Lessons from Sammy's speech at the world cup final

There are many lessons that can be learnt from today's win by windies,  like never giving it up till end or even steering the ship when the  tide is against you , the way Samuels did it. But to me the greatest lessons  from today's game are always have self belief  and to never complain, no matter how bad things go. Just go about doing your business with hard work and dedication, you will definitely shine like the way this windies team did. Despite the WICB not backing their players, Sammy even mentioned they didn't have their uniforms ready until they arrived in Kolkata, which according to international standards is quite demoralising, but fighting all the odds windies tasted glory only because they never complained, and always believed in themselves. 

Excerpt from yasir's funeral

"All my life  I have been an azadar of imam hussain, and have lamented over his tragedies. But being a father  I have always wondered what imam hussain must have gone through after the spear hit the heart of his 18 year old son. Today at the funeral procession of yasir I have witnessed a father lament like I have seen none before, and I must admit I have found out the Answer to my age old curiosity." said a white bearded octogenarian who was participating in the funeral. 

Love Or Madness

Love or madness?

Girl elopes second time in one year leaves parents in shock

Saqib hussain

Srinagar November 6:  an 18 year old year old girl eloped second time in a year with a boy belonging to the other sect. Huzeifa left her family in deep shock when they found out their daughter had eloped the second time in just one year. She had tried to run away last year as well but was brought back with the help of locals.

It was another day of mourning for the Bhat family in Lal bazaar when they found out that their daughter had left them forever. “Last time around we had brought her back as she wasn’t eligible to marry in the court given that she was under age, now it is futile to even think of that as she has already got married in the court”, said Mukhtar, the neighbor of the girl.   “They should have got her married to her relative last time  when they brought her back and today they wouldn’t be mourning”, said another neighbor Vilayat, “this is so shameful for the family and not to forget the community”, he added.

In Kashmir the state marred with conflict, Love between a girl and boy is seen as a taboo, and eloping a big crime, there have been cases of honor killings in situations like these in the past. And speaking on similar grounds her brother Adil said “I wish I could meet her, the first thing I would do is chop her head and then I would feel happy”, “she has played with our honor, I am not able to move out of my home and I fear somebody would taunt me for the crime committed by my cursed sister, I hope she dies of cancer”, he added.

Speaking on the issue the Mohalla committee president Bilal Ahmed said “this is a   matter of grave concern and rather than speaking about the girl’s parents it is better we devise plans to further stop such incidents”, it is noteworthy here to mention that the girl’s parents contemplated suicide when they were repeatedly taunted by the locality members and it was only due to the repeated requests by the president that they decided otherwise. Further speaking on the issue he said “we need to devise a body of both youth and old people to monitor the actions of both the young boys and girls in the locality”. The parents of both the elopes weren’t available for any comments.

200 word try

In the busy streets of maharaja bazaar – named after Maharaja Hari Singh, buried are stories of joy, success, agony, and not to forget oppression. Bashir Ahmad comes up with yet another tale of brutality of Indian forces in Kashmir. Bashir, 65, is wearing traditional Kashmiri attire. His wrinkled complexion reflects his experience, and the sunken eyes reflect the agony. His white beard sprinkling like morning sun, seeking attention and giving an impression of him being a man of dynamism, standing tall he is well built and has a physique of an athlete, which he says is attained by his vigorous daily routine.

“It was one of those cold December mornings in Kashmir, when I was taking my cart with commodities to Maharaja bazaar when  around a dozen of troops stopped me on the pretext of knowing my identity, and started beating me ruthlessly. I was beaten to pulp and hit wherever they could including the private parts, the pain I felt was so severe, that words would fall short to explain it. My limbs got paralysed for one year”, says Bashir.”  With moist eyes. “This had a gruesome effect on my family, not only had they to feed their own bellies themselves but a burden that is me. And to do that they sacrificed and took to begging, something that will stay with me even after death”.

Badshah

When Badshah khan married a bihari widow with three children, everyone around including AMA laal were puzzled with his decision,little did they know 5 years later when they would construct their new complex, the three laborers who had worked day in and day out on this project were none but the three sons of that bihari widow, to everyone's dismay and to those who had laughed over Bad shahs decision were now shocked to know bad shah had brought them up only to make them work in Kashmir and would only pay them one third of the wages earned..

Mahideen

It was yet another day of same entertainment provided by Mahideen at yarbal. Mahideen was a 35 year old laborer, he had been in this trade since a long time now, infact he was only 15 when he had started taking rice and wood to different households of  raj mohalla. And his cheerfullness and sheer humor had added the tally to his admirers, although there were some who would always make fun of him whenever Mahideen brought in any thing to their house. 

To be continued...

It was a cold autumn day in srinagar, the cold had taken its toll on this shy little sunken boy, he had put up a light blue jeans jacket , his red cheeks and shrugging of his shoulders were proof enough of him being uncomfortable, to add to the soft hearts dismay a hoarse voice " hey boy come here" made life miserable to the boy. It was at this moment that the boy's eye fell on his counterpart, and with this he breathed a sigh of relief, "thank god I m not alone here ".