Field Marshal Bernard Montgomery

The head of the British Armed Forces, Field Marshal Bernard Montgomery, requested in a post-retirement meeting with the British Prime Minister that he was now old and had no source of income other than a pension after retirement. I live in a rented house, it is very painful for me to change my house again and again. Please give me a house and some agricultural land so that I can spend the rest of my life in peace.

 The Prime Minister listened patiently and then replied.

 Mr. Montgomery, of course you are our national hero. In World War II, you have rendered outstanding services to the British Crown, which is appreciated by the entire nation, but General, you have been paid a fair amount for this national service every month. It has never happened that the government has not paid your salary in a month or your salary has been late. And now that you are retired, and doing no service to the state, the British government is giving you a decent pension every month in addition to the retirement fund from the tax money of its people.

 As Prime Minister, Mr. Montgomery is a defender of the rights of the people, and according to the constitution, I have no right to spend the people's tax money for myself or anyone else. I apologize to you.

 Montgomery was a former Army Chief, also a Field Marshal. The British government had won many wars. According to the man, when Montgomery woke up, his people slept peacefully. However, he did not resent the denial.

 He thanked the Prime Minister, sat down with him, drank coffee and shook hands with him and went to his rented house.

Who is the old Lady Mercy

 A girl came to a village as a bride.

 Traditionally, women from all over the village came to see him and told him to stay away from my mercy.

 She asks, "Who is my mercy?" If you get the answer then you will know. Soon there was a noise and an old woman came into the street fighting

 Turns out it's my mercy. And it's his job to fight all the time. No child, old man or woman in the village can escape his fight.

 Even animals had a fight. No cow of the village, buffalo, ox, sandha, dog, cat, horse, mare did not face this woman.

 Mai Rahmata looked at the bride, raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when the bride spoke.

 "Oh my God, you decide to fight and make the first rule.

 If you want to fight for a day, tell a story. If you want to fight for six months, bring me the seeds of Ral. Square winds will fight for lives.

 If we fight for years, we will get the land on the railway contract. We will fight for water, we will fight for water, we will fight for water. She died a year later

 And if your idea is to fight all your life and marry my wife, become comfortable with me. We will fight and we will fight. "

 Heard now my mercy does not fight.

A cup of Tea, Funny and lovely story husband and wife

I went to visit my friend at her house. I was always jealous of her married life. She had no complaints from her husband. 

Husband fulfilled all her orders, even though he had a driver for household chores. Husband used to buy small things himself. The food cooked at his house that day was very tasty for me. I wanted to write a recipe for this dish. 

I called my friend who was making tea in the kitchen and said that I need a pen and paper. Open the drawer. Paper and pen are lying there. I took out a copy from the drawer so that I could take out a blank sheet of paper. Turning the pages, I came across a list in which the names of household items were listed. 

This list was very interesting. Every week, after the necessary edits, the husband's hand was touched, the list was something like this.

 Life.... !

 White cheese like your heart

 Hot peppers like your emotions

  Honey as sweet as your kiss

 Soft soap like your touch

 Smells like your closeness

 Red tomatoes like your cheeks

 Saffron like your mustache

 Chocolate like your accent

 I was reading the list and laughing when my friend arrived with two cups of tea. I showed her the list and she laughed too and said that

 "Become a woman for your husband, he will be a man for you."

 I returned home, the day of Eid was approaching, there was an opportunity for shopping and I prepared a list and handed it over to my husband to try this recipe on.

  Whatever it was like.

  Garlic is like your scent

 The onion is like your lid

 Eggplant like your color

 Tomatoes are like your eyes

 Cabbage like your hair

 Potatoes like your nose

 Peppers like your anger

 Cooking oil is like your runny nose

 A goat for Eid sacrifice like you

 The husband returned home on the third day of Eid. There was nothing on the list with him. Yes, but with him.

 A new bride must have been with her

 For wives who make new orders from their husbands who have seen their friends.

It will be passed

 This time will also pass.

  I was on an important business trip when it was time for Asr prayers on the way and I stopped at a mosque for prayers.

  There was a rush in the ablution room. A Sahib said that there is a place for ablution in the basement of the mosque. Go there. When I went there, it was the madrassa of the mosque. Where the children lived, their belongings were lying and there was a place for ablution for them. Since there was still some time left in the prayer. So I performed Wudhu and sat next to these little angel-like clean madrassa children and began to benefit from their innocent gossip.

  Right in front of me were their small trunks. One of them was shocked to see a sentence on the trunk of an old galvanized sheet. It was written on the trunk,

  This time will also pass. 😟😰😭

  I stood unmoved. I went to this trunk and started touching this writing.

   This move of mine was unintentional.

  And I don't know why it became a halo of sorrow, pain and anguish. I asked about this child, who is the owner of this trunk? It turned out that he had gone upstairs to the mosque for prayers. The rest of the children were going too. I also came up with them.

   Apparently I was standing in the prayer but during the prayer I also wrote on the trunk that the phrase "this time will also pass" haunted my senses. After the prayer I came down again and met this child. I grabbed his finger and led him to the trunk. It was a beautiful eight-year-old boy named Abdul Shakur. I asked this little angel how he was and started asking the meaning of this sentence.

   He began to work reluctantly. I started insisting where did you get this sentence from and why did you choose this sentence for your trunk. He smiled.

  And he smiled so much that his eyes got wet. A line of tears appeared from his eyes and his cheeks were absorbed in the ranks of the mosque. He was trying to say something but could not.

  I reassured her, asked a child to fetch water and sat down next to her. After a while, he recovered and said that I was three years old when my dear father fell in love with Allah in an accident. There is a sister who is two years older than me. Mother, mother and sister are at home. Dad wanted me to be a memorizer. He had expressed this wish to my mother. When he died, my mother decided to fulfill his wish. Are not relatives Just a small family. My mother and sister work in people's homes and I have been admitted here. I have been studying here for a year. A month later she comes and takes me home for two days. During this time she also goes to Abu's grave and tells me that I am becoming a memorizer at her request. I get upset when I see my house, my mother and my sister, so my mother says, thank God, this time will pass too. I wrote the same sentence.

   Sometimes at night I can't sleep for a long time..I miss Abu..I remember working for my mother and sister..I get restless so I get up and repeat this sentence..there is a moment of feeling or When I see something with children that I can't get despite my desire, I stand in front of my trunk and read Amy G's words with full attention.

  What he said after that..and what I heard..I can neither write nor tell it..just ask that such children are also our children all over the country. It is not known what conditions these innocent people go through to become our Imams and Prophets. Some ignorant people slander them. Do they know that they are protected by the light angels of Allah? Those who spread their tongues are not capable of praying to the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him). So don't speak against them because spitting on the sun does not diminish its glory nor does spitting on the sun make it dull ...

   And whenever you feel dizzy, ask about them.

   Neighbors should be aware of their situation. These little guests of Allah Almighty deserve our attention. It is our duty to take care of them. It will be useful for our destiny. The rest of the time they will also pass.

Peace in Pakistan and Afghanistan

 From the experience of the last forty years, it has become clear to everyone here that until there is peace in Afghanistan, we too will be deprived of peace, tranquility and tranquility in our country.  Although our rulers are aware of this but our rulers are not capable of thinking about the peace and tranquility of their people, they only see how money and dollars can come and retire by accumulating dollars.  In which European country can the rest of life be spent comfortably after settling down forever?  He has never considered this country as his own country, but he has always considered this country as an invaluable opportunity or period in which only money and dollars can be deposited.  Silence in the form of inflicting inflation, unemployment, strife, sectarianism, bombings and all kinds of physical and spiritual wounds on the innocent people and the burden of catastrophic losses and destruction of domestic and foreign policies based on their blind greed and greed.  And she has been paying with patience and still everyone living in this country is paying.

  The rulers made policy, made deals and earned dollars from here forever and the poor people who each time alone to compensate the loss of life and property in the bargaining of the rulers or hired ponies.

 Our rulers bargained in the Afghan-Russian war as a result of which they made immense wealth or dollars, bargained with Arab countries and got their personal targets in the form of sectarianism and filled their coffers, laid the foundation of civil war in Afghanistan.  And raised a lot of money, overthrew the enlightened human government there and handed it over to savages like the Taliban and made dollars ...  In all these bargains, our generals earned so many dollars and shifted abroad that even their seven backs, if they sit comfortably and start eating, still do not end ...  But after these dangerous policies, the people of this country faced the calamities in the form of unrest, massacres, sectarianism, bombings and constant bloodshed and uncertainty that only the helpless and helpless people faced.  What else are you doing?

 In the last few years, the situation in Afghanistan seems to be improving to some extent.  But now our rulers have started interfering there again to fill their pockets like in the past, they want to snatch Kabul from the people again and hand it over to their reared savages and Stone Age people.  Encouraging the Taliban on their media and spreading false propaganda ...  On the one hand, they claim that they do not support the Taliban in any way, but on the other hand, they have completely closed their eyes to the burials and speeches of those killed in the Taliban war in their own country.  ۔  In mosques, jihadi groups are given free rein to make speeches based on jihadi recruitment in announcements and sermons.  In every neighborhood, people who are openly engaged in jihadi recruitment for the Taliban in the name of religion and Allah are wandering around and there is no one to ask them, they have been given so much power that if any humanitarian and enlightened mind  If he raises questions on speeches and anti-human activities, his life will be forbidden and his life will be in danger at the hands of these elements even though he is in the state.

 However, unlike in the past, the effects of growing public awareness in Afghanistan are being felt this time around, with men and women in various districts taking up arms to support their government against the Taliban regime, as the Afghan people understand.  What are the Taliban and what do they want ...  The Afghan people are basically devout Muslims, they love Islam, Allah and the Qur'an more than we do, and they know that the Islamic system or religion that the Taliban want to impose on us is far from Allah, Islam and the Qur'an.  It has nothing to do with distance, but the Taliban want to use the name of Islam to push the Afghan people into the Stone Age. They have understood that the Taliban have misused the name of Islam and Sharia to cover up our culture.  They want to destroy peace, deprivation and freedom ...  In short, the Afghan people now know that the Taliban is a destructive and harmful program and role in the agenda of global imperialism, in the nature of which not only Afghans but also Islamophobia has become clear over time.

 As I said at the outset, since Afghanistan is our closest and closest neighbor, if there is no peace there, we will naturally be deprived of peace. If there is a hot market for bloodshed, its direct  The effects will be on us too ...  Although the Afghan people have taken the first step towards peace in the region by rising up against the miscreants in the region, peace is possible only if the people on this side of our border against the miscreants fulfill their humanitarian responsibility.  no....  Peace is the birthright of every human being, so it is the responsibility of the people on this side of the border to keep an eye on all kinds of activities to disrupt the peace of the miscreants and to discourage them.  Anyone who sells true Islam and Sharia to fill their pockets and make money, recruits to kill their Muslim brothers, sisters and children in the name of so-called jihad, gives speeches, arranges meetings and sheds the blood of Muslims.  It is necessary to unite against those who collect public donations for ...  Such elements active in the society should be monitored, their human, Muslim and anti-Islamic activities should be questioned together and they should be discouraged.  Because such a blessed initiative at the public level is necessary for the establishment of a society based on life, peace, humanity, enlightenment and collective well-being.  Achieving an enlightened life in a society based on peace, tranquility, freedom and collective well-being is a basic human right and a few rulers and a handful of mischievous elements who fill their coffers with this basic right should never be allowed to rob it.  This right should be taken away by force of pen and arm ...  Every human being has the opportunity to live once and for all. Achieving a real and meaningful life is possible only in a society that is familiar with peace, tranquility, freedom and collective well-being.

He is the Prime Minister of Pakistan

Who was a milk seller and became a prime minister from a milk seller? ”A crying story.

 

 On September 20, 1916, a child was born in a village on the outskirts of Lahore. He was the youngest of four siblings. Puragaon was illiterate, but he was obsessed with reading.

 He used to travel from home to school on foot. After passing the sixth grade, he would go to another village 8 miles away to study. He passed the middle school examination with distinction and got a scholarship. He came to Lahore to study further and here he He enrolled in the Central Model School (which was the No. 1 school at the time). His village was 13 km from the city. Being poor, it was difficult for him to continue his education, but he did not give up in the face of difficult circumstances. He decided to take milk from the village and sell it in the city and continue his education with the income he earned. So he would get up in the morning before the call to prayer and collect milk from different houses and load the drums on the cart. When he reached the city, he used to sell milk to Nawab Muzaffar Qazlbash's mansion and some shopkeepers in the city. After this work, he would go to the mosque, change his clothes and run to school. Until college, he sold milk and continued his education in the same way. Despite his poverty, he never mixed water with milk. As a child, he did not have school shoes. Boots were very important for school. He collected some money and bought shoes for himself. Now the problem was that if he wore shoes in the village, they would break in quickly, so he would come from the village wearing his father's indigenous shoes and go to the city where he kept the milk jug. He would wrap his boots in a cloth and put on his school shoes

 Would go to school

 The father walked barefoot all day and the son all night. In 1935 he got a prominent position in matriculation and then enrolled in Islamia College Railway Road Lahore. Now he used to fetch milk from the village in a wheelbarrow to meet his educational expenses and in the city. He never felt ashamed in this job. He did not have a coat in the first year and he had to wear a coat in class so he would be removed from class and absent. The teachers came to know about this matter. So he helped this talented student. The young man was very fond of reading. In 1939 he did his BA honors.

 I was the only graduate. "

 This young man knew at that time that no work in the world could be done easily. Under economic pressure, after BA, he got a job as a clerk in Batapur Company as his aim and goal was to study law. So, after some time, he left the clerkship and started studying law. In 1946, he joined LLB. Passed the examination. Started regular practice from 1950. He had the ghost of serving the people and moving forward. He established many educational institutions in his area with the help of the people. In this spirit, he joined the West Pakistan Assembly in 1965.

 The election was fought and won.

 Inspired by the PPP's slogan of 'bread, cloth and house', he joined it. In 1970, he was elected MNA on a PPP ticket and defeated Nawab Muzaffar Qazlbash's brother, who used to sell milk at his house. In 1971, he became the Minister of Food and Backward Areas in the first cabinet of Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto. He became the Chief Minister of Punjab, the largest province in the country. He often traveled in rickshaws during his tenure as Chief Minister. He set an example by resigning from being a nabha with his Governor Mustafa Khar and leading the Pakistani delegation to the United Nations in 1973 In 1973, he was appointed Minister of Law and Parliamentary Affairs. In 1976, he was appointed Federal Minister for Local Government and Rural Affairs. He was twice the Speaker of the National Assembly and served for four years

 Rector of International Islamic University.

 The son of a poor and illiterate illiterate farmer who embarked on a long and arduous journey of success by selling his milk and eventually became the Prime Minister of Pakistan. He was the unique Prime Minister of Pakistan who spent his entire life in a rented house at Lakshmi Mansion in Lahore. As for the one who had no doorman at his door, whose body was picked up from the same rented house, who stayed away from looting, whose wife used to push him in rickshaws and wagons during his tenure as Prime Minister. My dear compatriots! Malik Meraj Khalid was a promising figure in history. He passed away on June 23, 2003. Prior to his death, this great man of Pakistan had no bank balance, no personal property, but was treated in a government hospital until his illness. He was the dervish Prime Minister of Pakistan who achieved a high position in the face of difficult circumstances. Did he keep his footing against corruption and looting in spite of getting such a high position?

 May Allah Almighty elevate the ranks of the late Malik Meraj Khalid and make the dear homeland so sincere

 May the ruler grant ... Amen

Useful things for physical weakness

 *Hello !*

 Dear friends, every human being is living a life of chaos in this day and age.

 Our daily diet is taking us around hospitals and doctors' clinics, if today's doctor is sincere and gives the right information to the patient, change can come, but some priests of wealth misuse the name of our society and our field. I am doing some preamble without any preamble. You are looking at some things, accept it and remember it in your prayers.

 Leave the following things for the rest of your life

 * 1: * Pratha

 * 2: * Tea

 * 3: * Bazaar Cold Drinks (Pepsi, Coke Beverage)

 Chicken (broiler) and all market products made from it

 Late dinner, eat in the evening

 All market fried items

 Use hot pepper spices

 Do not drink water immediately after eating

 Do not have sex with a woman immediately after eating

 Don't miss breakfast

 Stop using omelettes daily

 Allow seven days for intercourse with a woman

 Daily consumption of meat is harmful to health (eat in routine)

 Excessive consumption of rice is unhealthy

 Eat natural foods that are great for health and masculine strength, but don't eat them every day.

 fruit

 Vegetables

 Honey (not more than two tablespoons, with semi-warm milk)

 Stop drinking milk at night. Use as much as you want during the day

 Palm (5 to 5 grains)

 Boiled meat (1 pound)

 Theft of desi ghee

 Almonds

 Pistachios, walnuts, cashews, apricots, raisins

 Black gram and its broth,

 Fish roasted on charcoal or curry and broth

 sweet potato

 Lentils

 Lost milk

 Pomegranate juice

 Black pepper (in curry, in yogurt)

 Boiled native egg

 Native chicken

 Olive Oil

 Mole white or black

 Duck or dove meat, quail

 Carrot Halwa (Homemade)

 Fresh coconut, fresh sanghara

 Friends, now the last thing in a line that is understood will be successful ...

 Turn off all man-made merchandise, eat every blessing given by nature, if God wills, no disease will reach you ...