Monday, November 27, 2006
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4 Major Lessons of Life
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- - - Moral - - - Never give up no matter what ever happens to you Understand the law of nature "Hope, Determination & Effort when employed in order, brings Success" |
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Forrgetten Heroes of Land
These are the fact about Porus
His real name was Amritatma.He was a splendid looking fellow. 6ft 03 inches tall. His arm was long and strong his skin was black and hair long jet black. He laughs like a loin and raises his chair like an elephant. In meeting he told Alexander that he will teach him to be the King.Alexender was surprised about this statement and said are in your senses he said I am.
What I meant, Alexander is that you are the supreme warrior, counqurer, even liberator but you have not yet king?
The Alexander asked what a difference?
The difference between the sea and the storm.
The storm is brilliant and terrifying .godlike, it looses its bolts of power, rolling over all in its path and passing on While the sea in contrast remain profound eternal unfathomable. The tempest hurls its thunder and lightning; the ocean absorbs all unmoved o you understand my friend you are storm and I am sea
During the war Porus fought magnificent He struggled on a top his war elephant after suffering numerous wounds the toll of which was severe threat when at battle close he at last dismounted he could not remount on his own but had to be lifted so men said by the beast own trunk.
Alexander asked Porus how I should treat you when I had caught up in person He replied like a King
The fact is that Porus defeated Alexander,
But Alexander‘s chronicler feared the wrath of his king
The fact is that Alexander could not go past Bais
Because he feared his army and his army feared Porus
Three facts appear to be widely acknowledge
1) Alexander encounters stiff resistance
2) He swerved to his right to skit Porus kingdom and south towards the confluence of the five rivers and
3) That Porus retained his kingdom and remain its King after the battle. In fact Alexander even ceded some more territory to him
Fact is that Porus men must have continued to harass the invader during his journey south along the right bank of the Chenab resulting ultimate in the loss of moral Alexander troops that lead to mutiny and return to the banks of Beas that is before proceeding much further towards India In other wards even in the battle of Jhelum was stand off between Alexandra and Porus the invading army was so overwhelmed that it finally dictated Alexander to give up India invasion
As you all know the Porus was Janjua his tribes are proudly named their sons Skander on Alexander then their proud ancestor Porus
Official Opening of High Commission
Speaking at the inaugural ceremony on Wednesday, New Zealand’s Foreign Minister Winston Peters said that his country wanted to strengthen the ties between the two countries.
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Friday, November 24, 2006
Sohni,Mahiwal
Ishq Na Puchhay Zaat
Sohni, the most beautiful and Mahiwal, the cowherd, have been immortalized in the verse of Fazal Shah, who lived in the eighteenth century during the reign of Maharaja Ranjit Singh. Their story belongs to a time of Indian history when politeness was at its peak and silver and gold were found in plenty. At this time when trade was at its height, Izzat Beg, a young aristocrat of Bukhara came to India and chanced on the home of the potter, Tulla who was famed for his fine craftsmanship, and his daughter Sohni, who was equally skilful with her hands.
While looking at Tulla's beautiful creations, Izzat Beg saw Sohni at work, painting a pot. A glimpse of her startled Izzat Beg so that the most expensive bowl he was holding slipped from his hands shattering into a hundred pieces. His discomfiture caused a impulsive gale of laughter from Sohni. Another look at her, and Izzat Beg lost his heart. He started visiting the potter's house every day on the excuse of buying the fine pottery, leaving Sohni to wonder how he could carry so much of the fragile ware back to Bukhara.
As the two fell deeper and deeper in love with each other, Izzat Beg's fortunes decline for he was idling his time away, lost in love. Meanwhile, Sohni's father, Tulla, brooking no protests, forced Sohni to marry another. Though now another man's wife, Sohni had given herself to Izzat Beg and did not accept her husband. Having lost all his fortune, Izzat Beg started looking after cattle, and the aristocrat of Bukhara, now became the cowherd, Mahiwal.
Every night Sohni used to cross the river Chanab using a large baked earthenware pitcher as a float, to meet her lover, Mahiwal. One day, her sister-in-law found out about these secret meetings and determined to avenge her brother, replaced the earthenware pot with an unbaked one which would melt halfway in the river. As was her wont, that evening, Sohni picked up the pitcher and realized it was the wrong one. But she could not keep her lover waiting for her, and using that pitcher to help her stay afloat she started swimming across the river. The stars were against her, for that night, there was a fierce storm, and the pitcher dissolved midstream causing Sohni to drown. Seeing her struggle in the swirling waters, Mahiwal jumped into the river and the current swept them away, the lovers passing into legend.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Waqt-e-Furqat
Yeh waqt-e-furqat kitna kathin hai meri jaaN
Hoga mushkil maanaa tha, magar itnaa mushkil
Socha bhi naa thaa
Woh chaNchal si khilkhilahat
Woh tumhari maNd maNd si muskaan
Woh tumharay badan say aatay bahaar kay jhoNkay
Woh tumhaari saadgi maiN daanaai kay imkaan
Woh tumhaaraa meri baahoN maiN duniya ko bhool jaanaa
Woh behtay ashkoN maiN laraztay laboN ka muskuraanaa
Woh tumhaari pal pal ko shiddat say jeenay ki chaah
Woh tumhaari nazar maiN phool say komal khwaaboN ki raah
Woh tumhaari dabdabaai aaNkhoN maiN unkahayay swaal
Woh tumhaaray ghanay dasht say gasuoN ka jmaal
Woh tumhaaray hoNthoN ka tilsmee khumaar
Woh tumhaaraa mujh par beloss aitbaar
Bahut yaad aataa hai yeh sub meri jaaN
Aur yaad aataa hai bahut tumhaaraa woh-
"SUNO NA"
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Punjabi Mushaira
Date: 2nd of December 2006
Time : 7 Pm
Place : Pheonics Community Centre , 22 Richmond Rd Hamilton
For further information Please contact
Brjinder Saghar Ph 2774313
Mr. PK Madan Ph; 07 8381113
Punjabi mushaira
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
A MESSAGE TO COMMUNITY
First of all I appreciate and thank all of our supporters and elected cabinet members of PANZ who belong to Pasban Panel. We also thank all those new members as well who have shown their interest and registered themselves as an Association's member. Community member belonging to any religion, cast or creed or group are welcome because we are all Pakistani and proud Kiwis and must be united on one plat farm under one flage. We will do our utmost to move in forward direction and bring results that are beneficial to community as a whole.
Now it is our duty to serve our community with our best and without differences. A community can't succeed and can never be strong and respectable without unity, faith and discipline. Without you & your support we can't achieve our goal.
No matter what relations we had in the past but from now we are looking towards our future and values and we must be unitedin the broader interest of Pakiwis community living in New Zealand. We are starting with this faith that we are all proud New Zealanders of Pakistani origin. We will never give a chance to anyone to laugh at our deficiencies or to point a finger towards us in a bid to break our unity and understanding.
I pray to Almighty Allah that He may guide us and enable us to discharge our responsibilities in a wise and statesmen manner.
Regards
Waqar Ali
Best wishes to PANZ new leadreship
We congratulate the new leadership of Pakistan Association of New Zealand for winning the recent PANZ election. We express best wishes and good luck to all of them. Pakistan Welfare and Cultural Society New Zealand wishes and hope that under this new leadership of PANZ, the Society and Association of Pakistani community in New Zealand will come closer to each other with better mutual understanding and show more commitment and dedication towards achieving their goals, which are common, that is helping Pakistani community in New Zealand and presenting a better look of Pakistan to New Zealand.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Love Vs Marriege
Marriage is holding arguments in the street.
Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant.
Marriage is a take home packet.
Love is cuddling on a sofa.
Marriage is one of them sleeping on a sofa.
Love is talking about having children.
Marriage is talking about getting away from children.
Love is going to bed early.
Marriage is going to sleep early.
Love is a romantic drive.
Marriage is arrive on tops curvy tarmac .
Love is losing your appetite.
Marriage is losing your figure.
Love is sweet nothing in the ear.
Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.
Tv has no place in love.
Marriage is a fight for remote control.
Love is 1 drink and 2 straws.
Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!".
Conclusion: "Love is blind, Marriage is an eye opener!"
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Women Are Like !!!!!!!!!!!
They're irrational and can bankrupt you if you're not careful.
...computers
They take too long to warm up and a better model always comes along once you've already got one.
...Saran Wrap
Useful but clingy.
...horses
Fun to pet and ride but a pain to feed and clean up after.
...parking meters
If you don't feed them with enough money you face serious consequences.
...fax machines
Useful for one very specific purpose but otherwise just high-maintenance paperweights.
...political campaign contributors
If you let them talk about themselves long enough you wind up in bed with them.
...refrigerators
They're always cold and never seem to have a beer when you need one.
...blue jeans
They look good for a while but eventually they fade and have to be replaced.
...country western songs
They're annoying, they all sound alike, but if you really listen to them you'll get depressed and drink a lot.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Diplomatic kiss
Thatcher is thinking:
"These Indians are all crazy after Aishwarya. Vajpayee must have tried to kiss her in the tunnel. Very proper that she slapped him."
Aishwarya is thinking:
"Vajpayee must have moved to kiss me, and kissed Margaret instead and got slapped."
Vajpayee is thinking:
"Damn it, Musharraf must have tried to kiss Aishwarya, she must have thought it was me and slapped my face. "
Musharraf is thinking:
"If this train goes through another tunnel, I could make another kissing sound and slap Vajpayee again.!!!!!!!!"
Sardar Jokes
states.They start descending and as they touch
the ground the pilot screamed "the runway is ending...".
The second pilot swiftly gets the plane back up in the air...
They make a big turn and start descending again. The moment they
touch the ground, the pilot scream again "Get the plane up, the
runaway is ending...". The second pilot swiftly gets the plane back
up in the air... They make a big turn and start descending again... This
goes on again and again... During their fourth descent the pilot
says:"Look at those stupid Americans, they build this huge & expensive
airport but with such a short runaway..", ""I know"
answers the second pilot, "But look how wide they made it....
A Sardarji finds himself in dire trouble. His business
has gone bust and he's in serious financial trouble. He's so desperate
that he decides to ask Bhagwan for help.
He goes into the temple and begins to pray... "Oh
Bhagwan,please help me, I've lost my business and if I don't get some money,
I'm going to lose my house as well, please let me win the lotto". Lotto
night comes and somebody else wins it. The Sardarji goes back to the
temple...
"Bhagwan, please let me win the lotto, I've lost my
business, my house and I'm going to lose my car as well". Lotto night
comes and the Sardarji still has no luck!! Back to the temple...
"My Bhagwan, why have you forsaken me? I've lost my
business, my house, my car and my wife and children are starving... I don't
often ask you for help and I have always been a good servant to you. Why
won't you just let me win the lotto this one time so I can get my life back
Suddenly there is a blinding flash of light as the sky parts open and the
Sardarji is confronted by the voice of Lord:
"SARDARJI, BUY THE DAMN TICKET FIRST".
Two Sardarjis were in conversation on the beach :
Sardarji 1 :Praaji , Ise 'beach' kyo kaheete hai ?
Sardarji 2 : Tumhe nahi pata ?
Sardarji 1 : Nahi pata.
Sardarji 2 : Woh to Aasmaan aur Zameen ke beech mein
hai esliye eesai beach kahete hai .
Three sardarji's were fast approaching long distance
leaving train, two of them got into the train and third one remain on
the platform, suddenly he started crying, people around
when asked him the reason for crying, he mention that two of my
friends got into the train leaving me on the platform.
Everybody advised him to take it easy & look for the next train.
suddenly sardarji started laughing loudly, when people
ask him with surprise he mention that actually I was suppose to go in
that train, my other two friends had come to see me off.
A sardar walked up to the front desk of the library and
said,"I borrowed a book last week, but it was the
most boring I've ever read. There was no story
whatsoever, and there were far too many characters!"
The librarian replied, "Oh, you must be the person who
took our phone book."
Three men were applying for the same job as a detective.
One was a Sardarji, one was Jewish, and one was Italian.
The chief decided to ask each applicant just one question and base
his decision upon that answer. When the Jewish man arrived
for his interview, the chief asked him, "Who killed Jesus
Christ?".
The Jewish man answered without hesitation "The Romans
killed him."
The chief thanked him and he left. When the Italian man
arrived for his interview, the chief asked the same
question.He replied "Jesus was killed by the Jews." Again, the chief
thanked the man. Finally the Sardarji arrived for his interview, he was
asked the same question. He thought for a long time, before saying,
"Could I have some time to think about it?" The chief
said,"OK, but get back to me tomorrow." When the Sardarji
arrived home, his wife asked "How was the interview ?".
Pat came the reply, "Great, I got the job, and I'm already investigating
a murder.
One day sardarji was sitting in his office on the
thirteenth floor of a building when a man came running
in to his office and shouted "Santa singh your daughter
Preeto just died in an accident" Sardarji was in panic.
Not knowing what to do he jumped from his office window while
coming down when he was near the tenth floor he remembered he
didn't have a daughter named preeto.
When he was near the fifth floor he remembered he was not
married.When he was about to hit the ground he remembered
he was not Santa Singh.
Jugnu Singh: I was born in the Punjab.
Harpal Singh: Oh really, which part?
Jugnu Singh: All of me, silly.
Jugnu Singh with two red ears went to his doctor.
The doctor asked him what had happened to his ears and he answered, "I was ironing a shirt and the phone rang but instead of picking up the phone I accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear."
"Oh Dear!" the doctor exclaimed in disbelief. "But...what happened to your other ear?"
"That fellow called back."
One fine day a girl proposed to a sardar and the sardar denied her saying that - "in our family we marry only with our relatives :
my grandfather married my grandmother,
my mom married my dad,
my brother married my bhabhi,
my sister married my jijajee,
my uncle married my aunt
so please excuse me, I can't marry you, we are not related."
BEPPO SINGH'S MOTHER DIED.
Beppo Singh: (crying) the doctor called, my mother is dead.
Friend: condolence, my friend.
After 2 minutes Beppo Singh cries even louder
Friend: what now?
Beppo Singh: my sister just called, her mother died too!
Jasmeet Kaur watched her husband Santa Singh searching
high and low, all over the living room. She asked him:
"What are you so frantically searching?"
Santa: "Hidden cameras!"
Jasmeet: "And what makes you think there are hidden
cameras here?"
Santa: "Or else, every few minutes, how is that guy on
television saying 'You are watching the Star World channel'?
"How can he know what I am watching?"
Sardar enters kitchen and opens the sugarbox. Sees inside and closes it. Wife observes the whole episode.Again he comes and does the same stuff. Wife askes Why are you doing this? Sardar replies: Doc told to check sugar level regularly
A friend asks sardar how was ur exam?
Sardar: It was ok but i couldnt answer past tense of THINK.
I thought, thought & finally i wrote 'THUNK'.
Sardar: Doctor help me, mein jab baat karta huun to muje sirf awaaz sunai deti hai, aadmi nahi dikhta.
Dr: Aaisa kab hota hai?
Sardar: Phone karte waqt.
Sardarji zebra crossing ke black & white patte par bar bar idhar-udhar chalte thay, woh kya soch rahe honge....
think......... >>>>>>> >>>>>>>
"SALA YE PIANO BAJTA KYO NAHI"
Sardar on cycle hit lady accidently, lady says," break nahi mar sakta tha kya?
Sardar replies: "break ka kya hai, poori cycle to mar di..."
Angry Sardar-Oye mein is duniya ko mita dunga - mita dunga mita dunga.
Another sardar standing besides said mein tujhe rubber nahi dunga. Twisted Evil
What is the full form of singh: S-sardar I-insaan N-nahi G-gadha H-hai.
one day sardar ji bought cool shorts from a mall....n went into deep thinking.........how to show them off?..he asked his wife to iron them up so he will wear them 2 morrow for work........
n next morning he left for work....he remebered to show the shorts off.......he took off the dhoti to show the shorts off........some people fainted......other cried...he came home confussed n asked his wife:preeto mein kya loki meino waikh kar behosh hogay...etnay khusorat shorts they meray............pretoo"sardar ji woh to app istri stand par hi bhool gaye thay"
Smile a lot, it costs nothing .........
chemistry of love!
ATOMIC NUMBER : 2
ATOMIC WEIGHT : Varies from Couple To couple
POSITION ON PERIODIC TABLE : Close To The Heart
OCCURANCE : Occurs In highly Reactive State , CoLLeGe CoMpOuNDs ,CiNeMa HaLLs, PaRks and BusS stOps!
METHOD OF PREPERATION :
a) : by the action of beauty upon heart. An Exothermic reaction resulting in the higher rate of blood circulation and Faster heart beat!
b) : by the combination of two complex compounds..commonly known as a Boy and a Girl!
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CATALYST USED : Friends,Cousins,Movies,Restaurants and a highly active imagination!
REDUCING AGENTS : Parents,Teachers,Neighbours and Society!
GIRL + PARENTS ---> EXPLOSION + LOSS OF SALINE WATER FROM TEAR GLANDS
BOY + REDUCING AGENT ---> REBELLIONS
Monday, November 13, 2006
PANZ CHAMPION TROPHY 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Super Six
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Friday, November 10, 2006
Driving Styles...
One hand on steering wheel, one hand out of window. - Sydney
One hand on steering wheel, one hand on horn - Japan
One hand on steering wheel, one hand on newspaper, foot
solidly on accelerator.- Boston
Both hands on steering wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake,
shaking in terror - New York
Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator,
head turned to talk to someone in back seat - Italy
One hand on horn, one hand greeting, one ear on cell phone,
one ear listening to loud music, foot on accelerator, eyes on female
pedestrians, conversation with someone in next car - Welcome to
Pakistan!
First Muslim in US Congress
First Muslim elected to US Congress
By Abdus Sattar Ghazali
SAN FRANCISCO, Nov 8: Keith Ellison, a Democratic candidate from Minnesota, on Tuesday became the first Muslim to be elected to the United States Congress. With results from 99 per cent precincts announced, Mr Ellison got 135,519 or 56 per cent of the votes while his rival, Republican Party Jewish candidate Alan Fine received only 51,896 or 21 per cent.
Voters responded to Mr Ellison’s liberal message calling for peace, withdrawal of US troops from Iraq and universal health care. In a victory message to his voters, he said he was privileged, with their support, of going to Washington to fight and deliver for the people and communities.
The American Muslim Task Force called the election a huge victory for both Muslim Americans and America. It said: “This victory has eradicated two stereotypes: one against Muslims, that they cannot work and succeed in democratic setup and the other against the US, that it is not a tolerant society.”
Mr Ellison, 43, a defence lawyer and Minnesota State Assembly member since 2003, embraced Islam when he was studying at college. His campaign had generated excitement in the seven-million-strong American Muslim community. He visited Florida and California -– with large concentration of Muslim population -– to garner support for his campaign.
The Council on American-Islamic Relations collected about $400,000 in a fundraiser for Mr Ellison.
American Muslim Voice Executive Director Samina Faheem Sundas said the attacks of Sept 11, 2001, had both heightened prejudice against Muslims and spurred them to be more politically active in hope of countering that prejudice.
"There are millions of Muslims in this country. It shouldn't have taken this long to elect one to Congress," she added.
The Newsweek reported recently that America's Muslims were nearly invisible when it came to holding office. Currently, the highest-ranking Muslim public official is Larry Shaw, a North Carolina state senator. In 2004, Ferial Masry, a Saudi-born woman, lost her bid for Congress in California. Also from California, Syed Rifat Mahmood made an unsuccessful bid for Congress in 2002 on a Republican ticket.
Tuesday, November 7, 2006
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