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Among the colorfully dressed girls sitting on the front benches, a masked girl wearing an abaya stood out. Amar did not know how long he was sitting behind and staring at the girl's back. The girl whose name was Khula. It was a strange name. Amar had never heard this name before. She had migrated to this university. Before her arrival, Amar was popular in the whole department but since this girl came, he was going to the second position, be it presentation or test or project work, she was going to the first plac.By the way, Ammar never used to care whether he came second or first, but when Khola started to advance in every field, I don't know why he started to get irritated. Sometimes he used to think that he got this university. The nature of this girl is also strange. Even if he does, the accent is such that the next person can't say anything except the meaning. He was lost in these thoughts. Meanwhile, Sir Rashid had finished his lecture.But as usual there was still 15 minutes left so he started answering questions from the class like routine and saying that Islam is a complete code of life if you see Islam is not just a religion but a complete science no one is more human than Islam. Qasim, sitting with Ammar as always, raised his leg and said, "Sir! Europeans eat even Chinese scorpions."They drink alcohol etc. They eat pigs whose meat is delicious and on the contrary it gives them energy and they are progressing. What is the logic?" The whole class was turning around to see Qasim, except for this one Khula, who was just playing with the pencil by twirling it in her fingers. I don't know why this girl doesn't behave like normal girls, Amar thought angrily. Sir Rashid cleared his throat and said, "Wherever the command of Allah and His Prophet comes, everything ends with logic."

But Sir, I" Qasim had said so much that Sir Rashid bluntly said "let me finish my talk Mr. Qasim". And then he took a long breath and said, "As I said earlier, Islam is not only a religion but a complete science. I am only answering your question with logic and science. Mr. Qasim, you are doing one thing. And then fire a circle around him and then watch what he does and tell me, that's your homework." "Sir tell me now why are you creating suspense" the entire class started protesting. Amar also got so interested in this topic that he forgot everything else and started watching Sir Rashid.

Saying ok ok, Sir Rashid said, "When you do this, the scorpion will run away and find its way out of there, but when it doesn't find a way out, it will get frustrated and commit suicide by stinging itself." Now, Mr. Qasim, you will do your research and note that the suicide rate in the regions and countries where scorpions are eaten the most is higher than the rest of the countries. Both the nature and its effect are transferred to the body of the eater. Ammar started to think, why was it mentioned in the science class, but ah. His hand was high.

Sir Rashid smiled and said, "I'm expecting you, Miss Khola." A dignified voice echoed in the class. "Sir! There is not one reason, there are many reasons," he raised his hand and opened the first finger. "Number one, it's one of the dirtiest animals that eats everything, including urine and feces. Number two, the ability to absorb toxins in its meat is much higher than normal meat, so its meat is ℅30 more toxic. Number three, he has a very high sexual appetite Number four, it is the most insolent animal in the world that does not see the difference between male and female for sexual satisfaction.

Number four, it is the most insolent animal in the world that does not see the difference between male and female for sexual satisfaction. I think that's enough. Despite all this, one can eat this most delicious meat if he wants to." She sat down mocking the most obvious Qasim. There was silence and silence in the entire class. Things were such that everyone had forgotten to hide their eyelids. Hearing the mockery on him, Qasim sat beside me and began to complain and said angrily in a low voice, "I will not leave him." Meanwhile, Sir Rashid's voice started echoing, "Well done Miss Khola, you have done a wonderful job, now if you people note that where it is eaten the most, immorality, sexual immorality and homosexuality are on the rise" That's it. It was said that the period was over and Sir Rashid went out.

The whole class also went outside. It was the last period. Amar then started thinking that what is this Khula thing, from where does he have such knowledge? Meanwhile, a classmate passed a comment, "Lahore me khotte te herethe". After saying this, he became silent, but the corridor echoed with laughter. Qasim gritted his teeth and said, "I will not leave this sister-in-law's daughter." Ammar said to him, "The friend keeps leaving." But Qasim did not answer. Ammar was getting jealous of Khula, he started thinking of ways to leave her behind, he just wanted to pass comments on this girl somehow, the class laughed at her, this thought was creating chills in Amar's chest. . A few days later, perhaps Amar got a chance.

When he came outside Sir Rashid's office for a discussion on an assignment, he heard a voice from inside and was surprised to hear a painful cry. Khula was saying "I won't be able to bear this humiliation and will do something upside down. You thought it was better to inform you first so that you don't get hurt later." Before she said something else, Amar was so lost in excitement that he didn't notice when the door was pushed open by him. Inside, Khula was sitting with her back towards the door and facing Sir Rashid. She was startled at the sound of the door opening and immediately took off her veil and looked so fast that Ammar could not even see a glimpse of her face.

He was shocked that the girl did not care to talk to mail, she was sitting exposed in front of Sir Rashid. All thoughts came to Amar's mind in a second, but then Sir Rashid's bitter voice brought him to his senses, "You don't know how to come in? What is the way?"

I was really sorry to knock, but the door was opened by mistake," Ammar muttered looking at Rashid's red face. Meanwhile, Khula stood up pushing the chair and said, "Ok, I'm walking in the head of what I said." After saying this, she went out of the office. "Say yes" Sir Rashid's tone was still bitter. "Sir, we had to discuss about an assignment," Ammar started discussing the points of the assignment but his mind was still confused as to why Khula and she were sitting in front of the exposed Sir Rashid. What kind of warning was she giving, why was there sadness in her tone?

After the discussion, he left the office and started walking towards the canteen. Qasim and Jawad were sitting on the steps outside the canteen, Ammar was also sitting next to them, when Khula appeared with her friend Ramsha, Qasim got excited and told Jawad to start making a video quickly and get a technical clip. Wala Hai Jawad quickly turned on the camera and started recording the video. As soon as Khola passed through the pass and went inside, Qasim immediately put his leg forward. The aim was to make Khola fall down. Because Khula was busy talking to Ramsha, but as soon as Qasim moved his leg forward, Amar's eyes were focused on Khula's feet.

In a fraction of a second, he saw the feet rise and he had passed a little over the leg when he immediately came back as if on purpose. And Ammar clearly saw that a clear pressure was put on his leg and the heel sank into the flesh of Qasim's shin. Qasim bit his lips due to the intensity of pain that was visible "Oh, very very sorry, I didn't see it," she said softly as she moved on.

Qasim got up and tried to walk, but the heel was so pressed on the bone that Qasim was limping with difficulty, Ammar helped him, then he heard Qasim saying, "It's enough now" and began to abuse him. Now I will do his fate that even his generations will learn from it." Ammar knew that Qasim was a bad boy from a rich family and had a loose character. "Don't leave my friend, you have bought this trouble yourself" But Qasim shook his hand and said "just shut up, you are also worried about her, she is taking your place" Ammar laughed and said "it goes on like this".

But Qasim did not give any answer, he was lost in his thoughts. Ammar began to see Khula's well-being in danger because he knew Qasim very well.   ****************.   Sometimes there is such a situation on a person that he doesn't feel like doing anything, he just wants to be alone, just lying there, no one calls anyone, no one teases, a senseless sadness is overshadowed. Today, Omar was in a similar condition. He was lying on the bed in a common room, like a middle-class person. There was an unknown burden on his heart.

Tired, he picked up the key of the bike and started riding the bike on the road leading out of the village. I went and sat near the pulpit where a white-haired old man who was also the imam of the mosque was sitting. "Assalam wa Alaikum Baba" Umar greeted. Baba raised his head and looked at Umar and smiled and said that you are very miserly. "How is that baba" Umar asked in surprise.

Peace would have been sent if you had also prayed to send blessings and blessings" Baba said in a simple tone, Umar said with shame. "Peace be upon you, may Allah's mercy and blessings be upon you" Waalaikum Salam wa Rahmatullah wa Barakta" replied the sage. "How are you son" Baba asked with a smile. "I am very worried, father, there is a strange sadness, there is no reason, I am not satisfied with my life, by the way, everything is fine, but life is passing by a tight routine, but still I am not happy with life, tell me a solution" Umar helplessly asked. said while talking. Whenever there was any problem, he used to come to Baba. Coming here, he felt as if all the problems were over, he got a strange peace.

"Eat if you are hungry," Baba said "No, I'm not hungry. I ate a while ago," Umar said quickly. "Son, your soul is hungry, feed it," Baba said with a smile. "The soul is also hungry?" Omar was surprised. "Yes, now it is the will of the servant how he fills his stomach. Remembrance, honesty, halal sustenance, and every good deed improves the health of the soul, and with every sin, the health of the soul deteriorates, but the stomach is filled with both foods. He was a wise man, but used to talk very deeply. "Baba, I want to be a saint," Umar said sadly. "Oh, that's very easy," laughed Baba.

How is that baba, if it was so easy, then everyone wouldn't have become" Umar said in surprise. "Everyone likes me, that's why everyone can't become a saint," Baba said with a smile. "But how do I kill it?" Umar asked with interest. Baba said, "I have left my own will and obeyed the Lord." "Everyone knows this but they can't do it, father. Please help me to kill me," Umar said in a pained tone. "Okay, I will do one thing as much as I can, start today, just one thing, protect the eyes, that's it, go and do it for a month, then come and tell me," said Baba, giving instructions. "Yes, Baba, I will do it," Umar said very happily.

Son, remember to protect the eyes not only from living things, but also from inanimate things," said Baba emphatically. "Living things have understood the protection of sight from inanimate things? What does that mean, Baba" Umar said with great surprise. "Go, son, start this work, you will understand," Baba said with a smile. Umar could not resist, he knew that there was wisdom behind everything Baba said and Umar had seen this many times, he remained silent and returned after greeting. I was thinking in my heart that I will do as Baba said and see what the result will be. Later it got a result which was not even in Umar's imagination.

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Khula was sitting in her room doing an assignment on her laptop when the door opened and her 10-year-old niece came in. "Api wanted to answer a question." Khula was her aunt, but 10-year-old Umm Hani used to call her Api. . Umm Hani said in an innocent tone "Yes, ask," Khola said while closing the laptop and sitting it on her lap. "What kind of bird are you with the legs on the head" Hani asked innocently. "Who has asked this question" asked Khola suppressing laughter. "Brother has asked, he was saying that you are incompetent, you don't understand anything, I also said angrily, he has asked whatever question he wants, he has asked this question, there is no answer in my book and I have to prove that I am not incompetent. Hani said worriedly.

Oh, this is not a difficult question," Khula said with a smile. "O Api, have you seen such a bird, where did you see it? How does it look? I also want to see it," Hani excitedly asked several questions in one breath. "Every bird has legs on its head," laughed Khola. "Why are you lying? Our parrot doesn't have legs on its head, its legs are down," Hani said, making a face. Khola was taken aback by this innocence and when she saw that Hani's face was about to cry, she felt that Khola was making fun of her. Khula quickly said.

Look there's a parrot's head" Hani said "Yes" "There are wings and legs too," Khula explained. Hani said yes, then she was silent for a moment and excitedly shouted happily, "Oh, you understand. Every bird has a head, wings, and legs. Please don't tell my brother." That I have told" Hani pleaded with Khula and ran out with a "Pari" on the cheek. There was a girl inside whose face was sad and her eyes were red as if she had cried for a long time. It was Sadaf who lived in Khola's neighbourhood.

Sadaf sat down next to Khula and started crying. She started crying and said "Today he has given a last warning that if I don't go to meet him tomorrow, he will make the video viral on the net". In the passion of love, even the wise become blind. This is what happened to Sadaf, who fell in love at the insistence of a young boy. She went to meet him at a cafe shop, where in a family cabin, the boy showed a little "practice" of love. expressed, but in Sadaf's ignorance, he made a video of those few moments. Sadaf did not stay there for long, but he did not even think how much darkness this short period of time would bring in his life. On her refusal, he threatened that he would send the video to her family's number and make it viral.

Sadaf raised the issue with Khula, who promised her help. "He has given time till the day after yesterday" Sadaf was saying while crying. "What is his name, who is he, where does he live?" Khola asked "His name is Qasim," replied Sadaf Khula was a little shocked after hearing this name and asked if there was any picture of him. Sadaf took out his mobile phone from his wallet and took out his picture. See, when Sadaf showed the picture, Khula was stunned. This is his classmate Qasim was Sadaf was crying continuously.

Be patient, I will solve this problem, trust me," said Khola, staring at Qasim's picture.

He will make the video viral, I only have time till the day after tomorrow and if it doesn't happen, my body will be found the day after tomorrow, I will commit suicide," Sadaf said while crying. "Such an opportunity will not come," said Khola confidently. "My life and honor are both in your hands and I can't share it with anyone" said Sadaf getting up and left the room. Khula was lost in thought. He will have to change his form, he will have to come in the same form that he assured his father not to come in, but it was a question of someone's honor and someone's life. She was confused with herself. Finally, he decided to come back to his original form. His body was taut and his facial muscles were tight. It is a wonderful thing, even a noble There is also evil in it **************.

Both the children were entwined, one was bleeding from the lips, while the other was beating him comfortably. There was a clear difference in age. Surprisingly, it was the little child who was beaten, despite being in a bad condition. He was trying to beat him, but the more he went forward, the more he was getting beaten. There were three children standing nearby who were laughing at his beatings. They were also contributing. At the gate outside the school, they were so engrossed in this "game" that they didn't notice when a teacher approached them. "Af Allah Yeh Tu Haider Hai" the teacher ran and caught the child who was being beaten and with anger mixed with fire, two by three three by three hit the beaters standing there.

What did the tyrants do to him? O God, his father will not leave you all," said Sir Arif while shouting at these children. Haider was not only the most meritorious child of the class but his father was also a famous businessman of the city who had a chance to rise and fall among the bureaucrats and politicians and the school was well funded by him. "Come on, son, I'll leave you. Your driver didn't come today," Sir Arif said to Haider worriedly. "I don't know why today he is late sir" Haider was in pain even while speaking. Come on, son, let's go from here" Sir Arif went a little further, Haider started to pack his bags and bags, then he heard Kamal's sarcastic voice, "You don't have so much courage inside, don't you always fly on your father's head"

Hearing this, a wave of anger arose in Haider, but with great difficulty he controlled himself and Kamal, the boy who was beating him, looked into his eyes and Haider said, "You will know my courage too." After saying this, he took off the watch he was wearing on his wrist and threw it on the road and then picked up the watch and addressed Kamal saying, Look, time has stopped, time has stopped here, one day I will come here alone at the same time. Then you will see who has the courage. Haider looked into Kamal's eyes and said. The child was small but his tone was as hard as stone. Kamal looked at him in surprise, he was already surprised. What kind of child is this who, even after being beaten, instead of crying, goes ahead and hugs him. Kamal kept watching Haider with Sir Arif in surprise.

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Umar had told Babaji that this is a very easy task, but now it was becoming very difficult for him to protect his eyes. He was traveling in the bus and the bus was also very crowded, so he was standing a little behind the driver's seat due to not getting a seat. A girl was sitting on the seat behind the driver who looked like she had come from the villages to study in the city. The rush was so much that all the standing passengers were bumping into each other. In front of Umar stood a modern manchla, hands-free in his ears, a boy with long stylish hair was standing near the girl's seat.

Omar had only one look at this girl but he was forced to admit in his heart that the girl was really very beautiful, probably the color of village milk and butter was emerging from her cheeks. But what was observed in a single glance was absorbed in the heart. Now Umar was standing with his eyes fixed on his feet. The bus driver also seemed to be a reckless driver, waving the bus while crossing as if he was racing someone. The bus was moving on the smooth road for a long time. Suddenly the bus echoed with two resounding sounds of "Chhatak" "Chhatak" and the sound was so loud that even the passengers sitting on the last seats of the bus started to look up.

The voices came from so close to Umar that Umar jumped up and looked up to see the girl standing up from her seat and her face was turning red with both hands on her waist and her bored eyes on the boy. was standing ahead of Umar and the boy was looking at the girl with both his hands on his cheeks in fear and surprise. This boy has never even dreamed of hearing it.

Way begherita Tannu Sharm ni Awande, I put my hands once, I put my hands twice, I was privy to my place that I didn't touch my hands all three times. I didn't understand. The family understood that you should be married to me. The boy remained standing with his eyes lowered and the whole bus was watching this spectacle, after that the cursing would start.

This incident happened so fast that Umar forgot his intention and the agreement with Baba and kept looking at the girl who was now sitting comfortably on her seat as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds Umar remembered what he had to do and what he was doing immediately Umar lowered his gaze. In a short time, the bus had reached the base, the girl got off before Umar, when Umar started to cross the road, the girl came from behind and addressed him. "Don't be so polite that even the scoundrels in the world don't show up" Umar looked back and mumbled "What are you saying?" The girl slowly smiled and said.

Even if a girl remains modest, her sixth sense sees everywhere, she recognizes every look, who is looking with what look." Saying this, the girl went ahead. Umar began to consider his words. And then started cursing himself because he was looking at the girl while talking even though he could talk with his eyes lowered. What seemed to be a very easy task seemed quite difficult. Where the habit of years is lost in a day

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He used to save the last 10 to 15 minutes and talk about various topics. Even today, at the end of the lecture, he was talking about the subject of the Prophet's biography, saying, "Our Prophet, may God's prayers and peace be upon him, is the leader and guide until the Day of Resurrection." When he spoke so much, Qasim stood up from his seat. He belonged to the group of liberals and my body is my will. He was always irritated by such topics. Sir Rashid looked at Qasim and asked, "Tell me what's going on." Qasim: "Look, I just want to be clear as an argument and proof that today's era is a scientific era, rocket technology is an era of hydrogen bombs, today is an era of proxy wars, the era of fighting wars with swords etc. is over.

Today, in the context of the current world conditions, how is the Holy Prophet (PBUH) guiding and giving instructions?" Qasim was clever and spoke in such a way that he would not be considered rude and objected to. Hearing this, the whole class became silent and this time Khula also turned and looked at Qasim, but when Ammar looked into his eyes, he felt a strange feeling. There was a glow like the eyes of a beast moving towards its prey.

Sir Rashid also became silent for a few moments, the eyes of the entire class were now on Sir Rashid. "Is there anyone who can answer Qasim's words," Sir Rashid asked inquisitively. But everyone in the class was silent, probably everyone could have given an answer, but only a few people could give an answer to how the Holy Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) is leading in the light of the current world situation.

There was silence on the whole class, the question was also such that even being a Muslim, shame was obligatory for not answering. "The fault is ours today's youth don't have free time to research these things. Well I answer your question Mr Qasim" Sir Rashid was silent for a moment and then he said. "You said that in view of the current world conditions, how is Hazrat Muhammad, may God bless him and grant him peace, guiding us in the scientific and technological era, so listen, he is still leading us today, but what is the current world conditions for those who want him to lead?" There are war situations in Egypt, Iraq, Syria, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan etc. Millions of Muslims are being killed.

So Mr. Qasim, our Prophet (PBUH) had already told all this. He (PBUH) said, "When there is trouble in Egypt, trouble will begin in the whole Arabian Peninsula." If yellow flags appear in Egypt, the Syrians should build underground tunnels" In 2010, yellow flags began to appear in Egypt, and the people there took to the streets with their hands and began to demand the West's democracy. The protest increased so much that the government will be overthrown, democracy came, after that, revolutions began to take place throughout Arabia, even a powerful person like Colonel Gaddafi could not escape them.

And the result of this is that today in Saudi Arabia, the country of Hazrat Muhammad, peace be upon him, a prostitute is opening a night club reciting from the Holy Quran. Cinemas have opened there and yes, what else was said when the yellow flags appeared in Egypt. So the people of Syria should build underground tunnels." Sir Rashid became emotional and his voice was gradually getting louder. "Go pick up your qiblah which you believe and go to the website of the United Nations World Health Organization and search how to avoid aerial bombardment, then they will say what Hazrat Muhammad, may God bless him and grant him peace, said fourteen hundred years ago.

Underground Basements or Tunnels" When these yellow flags came out in Egypt, exactly one year after that, aerial bombardment had started on Syria. Millions of Muslims have lost their lives, but our leaders had already told us what to do and what to do. Let me tell you more. Listen, the Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, said: It is understood that the Hour will not be established until the river Lest a mountain of gold appear on the banks of the Euphrates, then people will fight over it to such an extent that ninety-nine men out of a hundred will be killed in this fight. Musnad Ahmad, 12945).

"Sin Raheho" Sir Rashid had reached the height of sentimentality "Go right now and search on Google. What is black gold called? Oil is called black gold today. Why is its value stable like gold? All the oil reserves of Iraq, Syria and Turkey are all in the Euphrates River. Oil was discovered here in 1912 and there is still a war going on there. But what to do in these situations, they are telling Hazrat Muhammad, may God bless him and grant him peace, even today, you are talking about today's situations.

Of him, but for those who want to take it, I have given an example only in one passage, otherwise, if I open this topic, everyone will be surprised how that leader is still leading today. Sir Rashid's face was red with excitement when the period was over the whole class was listening as if no one was breathing. Sir Rashid picked up the files and hurried out. Ammar was also lost in the sea of ​​surprise after hearing the words of today. If Allah had said absolutely perfect, what he had said is happening today in the correct sense.

He had never thought in this way, today his heart believed that surely Hazrat Muhammad, may God's prayers and peace be upon him, is a prophet until the Day of Judgment. Almost the whole class was lost in such thoughts.  

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