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xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/29/the-winter-breeze-is-breaking-into-my-room-s-window-7265722/"><default:title>The winter breeze is breaking into my room's window...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/29/the-winter-breeze-is-breaking-into-my-room-s-window-7265722/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-29T09:19:26+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;The winter breeze is breaking into my room's window...And I am watching the movie I Love you, Beth Cooper...Really I found this movie great..
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/29/the-winter-breeze-is-breaking-into-my-room-s-window-7265722/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The winter breeze is breaking into my room's window...And I am watching the movie I Love you, Beth Cooper...Really I found this movie great..
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<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/29/the-winter-breeze-is-breaking-into-my-room-s-window-7265722/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/i-love-you-beth-cooper-7253091/"><default:title>I love you, Beth Cooper</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/i-love-you-beth-cooper-7253091/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-27T19:40:33+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Start of the movie is good...sometimes you feel that the low budget movie is kind of boring...but I didn't get bore watching the whole movie because the scenes attracted me and the emotions felt by me...No doubt it is a nice movie...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/i-love-you-beth-cooper-7253091/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Start of the movie is good...sometimes you feel that the low budget movie is kind of boring...but I didn't get bore watching the whole movie because the scenes attracted me and the emotions felt by me...No doubt it is a nice movie...
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nice weather, I can smell autumn, the morning breeze, the school going children waiting for their school buses....moms with lunch boxes in their hands, everyone in a hurry...some people returning home from Masjid....Milkman on the motorbikes...&lt;br&gt;
The leaves have fallen from the trees...the dry air, and the coldness in it....It's Autumn for sure...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/19/the-weather-is-changing-in-karachi-7197345/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Woke up early...offered my Fajer prayer, then stepped down stairs with sis as office van comes to pick her up...<br>
nice weather, I can smell autumn, the morning breeze, the school going children waiting for their school buses....moms with lunch boxes in their hands, everyone in a hurry...some people returning home from Masjid....Milkman on the motorbikes...<br>
The leaves have fallen from the trees...the dry air, and the coldness in it....It's Autumn for sure...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/08/silent-people-7128049/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Waiting for the traffic signal light to turn green, daily I used to watch her crossing the road...she was pretty. One day she was walking besides the road and showing a name on a paper...Monazza was her name...Second day when I reached the traffic signal she was waiting there, I showed my name written on the paper...<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">
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<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/10/08/silent-people-7128049/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/09/12/one-of-my-favourite-indian-song-6948830/"><default:title>One of my favourite Indian song...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/09/12/one-of-my-favourite-indian-song-6948830/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-09-12T16:23:12+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chakpak.com/video/saathiya%3A-naina-milaike/20976"&gt;http://chakpak.com/video/saathiya%3A-naina-milaike/20976&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/09/12/one-of-my-favourite-indian-song-6948830/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://chakpak.com/video/saathiya%3A-naina-milaike/20976">http://chakpak.com/video/saathiya%3A-naina-milaike/20976</a>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/the-sacred-month-is-about-to-end-6922096/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The Sacred month of Ramzan is about to end...the days of the month have a good feeling in it...everyone tries to be better than the ordinary days...no revilement, no anger (actually everyone tries to avoid it)...Hence, the days look beautiful and blessed that everybody is busy in it's work to earn good deeds...I am enjoying the days....I wish this month never ends <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">
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Allah is Great...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/08/22/allah-is-the-problem-solver-6794354/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>If you are in disturbance or in disease...then don't go first to the medicine because remembering Allah and asking for help effaces all hindrances and obstacles...I have experienced myself this...and believe me Allah solves the problem immediately if you ask Him for help with heart...<br>
Allah is Great...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/08/10/still-wondering-why-6689352/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Still wondering why in my dreams??....having the different path, destination, what is the meaning to come in my dream again and again?? </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/08/10/still-wondering-why-6689352/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/i-never-believed-that-i-could-be-depresse-6584469/"><default:title>I never believed that I could be depressed...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/i-never-believed-that-i-could-be-depresse-6584469/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-25T16:51:56+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you think something very deeply, and by the time passes you start forgetting what was in your thought, but the mind remembers it, and that crave or desire becomes so intense that you yourself can't believe that thing has become your goal or objective and you have to work hard to achieve it, and when you don't get it, your mind ( I should rather say that thought makes the body deadener) shows a dull feeling and your body also works that way....&lt;br&gt;
Then a stage comes when you have to believe your body symptoms that you are depressed even if you don't agree to yourself that it's the reality, and you have to make yourself thought free...I think I have faced tad more difficulties than the thing made me depressed...that's the truth and I have to pull back myself from that disgusting feeling of my mind....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/i-never-believed-that-i-could-be-depresse-6584469/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sometimes you think something very deeply, and by the time passes you start forgetting what was in your thought, but the mind remembers it, and that crave or desire becomes so intense that you yourself can't believe that thing has become your goal or objective and you have to work hard to achieve it, and when you don't get it, your mind ( I should rather say that thought makes the body deadener) shows a dull feeling and your body also works that way....<br>
Then a stage comes when you have to believe your body symptoms that you are depressed even if you don't agree to yourself that it's the reality, and you have to make yourself thought free...I think I have faced tad more difficulties than the thing made me depressed...that's the truth and I have to pull back myself from that disgusting feeling of my mind....
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<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/i-never-believed-that-i-could-be-depresse-6584469/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/29/my-whim-6419809/"><default:title>My Whim...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/29/my-whim-6419809/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-06-29T19:19:00+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I don't know whether I would be able to forget those days or not? that face ? because after trying so much, again I saw her in my dream sitting next to me, her hair style was superb...&lt;br&gt;
I neglected her but then she called my name smilingly, and I was coerced to see her, because her voice is still the same...It's not that I feel looser, I am a winner because I don't have any sad feelings in my heart, I always wanted that she stay happy in her life...and I still pray that she get all her happiness in the life...&lt;br&gt;
Hay, I sometimes remember some memories buried in my heart very deeply...I wish you good luck in your new life, with new friends, new people,..Take care...Your well wisher &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/29/my-whim-6419809/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I don't know whether I would be able to forget those days or not? that face ? because after trying so much, again I saw her in my dream sitting next to me, her hair style was superb...<br>
I neglected her but then she called my name smilingly, and I was coerced to see her, because her voice is still the same...It's not that I feel looser, I am a winner because I don't have any sad feelings in my heart, I always wanted that she stay happy in her life...and I still pray that she get all her happiness in the life...<br>
Hay, I sometimes remember some memories buried in my heart very deeply...I wish you good luck in your new life, with new friends, new people,..Take care...Your well wisher <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/27/give-thanks-to-allah-hamd-by-michael-jackson-6404632/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/18e081cc-0233-4d09-91d3-17dce32524b0/Give-Thanks-to-Allah">http://www.esnips.com/doc/18e081cc-0233-4d09-91d3-17dce32524b0/Give-Thanks-to-Allah</a>
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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8110649.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8110649.stm&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/21/pakistan-deserved-the-twenty-20-world-cup-6357647/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am just coming back from hospital, it's 01:30 a.m. and it took me 2 hours to reach me home because of traffic jam, at interchanges there is a crowd celebrating the victory...Oh my god, I have to take something as I am going in hypoglycemia, Mom , something left in the dinner ? ? ? :-P </p>
	<p><a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8110649.stm">http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8110649.stm</a>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/06/19/afridi-steers-pakistan-into-final-6339855/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8104338.stm">http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8104338.stm</a>
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He explains through this poem that whoever calls him ‘Syed’ will be punished in hell and who ever calls him ‘Raaniya’ will be showered with blessings…because for him his Guru is everything and he does not want to be differentiated from the common ummaties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bandeya Ho (lyrics and rough translation):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bulleh nu samjhawan aiyaan bhena te bharjhaiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Manlay Bulleya sada kehna chad de palla raiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Bulleh Shah’s sisters and sisters-in-laws came to convince him.&lt;br&gt;
Bulleya, please do as we tell you and leave the Arain’s (his guru’s) company.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Aal nabi ullad Nabi nu tu kyun leekaan laaiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Jera sanu syed sadday dozakh milan sazaiyaan&lt;br&gt;
(Bulleh Shah replies):&lt;br&gt;
Why do you separate the Prophet’s and Ali’s decendants from the common people (why do you wedge a divide between the two)?&lt;br&gt;
The one who calls me ‘Syed’ should be punished with hell&lt;br&gt;
{Edit: He never mentioned that the one who calls me aryan should be blessed as translated above}&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bandeya Ho Bandeya&lt;br&gt;
Bandeya Ho&lt;br&gt;
Bandeya Ho Bandeya&lt;br&gt;
Bandeya Ho&lt;br&gt;
Imploring mandkind…(Banda means man, while Bandeya refers to Mankind)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Raeen saain sabhan thaain rab diyaan be parwaiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Sohniyaan pare hataiyaan te khoojiyaan lay gall laiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Arain and masters are born at every place, God does not discriminate against anyone.&lt;br&gt;
Beautiful people don’t care for such differences, only the ugly ones do&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Je tu loorain baag baharaan chaakar hoo ja raiyaan&lt;br&gt;
Bulleh Shah di zaat ki puchni shukar ho razaiyaan&lt;br&gt;
If you seek to the gardens of heaven, become a servant to the ‘Arains’.&lt;br&gt;
Why ask about the caste of Bulleh Shah? Instead be grateful in the God’s will.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bandya Ho Bandya&lt;br&gt;
Bandya Ho&lt;br&gt;
Bandya Ho Bandya&lt;br&gt;
Bandya Ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9iDZLftBsU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9iDZLftBsU&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/20/bandya-ho-original-poet-is-baba-bulle-shah-6143722/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em>Baba Bulleh Shah (a Sufi saint-poet from the Punjab part of Pakistan) was coaxed by his relatives to leave his &#8216;Mursheed&#8217; or guru whom he called &#8216;Raiyaan&#8217; or &#8216;Raaniya&#8221;. His Guru, the famous saint Shah Inayat Qadri belonged to the &#8216;Arain&#8217; or &#8216;Raeen&#8217; caste, while Bulleh Shah belonged to the Syed caste (he was a direct descendant of the Prophet Muhammad). Bulleh Shah had to face the resentment and taunts of his family and other &#8216;Syed&#8217; friends for accepting the spiritual guidance of a non-Syed. Bulleh Shah rejected his critics&#8217; false concept of inherent superiority and nobility of any caste through his poetry.<br>
He explains through this poem that whoever calls him &#8216;Syed&#8217; will be punished in hell and who ever calls him &#8216;Raaniya&#8217; will be showered with blessings&#8230;because for him his Guru is everything and he does not want to be differentiated from the common ummaties.</em></p>
	<p><u>Bandeya Ho (lyrics and rough translation):</u></p>
	<p>Bulleh nu samjhawan aiyaan bhena te bharjhaiyaan<br>
Manlay Bulleya sada kehna chad de palla raiyaan<br>
Bulleh Shah&#8217;s sisters and sisters-in-laws came to convince him.<br>
Bulleya, please do as we tell you and leave the Arain&#8217;s (his guru&#8217;s) company.</p>
	<p>Aal nabi ullad Nabi nu tu kyun leekaan laaiyaan<br>
Jera sanu syed sadday dozakh milan sazaiyaan<br>
(Bulleh Shah replies):<br>
Why do you separate the Prophet&#8217;s and Ali&#8217;s decendants from the common people (why do you wedge a divide between the two)?<br>
The one who calls me &#8216;Syed&#8217; should be punished with hell<br>
{Edit: He never mentioned that the one who calls me aryan should be blessed as translated above}</p>
	<p>Bandeya Ho Bandeya<br>
Bandeya Ho<br>
Bandeya Ho Bandeya<br>
Bandeya Ho<br>
Imploring mandkind&#8230;(Banda means man, while Bandeya refers to Mankind)</p>
	<p>Raeen saain sabhan thaain rab diyaan be parwaiyaan<br>
Sohniyaan pare hataiyaan te khoojiyaan lay gall laiyaan<br>
Arain and masters are born at every place, God does not discriminate against anyone.<br>
Beautiful people don&#8217;t care for such differences, only the ugly ones do</p>
	<p>Je tu loorain baag baharaan chaakar hoo ja raiyaan<br>
Bulleh Shah di zaat ki puchni shukar ho razaiyaan<br>
If you seek to the gardens of heaven, become a servant to the &#8216;Arains&#8217;.<br>
Why ask about the caste of Bulleh Shah? Instead be grateful in the God&#8217;s will.</p>
	<p>Bandya Ho Bandya<br>
Bandya Ho<br>
Bandya Ho Bandya<br>
Bandya Ho</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9iDZLftBsU">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9iDZLftBsU</a>
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Tu Bade Pyaar Say Chao Say Bade Maan K Saath&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Apni Nazuk Si Kalayi Mein Chadhati Mujh Ko&lt;br&gt;
Aur Bay Taabi Say Furqat K Khizan Lamho Mein&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tu Kisi Soch Mei Doobi Jo Ghumaati Mujh Ko&lt;br&gt;
Mein Tere Hath Ki Khushboo Say Mehak Jata&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jab Kabhi Mood Mein Aa Kar Mujhay Chooma Karti&lt;br&gt;
Tere Honton Ki Hidat Say Dahak Sa Jaata&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Raat Ko Jab Bhi Tu Neendon Kay Safar Pay Jaati&lt;br&gt;
Mar Mareein Haath Ka Takiya Banaya Karti&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mein Tere Kaan Say Lag Kar Kayi Baatein Karta&lt;br&gt;
Teri Zulfon Tere Gaal Ko Chooma Karta&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mujh Ko Bay Taab Sa Rakhta Teri Chahat Ka Nasha&lt;br&gt;
Mein Teri Rooh K Gulshan Mein Mehak Ta Rehta&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mein Tere Jism K Aangan Mein Khanakta Rehta&lt;br&gt;
Kuch Nahi To Ye Bay Naam Sa Bandhan Hota&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kaash Mein Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwB-hNyc5VU&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwB-hNyc5VU&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/kash-main-tere-haeen-haath-ka-kangan-hota-6143595/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Kaash Main Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota<br>
Tu Bade Pyaar Say Chao Say Bade Maan K Saath</p>
	<p>Apni Nazuk Si Kalayi Mein Chadhati Mujh Ko<br>
Aur Bay Taabi Say Furqat K Khizan Lamho Mein</p>
	<p>Tu Kisi Soch Mei Doobi Jo Ghumaati Mujh Ko<br>
Mein Tere Hath Ki Khushboo Say Mehak Jata</p>
	<p>Jab Kabhi Mood Mein Aa Kar Mujhay Chooma Karti<br>
Tere Honton Ki Hidat Say Dahak Sa Jaata</p>
	<p>Raat Ko Jab Bhi Tu Neendon Kay Safar Pay Jaati<br>
Mar Mareein Haath Ka Takiya Banaya Karti</p>
	<p>Mein Tere Kaan Say Lag Kar Kayi Baatein Karta<br>
Teri Zulfon Tere Gaal Ko Chooma Karta</p>
	<p>Mujh Ko Bay Taab Sa Rakhta Teri Chahat Ka Nasha<br>
Mein Teri Rooh K Gulshan Mein Mehak Ta Rehta</p>
	<p>Mein Tere Jism K Aangan Mein Khanakta Rehta<br>
Kuch Nahi To Ye Bay Naam Sa Bandhan Hota</p>
	<p>Kaash Mein Tere Haseen Haath Ka Kangan Hota</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwB-hNyc5VU&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwB-hNyc5VU&feature=related</a>
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When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sacha Guitry&lt;br&gt;
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Socrates&lt;br&gt;
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dumas&lt;br&gt;
The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sigmund Freud&lt;br&gt;
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anonymous&lt;br&gt;
"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week.. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sam Kinison&lt;br&gt;
"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;James Holt McGavran&lt;br&gt;
"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Patrick Murray&lt;br&gt;
Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming&lt;br&gt;
1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it,&lt;br&gt;
2. Whenever you're right, shut up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nash&lt;br&gt;
The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anonymous&lt;br&gt;
You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Henny Youngman&lt;br&gt;
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br&gt;
A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anonymous&lt;br&gt;
A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anonymous&lt;br&gt;
First Guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"&lt;br&gt;
Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/david-bissonette-when-a-man-steals-your-wife-there-is-6139101/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>David Bissonette<br>
When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.</p>
	<p>Sacha Guitry<br>
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.</p>
	<p>Socrates<br>
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. </p>
	<p>Dumas<br>
The great question... which I have not been able to answer... is, "What does a woman want?</p>
	<p>Sigmund Freud<br>
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.</p>
	<p>Anonymous<br>
"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week.. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."</p>
	<p>Sam Kinison<br>
"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called marriage."</p>
	<p>James Holt McGavran<br>
"I've had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."</p>
	<p>Patrick Murray<br>
Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming<br>
1. Whenever you're wrong, admit it,<br>
2. Whenever you're right, shut up.</p>
	<p>Nash<br>
The most effective way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once... </p>
	<p>Anonymous<br>
You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.</p>
	<p>Henny Youngman<br>
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.</p>
	<p>Rodney Dangerfield<br>
A good wife always forgives her husband when she's wrong.</p>
	<p>Anonymous<br>
A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he received a hundred letters. They all said the same thing: "You can have mine."</p>
	<p>Anonymous<br>
First Guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!"<br>
Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/19/david-bissonette-when-a-man-steals-your-wife-there-is-6139101/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/13/safety-in-ayatul-kursi-6110682/"><default:title>SAFETY IN AYATUL KURSI...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/13/safety-in-ayatul-kursi-6110682/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-05-13T20:39:38+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;It was reported in a local paper in Rochdale (A town, northeast of Manchester, England), of a young woman who was raped in a small dark alley (a narrow passage between buildings) one evening. On a separate evening around the same time, a young Muslim girl was walking home from college. Aware that it was getting dark fast, she wanted to get home as soon as possible, so her mother would not be worrying about her being outside alone at night. The young Muslim girl faced a dilemma. To take the short-cut down the same alleyway to avoid getting home after dark, or to take the longer route and have her mother worrying herself sick about her daughters safety. Conscious of the time, she takes the alleyway. While the girl is walking she sees a rather sinister and dark figure of a man walking towards her from the other end. As her pace quickens, she begins to read Ayat-ul-kursi for her safety. The man, he makes eye contact but carries on walking. When the young Muslim girl reaches home she tells her family about this sinister looking man, they advise her to contact the police, after having read the newspaper article some time before. When she contacts the police they ask her to give a physical description of the man. It matches the description the rape victim had given. Some days later the young Muslim girl receives a phone call from the police, asking her if she would come down to the police station to identify the man in a line up. Both the rape victim and the Muslim girl pick out the same man. The police are confused; they ask the rapist why he attacked one girl and not the other. In reference to  the Muslim girl, he replies &lt;em&gt;'why would I attack her? When she was walking with two huge men on either side of her?&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/13/safety-in-ayatul-kursi-6110682/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>It was reported in a local paper in Rochdale (A town, northeast of Manchester, England), of a young woman who was raped in a small dark alley (a narrow passage between buildings) one evening. On a separate evening around the same time, a young Muslim girl was walking home from college. Aware that it was getting dark fast, she wanted to get home as soon as possible, so her mother would not be worrying about her being outside alone at night. The young Muslim girl faced a dilemma. To take the short-cut down the same alleyway to avoid getting home after dark, or to take the longer route and have her mother worrying herself sick about her daughters safety. Conscious of the time, she takes the alleyway. While the girl is walking she sees a rather sinister and dark figure of a man walking towards her from the other end. As her pace quickens, she begins to read Ayat-ul-kursi for her safety. The man, he makes eye contact but carries on walking. When the young Muslim girl reaches home she tells her family about this sinister looking man, they advise her to contact the police, after having read the newspaper article some time before. When she contacts the police they ask her to give a physical description of the man. It matches the description the rape victim had given. Some days later the young Muslim girl receives a phone call from the police, asking her if she would come down to the police station to identify the man in a line up. Both the rape victim and the Muslim girl pick out the same man. The police are confused; they ask the rapist why he attacked one girl and not the other. In reference to  the Muslim girl, he replies <em>'why would I attack her? When she was walking with two huge men on either side of her?</em>
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;"Dua k siva koi cheez taqdir k faisle ko rad nahi kar&lt;br&gt;
sakti aur naiki k siwa koi cheez umer ko nahi barha sakti"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2- Nabi Karem (S.A.W) ne farmaya&lt;br&gt;
"Libas ki sadgi emaan ki alamton me se 1 alamat hai" Abu Daud&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3- Hazoor (S.A.W) ne farmaya&lt;br&gt;
"Jo banda mujh per juma k din or juma ki raat kasrat se durrod pak parhe ga, us ka drood pak me khud kano se suno ga"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; 4- App (S.A.W) ne farmaya&lt;br&gt;
"jis ne meri 1 hadis suni or phir dosron tak puncha di us k liye kayamat k roz meri shafa'at wajib ho gi"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/13/4-simple-hadiths-6110645/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>1- Hazrat Muhammad (S.A.W) ne farmaya</p>
	<p>"Dua k siva koi cheez taqdir k faisle ko rad nahi kar<br>
sakti aur naiki k siwa koi cheez umer ko nahi barha sakti"</p>
	<p>2- Nabi Karem (S.A.W) ne farmaya<br>
"Libas ki sadgi emaan ki alamton me se 1 alamat hai" Abu Daud</p>
	<p>3- Hazoor (S.A.W) ne farmaya<br>
"Jo banda mujh per juma k din or juma ki raat kasrat se durrod pak parhe ga, us ka drood pak me khud kano se suno ga"</p>
	<p> 4- App (S.A.W) ne farmaya<br>
"jis ne meri 1 hadis suni or phir dosron tak puncha di us k liye kayamat k roz meri shafa'at wajib ho gi"
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0xv4RAEKY4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0xv4RAEKY4&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/09/the-early-days-6086765/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I saw this movie two days back...It's a nice movie..some things are very familiar to my days in DOW MEDICAL COLLEGE (DMC) KARACHI, but it was shot in COLLEGE OF BUSINESS MANAGEMENT (CBM) KARACHI. It reminds me of those days from my past....great....A must watch movie</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0xv4RAEKY4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0xv4RAEKY4</a>
</p>
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kuch is marz ki tashkhees pehlay se hi bta daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kuch keh ker hi jaatay ger jaana maqsood tha&lt;br&gt;
weeranon main hum is tarah awaz tu na daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kia khabr thee keh bus jaengeen wo ankhen nazer men&lt;br&gt;
us din humm tumhain kaajal lagaanay hi naa daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Socha tha keh guzr jaeygee baad ki zindagee yuunhi&lt;br&gt;
kabi men tumhen satata aur kabi tum mujhe sza daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Naa jaanay kia hogaa ab teray jaanay k baad iss dil ko&lt;br&gt;
tuu ger ishara kerta tu hum pehle hi isay samjha daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Safer akailay hi shuru kerdiya tum ne aey hamsafer&lt;br&gt;
km az km humen tu wapsi ka koi rasta dikhla daitay&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;By Umer Salim(03/05/2009)
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/05/03/akaila-pan-written-by-me-6048562/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Akaila pan roz mujh main aik dard paida kerta hae<br>
kuch is marz ki tashkhees pehlay se hi bta daitay</p>
	<p>Kuch keh ker hi jaatay ger jaana maqsood tha<br>
weeranon main hum is tarah awaz tu na daitay</p>
	<p>Kia khabr thee keh bus jaengeen wo ankhen nazer men<br>
us din humm tumhain kaajal lagaanay hi naa daitay</p>
	<p>Socha tha keh guzr jaeygee baad ki zindagee yuunhi<br>
kabi men tumhen satata aur kabi tum mujhe sza daitay</p>
	<p>Naa jaanay kia hogaa ab teray jaanay k baad iss dil ko<br>
tuu ger ishara kerta tu hum pehle hi isay samjha daitay</p>
	<p>Safer akailay hi shuru kerdiya tum ne aey hamsafer<br>
km az km humen tu wapsi ka koi rasta dikhla daitay</p>
	<p>By Umer Salim(03/05/2009)
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and ducked him into the water. The man struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until he started turning blue.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The young man struggled hard and finally managed to get out and the first thing he did was to gasp and take deep breath. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Socrates asked 'What you wanted the most when you were there?' The man replied 'Air'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Socrates said 'that's the secret to success. When you want success as badly as you wanted air, you will get it. There is no other secret'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/04/27/secret-of-success-6018532/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A young man asked Socrates the secret of Success. Socrates told the young man to meet him near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man to walk with him towards the river.</p>
	<p>When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and ducked him into the water. The man struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until he started turning blue.</p>
	<p>The young man struggled hard and finally managed to get out and the first thing he did was to gasp and take deep breath. </p>
	<p>Socrates asked 'What you wanted the most when you were there?' The man replied 'Air'.</p>
	<p>Socrates said 'that's the secret to success. When you want success as badly as you wanted air, you will get it. There is no other secret'.</p>
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Who's going to bring peace in this city??why are we miserable??&lt;br&gt;
No answer...Still hoping for the peace to come here.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/04/26/what-s-happening-in-my-city-6008094/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>It's not uncommon to hear news that a man was shot dead near that chawrangee (roundabout)... People don't appear from their homes, crossroads become lonely, a fear in one's heart, terror of being attacked by armed men or stuck in a conflict...these days again an unknown fright have made a room in karachiites hearts...<br>
Who's going to bring peace in this city??why are we miserable??<br>
No answer...Still hoping for the peace to come here.. </p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/04/26/national-bloggers-conference-6008084/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://karachi.metblogs.com/2009/04/19/national-bloggers-conference-2/#more-6230">http://karachi.metblogs.com/2009/04/19/national-bloggers-conference-2/#more-6230</a>
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Sometime you feel that there is no one who is going to ask you how are you? and you feel very lonely like a silence of a black night..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sometimes when entering a patient's room you look directly on the patient's face or his/her attendant, and the eyes say it all, and when you can read that riddle and know the answer you feel very proud of...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have seen many beautiful eyes but that simple innocent eyes were very different than others...they had some dreams and were floating on the sea of tears...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I love those eyes and the depth beneath them...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/04/21/the-daily-work-kept-me-busy-5982462/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am writing after a very long time because the daily work kept me busy...I have felt a great change in myself, behaving mature in a situation and dealing with people easily and satisfying with whatever I use to say...</p>
	<p>Sometime you feel that there is no one who is going to ask you how are you? and you feel very lonely like a silence of a black night..</p>
	<p>Sometimes when entering a patient's room you look directly on the patient's face or his/her attendant, and the eyes say it all, and when you can read that riddle and know the answer you feel very proud of...</p>
	<p>I have seen many beautiful eyes but that simple innocent eyes were very different than others...they had some dreams and were floating on the sea of tears...</p>
	<p>I love those eyes and the depth beneath them...</p>
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wo fasl-e-gul jisay andesha-e-zawaal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;yahaaN jo phool khilay wo khila rahay bersoN&lt;br&gt;
yahaaN khizaaN ko guzernay ki bhi majaal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;yahaaN jo sabza ugay wo hamesha sabz rahay&lt;br&gt;
aur aisa sabz k jis ki koi misaal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ghani ghaTaaein yahaaN aisee baarishein bersaaein&lt;br&gt;
k pattharoN se bhi royedgi muhaal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;khuda karay k waqaar is ka ghair-faani ho&lt;br&gt;
aur is k husn ko tashweesh-e-maah-o-saal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;her aik ferd ho tehzeeb-o-fun ka oaj-e-kamaal&lt;br&gt;
koi malool na ho, koi khasta-haal na ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; - Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi -
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/03/23/wo-fasl-e-gul-jisay-andesha-e-zawaal-na-ho-5815338/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>khuda karay k meri arz-e-pak per utray<br>
wo fasl-e-gul jisay andesha-e-zawaal na ho</p>
	<p>yahaaN jo phool khilay wo khila rahay bersoN<br>
yahaaN khizaaN ko guzernay ki bhi majaal na ho</p>
	<p>yahaaN jo sabza ugay wo hamesha sabz rahay<br>
aur aisa sabz k jis ki koi misaal na ho</p>
	<p>ghani ghaTaaein yahaaN aisee baarishein bersaaein<br>
k pattharoN se bhi royedgi muhaal na ho</p>
	<p>khuda karay k waqaar is ka ghair-faani ho<br>
aur is k husn ko tashweesh-e-maah-o-saal na ho</p>
	<p>her aik ferd ho tehzeeb-o-fun ka oaj-e-kamaal<br>
koi malool na ho, koi khasta-haal na ho</p>
	<p> - Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi -
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/03/23/wo-fasl-e-gul-jisay-andesha-e-zawaal-na-ho-5815338/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/02/17/recite-ayatul-qursi-5591075/"><default:title>Recite Ayatal Qursi</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/02/17/recite-ayatul-qursi-5591075/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-02-17T13:14:40+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;at the time of leaving house&lt;br&gt;
70000 angels protect you from the right,left,front and back and the person dies before&lt;br&gt;
returning he will get 70 martyrs reward.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;40 times everyday at the time of sunset, the person will get reward of 40 Hajj.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;everyday at the time going bed, one angel will guard the person till morning&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;everytime after returning home, it keeps you away from poverty.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;everytime after doing ablution, will raise person 40 times in rank from each word.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;---------------------&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/mutmainaa/dua1/ayat_al_kursi.html"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/mutmainaa/dua1/ayat_al_kursi.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/02/17/recite-ayatul-qursi-5591075/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>at the time of leaving house<br>
70000 angels protect you from the right,left,front and back and the person dies before<br>
returning he will get 70 martyrs reward.</p>
	<p>40 times everyday at the time of sunset, the person will get reward of 40 Hajj.</p>
	<p>everyday at the time going bed, one angel will guard the person till morning</p>
	<p>everytime after returning home, it keeps you away from poverty.</p>
	<p>everytime after doing ablution, will raise person 40 times in rank from each word.</p>
	<p>---------------------<br>
<a href="http://www.geocities.com/mutmainaa/dua1/ayat_al_kursi.html">http://www.geocities.com/mutmainaa/dua1/ayat_al_kursi.html</a></p>
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aye jaan-e-jahaaN ! ye koi tum sa hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ye khwaab hai, khushbu hai k jhoNka hai k pal hai&lt;br&gt;
ye dhund hai, baadal hai k saaya hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;is deed ki saa-at mein kaee rang hein lerzaaN&lt;br&gt;
main hooN k koi aur hai, dunya hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;dekho ye kisi aur ki aaNkhein hein k mayri&lt;br&gt;
dekhooN ye kisi aur ka chehra hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ye umr-e-gurayzaaN kaheeN Thehray to ye jaanooN&lt;br&gt;
her saaNs mein mujh ko yehi lagta hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;her bazm mein mozoo-e-sukhan dil-zadagaaN ka&lt;br&gt;
ab kon hai, SheereeN hai k Laila hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ek derd ka phaila hua sehra hai k main hooN&lt;br&gt;
ek mauj mein aaya hua derya hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;wo waqt na aaye k dil-e-zaar bhi sochay&lt;br&gt;
is shehr mein tanha koi ham sa hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;abaad ham aashufta-saroN se nahi maqtal&lt;br&gt;
ye rasm bhi is shehr mein zinda hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;aye jaan-e-faraz itni bhi taufeeq kisay thi&lt;br&gt;
ham ko gham-e-hasti bhi gavara hai k tum ho&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;br&gt;
 - Ahmad Faraz -
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/30/dekho-ye-kisi-aur-ki-aankhein-hein-k-mayri-5473078/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>jis samt bhi dekhooN nazer aata hai k tum ho<br>
aye jaan-e-jahaaN ! ye koi tum sa hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>ye khwaab hai, khushbu hai k jhoNka hai k pal hai<br>
ye dhund hai, baadal hai k saaya hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>is deed ki saa-at mein kaee rang hein lerzaaN<br>
main hooN k koi aur hai, dunya hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>dekho ye kisi aur ki aaNkhein hein k mayri<br>
dekhooN ye kisi aur ka chehra hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>ye umr-e-gurayzaaN kaheeN Thehray to ye jaanooN<br>
her saaNs mein mujh ko yehi lagta hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>her bazm mein mozoo-e-sukhan dil-zadagaaN ka<br>
ab kon hai, SheereeN hai k Laila hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>ek derd ka phaila hua sehra hai k main hooN<br>
ek mauj mein aaya hua derya hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>wo waqt na aaye k dil-e-zaar bhi sochay<br>
is shehr mein tanha koi ham sa hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>abaad ham aashufta-saroN se nahi maqtal<br>
ye rasm bhi is shehr mein zinda hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>aye jaan-e-faraz itni bhi taufeeq kisay thi<br>
ham ko gham-e-hasti bhi gavara hai k tum ho</p>
	<p>-----------<br>
 - Ahmad Faraz -
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/30/dekho-ye-kisi-aur-ki-aankhein-hein-k-mayri-5473078/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/dreams-5431874/"><default:title>Dreams...</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/dreams-5431874/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-23T20:49:15+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Whatever are your emotions, your feelings and is in your intense desire comes in dream....Dreams can make you feel happy as they put you in the situation you die to be into it...This happened to me first time, even I had forgotten the links and pathways of thinking a particular feeling and person, still came in my dream....She was in a role I wanted to see, made my mood happy-still feeling the pleasure of that dream..I never thought of that feeling in me or you can say that I never experienced that feeling in my life or even thought...I am happy in my life with all those memories and feelings, though she might never felt, I can make them my purpose of living....That's life and I thank God for everything I have...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/dreams-5431874/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Whatever are your emotions, your feelings and is in your intense desire comes in dream....Dreams can make you feel happy as they put you in the situation you die to be into it...This happened to me first time, even I had forgotten the links and pathways of thinking a particular feeling and person, still came in my dream....She was in a role I wanted to see, made my mood happy-still feeling the pleasure of that dream..I never thought of that feeling in me or you can say that I never experienced that feeling in my life or even thought...I am happy in my life with all those memories and feelings, though she might never felt, I can make them my purpose of living....That's life and I thank God for everything I have...
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/23/dreams-5431874/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/11/zikr-hae-kaee-saal-ka-5360260/"><default:title>Zikr hae kaee saal ka</default:title><default:link>http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/11/zikr-hae-kaee-saal-ka-5360260/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-11T13:39:35+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Today after coming from the hospital I was very tired that I preferred to sleep in the evening....When I woke up I wanted a cup of tea, my youngest sister made the tea, and I sat in the tv room where my father and my mom along with my other one sister were watching tv...I inquired about zain?(my third sister), she replied that she was at her friend's home preparing for the exam, so I sat and started watching tv, they were watching the long play of old times Ptv Drama called ZIKER HAE KAEE SAAL KA...I loved that drama and the acting of Atiqa Odho and Rahat Kazmi in it....It has so much emotions and the acting of both of them is classic....I watched that drama when I used to be a kid, let's say-in my school days...I think all the indian dramas nowadays are just rubbish, I can name all time favourites of PTV...the quality comes from this channel...I know the old ptv dramas had low budget serials and long plays, they used to make in  limited resources but had pure emotional things....Here is the link to that long play :&lt;br&gt;
---------------------------&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCEFWf5Khwg&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCEFWf5Khwg&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2009/01/11/zikr-hae-kaee-saal-ka-5360260/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Today after coming from the hospital I was very tired that I preferred to sleep in the evening....When I woke up I wanted a cup of tea, my youngest sister made the tea, and I sat in the tv room where my father and my mom along with my other one sister were watching tv...I inquired about zain?(my third sister), she replied that she was at her friend's home preparing for the exam, so I sat and started watching tv, they were watching the long play of old times Ptv Drama called ZIKER HAE KAEE SAAL KA...I loved that drama and the acting of Atiqa Odho and Rahat Kazmi in it....It has so much emotions and the acting of both of them is classic....I watched that drama when I used to be a kid, let's say-in my school days...I think all the indian dramas nowadays are just rubbish, I can name all time favourites of PTV...the quality comes from this channel...I know the old ptv dramas had low budget serials and long plays, they used to make in  limited resources but had pure emotional things....Here is the link to that long play :<br>
---------------------------</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCEFWf5Khwg&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCEFWf5Khwg&feature=related</a></p>
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to all the muslims and my friends from whom I meet to whom I have only memories...I remember you always....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://dowite1588.blog.co.uk/2008/12/08/eid-ul-adha-mubarak-5181979/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Eid-ul-Adha Mubarak<br>
to all the muslims and my friends from whom I meet to whom I have only memories...I remember you always....</p>
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