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Muhabbat kia hai?

Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Mata-e-Jaa’n kisi ko saunp ker majboor hojana.
Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Mata-e-Jaa’n kisi ko saunp ker majboor hojana.
Muhabbat kia hai?
Muhabbat kia hai?
 
Qadam hain raah-e-ulfat mein to manzil ki hawas kaisi,
Qadam hain raah-e-ulfat mein to manzil ki hawas kaisi,
Yahan tou ain manzil hai thakkan se choor hojana,
 
Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Muhabbat kia hai?
Muhabbat kia hai?
 
Yahan tou sirr se pehlay dil ka sauda shart hai yaaro,
Yahan tou sirr se pehlay dil ka sauda shart hai yaaro,
Koi aasaan hai kia sirmad-o-mansoor hojana.
 
Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Muhabbat kia hai?
Muhabbat kia hai?
 
Basa lena kisi ko dil mein dil hi ka kaleja hai,
Basa lena kisi ko dil mein dil hi ka kaleja hai,
Paharon ko tou bus aata hai jal ker toor hojana.
 
Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Muhabbat kia hai?
Muhabbat kia hai?
 
Nazar se door reh ker bhi Taqi wo pass hain meray,
Nazar se door reh ker bhi Taqi wo pass hain meray,
K meri aashiqi ko aib hai mehjoob hojana.
 
Muhabbat kia hai?
Dil ka dard se maamoor hojana,
Muhabbat kia hai?
Muhabbat kia hai?
 
– Mufti Taqi Usmani (D.B.)

Obama for President (Again)

Hurray!! They’ve gotten rid of the most evil man on the face of the earth.

They were afraid of him so much that they didn’t even want to keep his corpse as if it would get up and kill a few more of them on the way back to America.

They were afraid that people would make a shrine if they’d brought the dead body back. Shrine of a man who did not believe in making shrines (strange).

Their helicopter fainted and crashed as soon as it got to know that it was hovering over the hide-out of the most dangerous man in the world.

The most wanted man in the world (on the run for 10 years) was so stupid that he was staying in the same hideout for 9 months. Maybe the atmosphere suited him alot.

Is the war on terror over?

Who started it in the first place?

Was 9/11 an inside job?

I pity the poor American citizens who went to the streets to celebrate without even confirming the news.

I pity the poor American families who’s children are sent to Afghanistan to fight an endless war.

As far as the US establishment is concerned, Mr. Obama has made it quite certain for himself that he’ll be sitting in the White House for a next term as president.

The Pakistani government on the other hand is as numb as its radars that were jammed two nights ago when American marines entered Pakistani airspace and conducted an operation on Pakistani soil.

Bravo! on an operation where there was not a single civilian casualty. Was he such an easy target? Then what about those drones that mistakenly take out civilians in the northern areas of Pakistan? Are there targets more dangerous and more difficult to take out for them?

Couldn’t they just hit a drone or missle at a 2000 yard mansion?

And if they really did need to carry out a ground operation, couldn’t they take him alive?

Is it the end of Al-Qaeda?

Does an Al-Qaeda really exist in the first place?

Two many questions, not too many people to ask them.

As the Americans say,

‘God save America! destroy everyone else please.’

The Kill Team

Cpl. Jeremy Morlock with Staff Sgt. David Bram

 Source: http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/the-kill-team-20110327

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By Mark Boal

Early last year, after six hard months soldiering in Afghanistan, a group of American infantrymen reached a momentous decision: It was finally time to kill a haji.

Among the men of Bravo Company, the notion of killing an Afghan civilian had been the subject of countless conversations, during lunchtime chats and late-night bull sessions. For weeks, they had weighed the ethics of bagging “savages” and debated the probability of getting caught. Some of them agonized over the idea; others were gung-ho from the start. But not long after the New Year, as winter descended on the arid plains of Kandahar Province, they agreed to stop talking and actually pull the trigger.

Bravo Company had been stationed in the area since summer, struggling, with little success, to root out the Taliban and establish an American presence in one of the most violent and lawless regions of the country. On the morning of January 15th, the company’s 3rd Platoon – part of the 5th Stryker Brigade, based out of Tacoma, Washington – left the mini-metropolis of tents and trailers at Forward Operating Base Ramrod in a convoy of armored Stryker troop carriers. The massive, eight-wheeled trucks surged across wide, vacant stretches of desert, until they came to La Mohammad Kalay, an isolated farming village tucked away behind a few poppy fields.

To provide perimeter security, the soldiers parked the Strykers at the outskirts of the settlement, which was nothing more than a warren of mud-and-straw compounds. Then they set out on foot. Local villagers were suspected of supporting the Taliban, providing a safe haven for strikes against U.S. troops. But as the soldiers of 3rd Platoon walked through the alleys of La Mohammad Kalay, they saw no armed fighters, no evidence of enemy positions. Instead, they were greeted by a frustratingly familiar sight: destitute Afghan farmers living without electricity or running water; bearded men with poor teeth in tattered traditional clothes; young kids eager for candy and money. It was impossible to tell which, if any, of the villagers were sympathetic to the Taliban. The insurgents, for their part, preferred to stay hidden from American troops, striking from a distance with IEDs.

While the officers of 3rd Platoon peeled off to talk to a village elder inside a compound, two soldiers walked away from the unit until they reached the far edge of the village. There, in a nearby poppy field, they began looking for someone to kill. “The general consensus was, if we are going to do something that f***ing crazy, no one wanted anybody around to witness it,” one of the men later told Army investigators.

The poppy plants were still low to the ground at that time of year. The two soldiers, Cpl. Jeremy Morlock and Pfc. Andrew Holmes, saw a young farmer who was working by himself among the spiky shoots. Off in the distance, a few other soldiers stood sentry. But the farmer was the only Afghan in sight. With no one around to witness, the timing was right. And just like that, they picked him for execution.

He was a smooth-faced kid, about 15 years old. Not much younger than they were: Morlock was 21, Holmes was 19. His name, they would later learn, was Gul Mudin, a common name in Afghanistan. He was wearing a little cap and a Western-style green jacket. He held nothing in his hand that could be interpreted as a weapon, not even a shovel. The expression on his face was welcoming. “He was not a threat,” Morlock later confessed.

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Yeh ghaazi yeh teray pur-asraar banday,

Jinhe Tu ne bakhsha hai zauq-e-Khudayee,

Do neem inn ki thokar se sehra-o-darya,

Simat kar pahaar inn ki haibat se rayee.

 

Do aalam se kerti hai be-gaana dil ko,

Ajab cheez hai lazzat-e-aashnayee,

Shahadat hai matloob-o-maqsood-e-Momin,

Naa maal-e-ghaneemat na kishwar kushayee.

 

-Dr. Muhammad Iqbal

Who am I?

Am I an extremist?
Am I a terrorist?
Am I a source of agony?
Am I a peace specialist?

 

I long for serenity,
I long for fresh air,
Does that make me any different?
Does that make me an idealist?

 

I stick to Quran in my life,
I stick to the Prophet (PBUH)’s word,
Then why is this animosity?
Why can’t people coexist?

 

I value my religion,
I respect those of others,
Then why is this chasm widening?
Why can’t they get the gist?

 

Formal means wearing less,
It’s mandatory to look modern,
It’s the fashion of dark ages my sisters,
Ask any archeologist.

 

Money is essential for all,
More important than lives,
People planning their future ventures,
Earning more is a palmist.

 

Banks operating on interest,
Haraam being called Halaal,
Is this not a predicament?
Is this not to resist?

 

Ignorance is bliss today,
Knowledge nowhere to be found,
Islam is enlightenment,
And I am a fundamentalist.

 

Hammad A. Mateen