considered themselves to be the advocates of Palestine, not only lost the initiative, but also freed themselves from this advocacy and did not care to hear its name. Their priorities are to extend their power. Saving the national wealth in the treasures of Aghyar that will come in handy in difficult times. The Pharaoh of the White House has now come forward as an open supporter of Israel. That when the sheep is slaughtered, what does he care about the size of its herbs or whether its meat is made into mincemeat?
Syed Ali Geelani has written his autobiography on the side of Wolar Lake in Occupied Kashmir and while sitting on the chest of an Indian banya, he openly claimed among his millions of fans and vendors that “We are Pakistanis, Pakistan is ours” but is it the fault of Kashmiris? They are among the few determined, high-spirited, righteous, freedom-loving and independence-loving nations in the history of the world. Who are neither afraid of the cruelty of more than seven lakh Indian beasts, nor have they surrendered to them. Since 1947, their lives have been narrowed down, which is undoubtedly the continuation of the Hindu Dogra Raj. Anonymous mass graves, innocent martyrs, innocent orphans, widows and semi-widows, children blinded by pellet gun fire, young, disabled, and helpless old and bloodied Kashmir Valley are the testimony of Indian atrocities, but they are still there today. The largest organization of the United Nations, the United Nations, which is playing the role of a handmaiden of the big powers, is demanding its legitimate right from the consensus of the United Nations as a guarantor of some of the world’s major powers. They were promised to be killed. Even today, Kashmiris deprived of basic human rights are busy with silent tongues, blind eyes, bleeding wounds, lost dignity, and young corpses in helpless hands in a failed but hopeful attempt to shake the conscience of the world.
In 1948, on this day, the United Nations issued a 30-point Universal Declaration with the consent of 48 countries for the protection and awareness of human rights. The Universal Declaration of Human Rights includes basic human rights such as human freedom, equal status, freedom of movement, freedom of expression, dignified life, right to social security, religious freedom and violence, persecution, inhuman and degrading treatment or Punishment has been ensured even though on this day the voice was raised against the violations of human rights around the world, but except for Pakistan and a few other countries, the nations of the world have condemned what happened in Kashmir and Palestine. The sadistic misanthropy has been put on the backburner as always.
In Occupied Jammu and Kashmir, under the black laws like Armed Forces Special Powers Act (AFSPA), Jammu and Kashmir Public Safety Act and Terrorism and Disruptive Activities Act (TADA Act), more than 7 lakh Indian troops have “Licence to Kill”. More than 20,000 Kashmiris have been martyred, while more or less 20,000 people, especially young people, are missing. According to the recent report of the international human rights organization Asian Center for Human Rights, there are a large number of innocent children in the prisons of the occupied valley. And according to Indian private laws, there is a clear violation of children’s rights – the martyrdom of Kashmiri freedom fighter Burhan Muzaffar Wani in July 2016, filled a new passion and passion in the struggle of Kashmiris for the right of self-determination, and thwarted all the heinous conspiracies of India. Is.
Crying over the suffering of Muslims has become extremism. Now the study of Pakistan has also become a joke of clowns, the narrative is now what comes from the West and Muslims do not have human rights. We cannot include two poems by Mahmood Darwish. I have also been a student of English literature and have read many poems including Wordsworth, Keats, Byron, Shelley, Yeats, Browning, Hardy, John Dunne, Shakespeare, Milton, but what is in Mahmood Darwish is among them. Where. Mahmoud Darwish, Nizad Qabbani, Sami Qasim, Fauzi Asmar, Hina Abu Hanna, Tawfiq Ziyad, Tawfiq Fayyaz, Amin Habibi, there is a galaxy that we do not know. Sami Qasim’s poem is perfect. On this path, our flags have become vision for the blind.
Mahmoud Darwish says: )Wishthamna Aadina, Hala! Hamj Hum, Arab. Naam Arab(.”And our enemies insult us, no, they are Arabs, yes, they are Arabs. Our enemies make noises, they are Arabs, they are savages and barbarians. Yes, listen, we are Arabs. There is no answer to “Anashid Koba” of Dervish. Look at this poem by Zdanzad Qabbani: All Israel! What else did you do? Stop the hands of the clock today. If it is gone, will it start again tomorrow? They are not afraid of the loss of land. They are not afraid of long thirst because the water is always in the bottom of the rocks. You have blinded the armies but you have not defeated the consciousness. You have cut the tops of the trees but the roots remain. We are today. Even though we are helpless, the branches remain. We can cultivate these roots. We cannot cure our sufferings, but we can take care of these sufferings. We can hand over this trust to the next generation. I am Time can also change.
Mahmood Darwish said: O my country, my chains taught me the hardness of an eagle and the softness of hope. I did not know that storms will be born under our skin and rivers will be connected. They imprisoned me in a cell. My heart lit torches there. They made the image of my executioner, hid it with bright veils.
This sorrow is the trust of our next generation. Children will be playing in your yard. Call them, sit next to them and pour this sorrow into their veins that where our presence was elevated, there we were lowered and yes in all these lamentations, Indians Where did we dig Kashmir with the ruthless swords of beasts, blood-stained Kashmir? Why are its memories now fading? Every day, the young people there are feeling proud of being on the path of non-violence by decorating their heads with the green flag. The smile on their faces shows that they are happy and satisfied with the rewards of their Creator and have been honored with the medals of success of eternal and eternal life. In the hearts of thousands of young people, with the passion of martyrdom, all the young people have come to the field of action. There, Asia Andrabi has appeared from the land of paradise and looking into the eyes of the bigoted devils and cruel infidels, she is crying out with fiery freedom:
باطل سے دبنے والے اے آسماں نہیں ہم
سوبارکر چکاہے توامتحاں ہمارا
O heavens, we are not oppressed by falsehood
Have done 100 times then the exam is ours
An attempt is being made to defeat Cross’s determination to put Asia, along with her two young companions, in solitary confinement in the call cells of India’s worst prison, while the cowardly Hindu knows that Asia has set a golden example of steadfastness all her life. Even though her husband Dr. Qasim was pushed behind the iron bars for the past several decades for the crime of innocence, there was no wavering in her steadfastness. I have been there, in solitary confinement in a call cell, poor and unhealthy food is also pushed into plastic bags with bars. Of course, my mujahida sister has believed to the extent of faith in this promise of her Lord:
مَا وَدَّعَكَ رَبُّكَ وَمَا قَلَىٰ،وَلَلْآخِرَةُ خَيْرٌ لَّكَ مِنَ الْأُولَىٰ،وَلَسَوْفَ يُعْطِيكَ رَبُّكَ فَتَرْضَىٰ
Your Lord has not taken leave of you, [O Muhammad], nor has He detested [you]. And the Hereafter is better for you than the first [life].And your Lord is going to give you, and you will be satisfied.(Al-Zuha: 4-5)That is why today she is enduring the persecution of Hindu beasts very bravely.
Our media is committing the great crime of forgetting them so easily. Why did they forget the message of my master Prophet Muhammad ﷺ whom my Lord sent as a mercy to all the worlds?
وَمَا لَکُمۡ لَا تُقَاتِلُوۡنَ فِیۡ سَبِیۡلِ اللّٰہِ وَ الۡمُسۡتَضۡعَفِیۡنَ مِنَ الرِّجَالِ وَ النِّسَآءِ وَ الۡوِلۡدَانِ الَّذِیۡنَ یَقُوۡلُوۡنَ رَبَّنَاۤ اَخۡرِجۡنَا مِنۡ ہٰذِہِ الۡقَرۡیَۃِ الظَّالِمِ اَہۡلُہَا ۚ وَ اجۡعَلۡ لَّنَا مِنۡ لَّدُنۡکَ وَلِیًّا ۚۙ وَّ اجۡعَلۡ لَّنَا مِنۡ لَّدُنۡکَ نَصِیۡرًا
And what is wrong with you that you fight not in the Cause of Allah, and for those weak, ill-treated and oppressed among men, women, and children, whose cry is: “Our Lord! Rescue us from this town whose people are oppressors; and raise for us from You one who will protect and raise for us from You one who will help.”(Alnisa:75)
Those who are struggling to make Pakistan as Madina Munawara (Pure Islamic State), should keep in mind the irrevocable decision of my Lord that…
اَحَسِبَ النَّاسُ اَنۡ یُّتۡرَکُوۡۤا اَنۡ یَّقُوۡلُوۡۤا اٰمَنَّا وَ ہُمۡ لَا یُفۡتَنُوۡنَ،وَ لَقَدۡ فَتَنَّا الَّذِیۡنَ مِنۡ قَبۡلِہِمۡ فَلَیَعۡلَمَنَّ اللّٰہُ الَّذِیۡنَ صَدَقُوۡا وَ لَیَعۡلَمَنَّ الۡکٰذِبِیۡنَ:
Do people think that they will be left alone because they say: “We believe,” and will not be tested. And We indeed tested those who were before them. And Allah will certainly make (it) known (the truth of) those who are true and will certainly make (it) known (the falsehood of) those who are liars, (although Allah knows all that before putting them to test).
And listen to this too.
وَمَنۡ اَحۡسَنُ قَوۡلًامِّمَّنۡ دَعَاۤاِلَی اللّٰہِ وَعَمِلَ صَالِحًاوَّقَالَ اِنَّنِیۡ مِنَ الۡمُسۡلِمِیۡنَ:
And who is better in speech than he who [says: “My Lord is Allah (believes in His Oneness),” and then stands firm (acts upon His Order), and] invites (men) to Allah’s (Islamic Monotheism), and does righteous deeds, and says: “I am one of the Muslims.”
Of course, in these situations, the heart cries out uncontrollably that where our Prophet (peace be upon him) was exalted, there we were lowered.
