musaafir-e dasht

So, it did feel like hell broke loose yet again on Karachi when hundreds of shops were burnt as a supposed aftermath to the Ashura blasts. Families ruined. Businesses lost. And death prevailed. No, those who burnt the shops and markets were not those who were in the procession. Rather they had nothing to do with those were busy mourning the deaths of their dear ones. They were quite 'known' people. People who had planned it all before hand. People who made sure that they use chemicals when putting the markets to flame. People who claim to own the city. And let us not go very far - those who remember hearing the video I posted on my blog sometime back, regarding the surreptitious Blackwater activities in the city, would also remember who was aiding them establish a stronghold here... Ironically, not a single person had the courage to take names - names of the people, names of the organistaions involved. Media - what to say of it but et tu,...

Blessed are those who have ideals in life. And even more blessed are those whose ideals are based on those certified by the Tradition... I have this little notebook in which I take down my "things-to-do list" and nowadays am also using it for taking down notes for the research report that is due in two weeks! Sigh. Anyway, there is this little quotation printed on its cover which really inspires me. It reads Ideals are like stars, we never reach them, but like mariners, we chart our course by them. " naayaab he yeh gardish-e sayyaargaa~ ki raakh... " 

Time never fails to fascinate me. At times it seems heavily impregnated with pain and sorrow. And times, make one feel as light as a cloud. At times you think as to how exactly it would pass. You try to look into the future with bleary eyes and all you see is mist. And yet there is always the hope that someday the mist would clear itself and the future would materialise...  I was just listening to an audio of a lecture delivered by one of our respected teachers almost a month back. A lecture that was delivered to mark our position as graduates of the Department; standing at the threshold of completely new lives ahead. In that lecture, I came across something said by him with which so aptly seems to mark today - December 20, 2009. While discussing death, he said: Every parting is a little death! And I could not agree more... SubhaanAllah! What amazing wisdom Allah grants to some people!