Saturday, December 14, 2013



A MOMENT WHEN I'VE STARTED MY CAREER IN JOURNALISM AND MET GERMAN DELEGATION


 A MOMENT WHEN GET A CHANCE TO VISIT LAHORE ORPHAN HOUSE FOR BOYS



 A MOMENT  WHEN WENT TO SOS VILIAGE FOR ORPHENS WITH SUNDAS NAWAZ

WHEN GOT A CHANCE TO MET CM OF PUNJAB'S DAUGHTER


             GOT A CHANCE TO MET THESE CUTE ORPHAN GIRLS 



TAKING INTERVIEW OF A SWEET-WATER SALES GIRL ALONGSIDE THE ROAD 


MET AN OLD MAN OUTSIDE THE NATIONAL PRESS CLUB ISLAMABAD WHO WAS  COMPLAINING ABOUT HIS LAND WAS OCCUPIED BY SOME MINISTER


 WITH MY FATHER THE GREAT JOURNALIST OF PAKISTAN


GOT A CHANCE TO  HAD A GLANCE WITH MINISTER FOR INFORMATION AND BROADCASTING


                                LISTENING THEIR HUE AND CRY



Such shocking News....



Tuesday, April 2, 2013

The Real Adventure

                The Real Adventure

What  is and what  should be a real adventure???? One can say " when we have some kind of trouble and we try  hard to  get  rid of it"...one could say " Adventure could be a sort  of FUN WORK". Some could have a meaning  of fight,cruel,hiking bla bla!!!!...Here am not talking  about  any  kind  or hiking, fun work or  trouble..wither am talking  about  my  "first  love". It's not  any  king  of adventure and I'd never tried it in real world but  it was a cartoon series about  a young group and the group leader was Johny Quest..... He was the first  ever creature whom i fell in love at  first  sight.
 Isn't he looking  like a dream hero...???? hmmm I  don't  know what  i  saw in him.. It  was 90's when it  on-aired. A young small and intelligent boy was enjoy his life like a real life adventure, he helped others wither his friends Hadji and Jessie. Hanna-Barbera (H-B) created The Real Adventures of Johnny Quest in the early 1990s after being acquired by Turner EntertainmentTurner planned a series of year-long "Turner-wide initiatives" to capitalize on old characters and create new franchises. Turner received copious fan mail and phone inquiries about Quest .The show was also H-B's most popular venture in the action-adventure genre; no other contemporary series featured realistic children enjoying life-like adventures.
In real life I  can't find such  person who  has a presentable personality, intelligence, sharp mind, bravery,cute voice and full of enthusiastic and last the most needed humble, calm and care-some. At age 14, Jonny was a confident problem-solver prone to getting in trouble. Writers framed him as more an intuitive thinker than an intellectual, and created tension by contrasting his father's academic leanings with Jonny's affinity for Race's daring lifestyle.Jonny inherited his father's driving curiosity (rendering him a "walking query"), as well as his mother's "restless, adventurous spirit".Takashi designed Jonny to be lean, wiry, athletic, and coordinated. Hadji often used wise aphorisms, taken from diverse cultures and sources and sometimes baffling Jonny.He can do more plausible stuff. There is an episode where Hadji pretends to stop his breathing so that the bad guys think he is dead." Takashi drew Hadji taller and thinner than his classic counterpart.
Hadji, age 16, became Dr. Quest's personal assistant, lacking his mentor's formal education but sharing his burning interest in archaeology, anthropology and the paranormal.he held a fatalistic attitude towards the show's drama, reacting to situations "from the philosophical point of view that everything is as it's supposed to be"Jessie Bannon, age 15, was characterized to be just as tough, smarter, and more thoughtful than Jonny. Written as "more of an egghead", she elected to spend time with Dr. Quest as Jonny did with Race, and was "more in tune with Hadji". Turner conceived Jessie as cool, independent, and a strong role model for contemporary girls. Peter Lawrence took pains to ensure Jessie would not be written as "a guy in a skirt", and made her more mature than Jonny.Summarizing the group's behavior, Lawrence wrote, "Jonny's response to danger will be close to Race's. Jessie's intrigue with mysterious, unexplained phenomena will be close to Dr. Quest's. And Hadji, with his roots in a different culture and a more spiritual approach to life, is different again." Takashi designed each character as physically fit and well-sculpted to reflect "a more exercise-oriented society".
Jessie is the first  girl who  made me to  jealous of. At  the age of  7 mostly children didn't knew what  are Emotions, but  this series made me a sense of love, heart beat, jealousy and friendship.It  was seriously  a Real Adventure to get  to  know all these emotion and live them.Jessie was a cute young  girl and like her character but when ever she gets near to jonny i felt  why  she is in this series????? while she is a girl that  any  girl in this world wants to  be like her.she has a mesmorising personality, she is cute and when her red hair waves in the air during  any  adventure and danger i  wished i  could have the some personality.
She was also  a very  brave girl who  can never afraid of anything thing which can hurt her or even she can die to  this.Despite all these things when ever she gets near to  jonny or hold his hand i  wanted to  kill her. Some times in my  imagination i  felt myself there with  jonny  at  her place. What  ever she said to  him i  imagine that  am saying to him. I  love that  part  or series when jonny,Hadji and Jessie wore magical sunglasses and moved towards a magical world where the fought  their enemies, when the all or specially jonny  get  into trouble i prayed for him to that  OH ALLAH! plz save him.When ever he defeated his enemies i felt happy  that finally  he won.Its charm ends with the age and time but  i  never forget the sweetness of this series. It  was my  favorite series ever after that i never turn to  any  other series while there were alot of series aired at that  time being.I  would never forget  those moments when i  saw his dreams.He was like my  dream boy. Hello!!! get  in real now..... am 26 and i  still never found such  realistic person in my life. Those ppl whom i  met and talk are more selfish and fake.. they  have nothing  to admire and i always felt sad to  see all these. Alas!!! there is no one in this world who have a personality  like Jonny.May  be i could find him in Janna.      



 

A Great Folklore from Turkey

 
The Legends of Mahsen

Once upon a time, there was a rich man living in the Castle of Uçhisar*. His daughter was a beautiful young girl who lived a happy but lonely life with her father inside the cold walls of the Ağa’nın Kale.
Her name was Mahsen.
One day, there came to the village a peddler from Ürgüp with his camel, selling the finest embroidery, colourful ribbons, scarves and shawls, all the things a young woman loves.“Scarves and shawls. Only the finest material. Come and see! Scarves and shawls.” Mahsen looked up from her work when she heard his voice and her eyes started to glow.  She didn’t want to miss this rare chance for such a pleasant diversion from her dreary existence. She jumped up from her cushion, left the fine embroidery she was working on, and ran to see the peddler’s goods, rushing through caves and tunnels, through cold rooms and down the steps.The young man who had been hawking his goods beneath Mahsen's window, was just ready to leave, when she called out: “You! Wait! I want to see what you have in the camel’s bags.” He smiled and slowly turned around, and she saw his face. In his dark, friendly eyes, there was a look of wonder. His lips opened slightly, and he caught his breath as if surprise had immediately overwhelmed him on seeing such a beautiful woman. Mahsen, as if being able to read his thoughts, was instantly struck by her own emotional response as she felt her heart warm from within.
Surprised by these previously unknown feelings, Mahsen nervously fingered the ribbons and was unable to meet his gaze. She grabbed something she did not even look at, paid for it, and returned to her room. It was a red ribbon, and from that moment on she kept it as her favorite and secret treasure. From the very first moment Mahsen had seen the young hawker she had fallen in love and a voice from inside told her that he felt the same for her.
Still, Mahsen tried hard to forget him.  She knew her father had other plans for his only daughter, but although she tried hard not to think of him, she could not resist her desire. In her mind she was always with him. When she closed her eyes she felt his arms around her and the warmth of his love. Then, one day, she forgot about her fear and decided to follow her heart. Whenever there was an opportunity for her to escape her father's supervision, she left the kale and met the young man. The young couple had to meet in secret, and always with the fear of being caught by Mahsen’s severe father. Soon her father did began to notice a change in his daughter’s expression and behaviour. When he questioned her, Mahsen bowed her head. She tried to avoid his piercing look and did not answer, which made her father even angrier. In his helplessness he started shouting and yelling, grabbing her arm very hard. Then he imprisoned Mahsen in her room. “Here you will stay forever.” Before he locked the heavy wooden door, he hissed:  “Do you hear me? Forever!” After the sound of his heavy footsteps died away, all was quiet for a very long time.
Mahsen, now sitting within the cold walls of her prison, cried with deep sadness. Every moment she expected the door to be opened, but her father did not come back to set her free. He knew no mercy, but her longing for the young man became stronger and stronger with each day that they were apart. The days and months passed, and Mahsen was alone with only the pigeons that came to sit on the windowsill for companionship. They were the only creatures she could tell her fate to, so she started talking to them. The pigeons, sharing her feeling of sadness, came back every day, and every day she talked about the young man she loved so deeply.

Then the unbelievable happened.Mahsen  turned into a pigeon herself, and, free at last, she soared up into the air, flying away to her lover’s arms. Soon the beautiful bird got tired and had to rest, so she sat down on the Rock of Ortahisar**. Not wanting to waste time, her yearning for her lover gave her strength, and she flew further on without a break, until she reached Başhisar*** and the young man who was waiting for her. There, in his arms, she again became his beloved Mahsen.Every day after she had met her love, the girl changed once again into a pigeon and flew back to her prison before darkness fell, changing back into the beautiful young woman again.
One day her father came to her room and found it empty. His thoughts whirled around in his head. No, it was not possible that his daughter could have escaped without his knowledge. All the doors were locked and the window was too high for her to escape from it. Still, Mahsen was not there.
The father clenched his fist and his face hardened. He needed to find out what was going on, and, talking to himself he mumbled: " I swear I will find out, whatever has happened here!”All day he watched from his window, desperately trying to see his daughter. There he sat until, in the evening, he heard a faint beating of wings. Following that sound in the twilight, he saw a beautiful white pigeon come flying to the window ledge and silently disappear into his daughter’s room. The father rushed through the corridors, unlocked the heavy wooden door and entered the room. Mahsen was back, sitting on a cushion, the embroidery on her knees, and working away quietly. But her heart was beating like the soft wings of a butterfly and her cheeks were still colored rosy from passion. Baffled, the father shook his head and looked at his daughter hopelessly. Then he stepped back, left Mahsen's chamber and carefully locked the door again. With dragging feet he left.



After her father left, Mahsen smiled softly. The next morning, the white pigeon again flew out of the window, leaving the room quiet and empty once again. Every day the pigeon flew away in the morning and came back in the evening. Each evening, when her father entered Mahsen's room, he found her sitting there on her cushion, doing her embroidery, always with the same, dreamy smile. The father did not know what to do any more. He was aware that his daughter was deceiving him but he could not believe what he had seen with his own eyes. Then one day, he decided that he had to bring this deception to an end. Furiously he rushed into Mahsen's room and paced impatiently waiting for her to return. Hour after hour passed, but when the sun disappeared behind the Ağa Castle, the beautiful white pigeon came flying in through the window. In the next moment, the bird was dead. Mahsen had been killed by her own father. The pigeons from all around came flying to the kale, to see what they could not at first believe. They went out and collected poisoned grain. In revenge for Mahsen’s wrongful death, they put the poison seeds onto the plate for what was to be her father’s last meal. Just before he died, his thoughts must have returned to his beautiful daughter in regret, and with his last breath he whispered her name, "Mahsen."Since that day, all the pigeons of the Castle and the Valley of Uçhisar are in mourning, their sad “coo, coo, coo….” sounding everywhere. 


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Monday, March 11, 2013

                           Review of a View!
 

When I started my  new job as journalist  at the old place I  have Got an Idea to  present the view of Minar-e-Pakistan with constructive history. I used to  manage all the history. That was the month of March 23,1940 when a founder of Pakistan Muhammad Ali  Jinah  assemble a large number of people at Minto park(Iqabal  park) then presented a new vision or two nation theory for all Muslim community over subcontinent, people truly  admire it and finally passed the resolution.Under this resolution Muslims able to  get  a new and separate County where they have no fear of anything  beyond their thoughts.A free land where they  can preach and to pay their religious values in appropriate manner.
When a committee held to decide what  to  made for the symbol of resolution wither it would be a lake ,home,hall,hospital,park,mosque,door or fountain what  to  made or what to  not.Then it had been decided to  make up  a Tower as a symbol of Resolution.The ancient architect of Egyptian Pyramids. It  has said that when he stood at  the place he saw the expended land and decided the building  should be high, stiff and it should able to absorb sunlight.In-short whatever  he saw at  the place he imagine the view in 3d and then the design completed people saw and at  the first  glance they  said its increased the Miracles of the world. It is thought that  if the same architect stand at  Minto park what  he would saw and design???....The field Marshal Ayub khan called up a Russian architect named Nasserdin Murat khan to  design tower. He made it, it  had been amended about  tow times.
Nasserddin Murat khan was a Pakistani Russian decent, he obtained architecture, civil engineering and town  planning  degrees from Russia. He was deeply  involved in a movement where he forced to  leave Daghestan,fear of life made him to  escape from Daghestan, he moved to  Germany. In Berlin he used to  live in refugee camp. In the camp he met  a Turkish nurse named Hamida Akmut. He merry  her and moved to  Pakistan Lahore. There he worked as MES Garrison Engineer and started his own business.Because of his love for his work Ayub khan gave him a big project  of Minar-e-Pakistan. He treated this project  as a baby. He despite to get benefit form this project  he contributed a lot from his own pocket.He was died of heart attack in 1970.
It is a source of grief that in the ensuing 28 years after his death, and despite appeals, his contribution has not been publicly acknowledged in a place where the average visitor can see at the Minar-i-Pakistan by its base when one first steps onto the first podium. Sadly, his massive contribution has yet not been stamped there so that every visitor can read it, nor did his widow get any help from the successive governments. For this is not only Pakistan`s history, but a personal history deeply entwined with it.
 In 1984 LDA got it's Custody but  now a days it is under the observation or PHA.

I have got  a chance to  visit  the place, when i  reached there with  photographer, guards stops us not  to  get  in with bike then we told him where we are coming  from he opened the door. Photographer park his bike and we moved towards tower, it  was looking  awesome i  haven't blink  my  eye for once and never get head down. It was around 11:30 am and the park was filled with  visitors. It is sad to  write about  those couples who  was there with their love birds and having date. Families were also there but  they  were just  passing  their time there. It  was sad for me to  know that  the pools were empty of water but  lake was filled and visitors were enjoying boating over there.      
Then we moved towards Hafeez Jalendry's tomb which  was situated far from the tower. we passed a wast ground then enter a hockey ground partitioned with cricket ground. There some boys were playing they  saw us and shout "Oye do cha phari, guest  aye ney". This is what our people do  mostly when they  saw a girl..Alas!!!! We reached to the tomb and clicks some picture and moved back towards the gate.Now its time to  get  back to  office.Well when i  started work on this topic i  have a lot of things and plannings to make this feature. But the most interesting  part for me was to  to  get  to  know about  Murat  khan. He was a legend but  alas! i  didn't find anything  about  him. who was he, where was he from??? Nothing not  even at  the tower where we find all the history  of Lahore Resolution. I  really  felt great to  see our national emblem "The National Tower of Pakistan".      
   

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

                                                            

                                                    AYE ARZ-E-PAK

Hum zinda qaom hain painda qaom hai......!!


Is it true? Are we really an alive Nation? Today  we are celebrating 65th  birthday  or Independence day  of Pakistan. It seems that  it  would be an amazing  day  of the history  but  it wouldn't. what  we ll' find reason behind it? Some one will say  that  we are not  satisfied with  our Govt. some would say  that  we don't have enough facilities in it. Few years back  we heard that  every one use to  say  that  what  Pakistan has gave us our elders and older used to  say  that what  you  have given to your country? These question arises every  year but  there was no answer.

When I close my  eyes I  can clearly  see that  a few years before when Politics was not affiliated with  our personal lives we feel this freedom with our souls and mind. Now just  after some time we are not  at  that  sate of mind to  celebrate it with whole heartedly. The only  reason behind it that  we were HAPPY. Happy  doesn't meant here that  we does not get  all facilities or we are under the pressure or Govt. but  here I am talking  about  the happiness of our souls of our mind's peace. 

We have just  lost  our happiness in the game of wining  life. By  what  mean we celebrate the day  of happiness the day for partition and the day of Freedom while we are still not  able to  free ourselves from debauchees and luxuries of making  ourselves a pride and model for others that  what  we can do  no  one can do but  the fact  is that  every  one is in the same train and doing  similar things. Day  by day  we are losing our dignity our pride which  is not  the worldish or temporal  things  it is our beloved our home land our freedom our PAKISTAN. we lost  it  in the race of getting more and more. By  what mean we celebrate this day  today  while our Muslim brothers and sister are being murdered in other countries.



Today  is 65th independence day  of Pakistan. When i  woke up  i  didn't  remembered that  what  the day  is today. When my  rikshaw turned to  another road suddenly  sparkle in my  mind that  oh! today  is 14th August. During  my  road to  office i  hardly  see our  national  flag waving on roofs in the air then I  thought  yes it only can happen in just  my  country  where celebration means a holiday and stuck  into  the homes. If  we compare it  to other Muslim countries we can see a celebration full of hope ,devotion and happiness. They  all come out  of their houses saying  that  "It's  Independence day". Here in Pakistan there is celebrations but just  limited to  TV channels or elite class. They  are celebrating  it with  the waste of money  and showing  that  how modern and fashionable they  are now. But  still I  am happy  that  it's Independence day.    

   

 

Friday, June 15, 2012



      Mood according to the Environment..!

 

We wake up  daily  on time, before or after. We don't have the same mood, it we can feel when we have our first  glance in the mirror. Yes, but  we don't know what  we are going  to do  today, may  be it would be the same day  as yesterday  or it might  possible we would have another type of  MOOD today. What i am feeling  today, it's quite difficult for me to  share and it  can be very  hard for those who don't  want  to  open up or share anything  to  anyone. Same as I  have a lot of words in my  mind but  i  don't  know how to  speak them or share with  others. May  be from my  birth  i  use to  inhabit in me, it would be the reason that  I  frequently used to  hide my  feeling so  that  no  one can guess my  real face or feelings. But  now I  want  to write what  i  am thinking, what  in my  mind, each  and everything.

On the other hand I  am thinking where to  start, it is also  a great  dilemma that  when we are going to  start writing  something  about  our personals we suddenly  feel empty  mind inside us which  is really  a regretful thing. I  have a lot of thing  blowing  in my  mind now.1st  thing is why  people always trying  to  over smart  with  us? and the people of my  kind always try  to  ignore them and despite to remove their misunderstanding let  them thinking  what  they  are up to. I  always tries not be so  much  straight forward because people might  hurts from my  words, but  yes! some times they crosses all their limits and my  words slop-over my mouth.

Then I start  thinking that  what I ve' done, would they  able to  listen what  i  ve said to  them. In the meanwhile i  felt sad and try  to  vanish  from the world. Alas! it is not  in my  hands to  take my  life with my  own hands. I  started my  day  with  the preparation for office, then acridly rush towards rickshaw standing out  side my  house. I  was seeing  all the things running  behind me but  i  wasn't able to  count  them because i  was thinking what  i  am doing in this world? what  i ve done yesterday and what i am going  to  do  today. I  have to  face the faces i  daily  sees in my  cabin/ row. Entering office i  was blank, run towards reception, said Salam to  the receptionist enter my  name and step  forwarder towards stairs, i Ve seen the attendance of my neighborhood chair mate. I  entered the room and there's just  two more ladies sat on the other section.
I  saw her but  i  don't ve any kind of feeling  about  her good or bad. Then she start  talking  to  me and searching  something  on  my  PC. I didn't said anything  to  her when she has done i  get  back  my  PC. After some times our in charge came and i  said to  her " your favorite sir is coming" there is nothing wrong  in my  words. After passing fifteen mints she spokes that  "why  you r saying  wrong thing  about  sir", i  was shocked that  i  ve done. Then a person enters into  the room and she said loudly  that " lo  phir agya ab sra din chaber chaber kere ga". He was designer of other section. I  said calmly  that now why  you are saying  wrong things about  him, what he did wrong  to  you, she said" aisa e to  kerta ha" i  said  "ager tume pasnd nai  to  ignore kro or apne kam mian buzy  raho, but  don't say  wrong  things". She start grumbling something.

I don't know whats on her mind she always tries to become over-smart  to  me but  mostly  i  ignore her on that  she get  irritate and start  slapping  me. Many times I offensively stop her that  don't  do  this i  ll' be very  harsh with  you but  she thinks that  while doing  all these kind of mischievous  stuff she is looking  so  cool  or may  be a trick  to  get  others attention towards her i  dint  know what's in her mind. To  write all these things is not intentionally to backbiting someone, but  tried to  show the moods and it's effects which  we ve to  face many  times during  the whole day. Sometimes may  be we are not  understanding others mood, what  they  are trying  to  say? may  be we are not getting  it. Well what  i  ve guess about  her personality  that  she's try to  overrule others but  she is not aware of that I  am not her king of girl. She is so diplomatic and double faced. Be aware of these kind of people, such  kind of person are very  dangerous for life and career.               

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