Women's Power

LOVE– A  MAGIC WAND ‘There is only one happiness in life—to love and be loved.’ Zubia ,a three grader girl was the talk of the town. All the teachera have to narrate something or other about her.today she stole the chocolate from  other child,s bag ,that she pushed a child .the other day she just burst out and shouted at the teacher. I my major concern was not the events but the causes .why was she behaving like this?I decided to meet her ,but in my office ,there she might be frightened and could not share most of the things with me .i waited for the games period and caught her in the play ground .she was playing with a ball all alone. Rest were busy with their friends.I offered myself to play with her she agreed upon and I started the general conversation .she revealed that she was angry with his father .earlier his father used to sleep with her but now he sleeps with a new aunty .then I recalled ,yes! Two...

3 rd KHWATEEN BEDARI CARVAN–2012 organized by: BIHAR RABITA COMMITTEE IN COLLABORATION WITH AN- noor women's welfare organization and national commission on girl's education INTRODUCTION: The age of competition and globalisation requires a complete social development where everyone should know their role in the society and how to enact in it. Women are the real builder of the society and if a builder does not know what to keep in the foundation the entire building may collapse . Being a true Nationalist or also as Muslim, it is our duty to make our women well awared with the happenings as our prophet (Saw )said "Seeking knowledge is obligatory upon every Muslim (male and female)." Bihar Rabita Committee is going to organise its 3 rd “ Khawateen Bedari Caravan” (Women Awareness Caravan) from April 8 th , 2012 to April 15 th , 2012 in the rural areas of four socially and educationally most backward Muslim concentrated districts (among 90 Muslim Concentrated Dis...

Dear Friends, I read this story and thought "is it always the tongue of others which inspires to act ?" We ourselves are nothing.? Is there any role of heart in our actions? FIRST YOU ALL ALSO READ THIS STORY THEN LETS DISCUSS. A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died. The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, "Did you not hear us?" The frog explained to them that he was de...

what happened to me ? I could not understand.26TH FEBRUARY was the busiest day.So many programmes at one time.Reunion at C I E ,Delhi University,the place where I learnt to know myself ,to believe in me ,to be what I am today .to laugh to cry ,to share to care.How can I miss the famous Basu Memorial lecture on this occasion I was waiting for. MEETING with the members of Muslim Personal Law Board,the ladies who came from different corners of the Country,Kolkata,Hyderabad.Aligarh,Mumbai etc.My cell was ringing , I did not pick.Instead I sent sms "sorry ca'nt come." but why ? I had to put up the final list of selected students for admission before 5:00 pm, how can I be so irresponsible,I called for my office assistant and handed over the lists. but why? I started for the destination , On the way received a call that two children were found roaming in the lanes of shaheen bagh ,wearing school's T .shirts ,written HAMDARD PUBLIC SCHOOL. A passer by brought the...

DEAR FRIENDS, WE OFTEN MISUNDERSTAND THE SITUATIONS AND RELATIVES . HERE IS A Touching life story..... A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book. Many years passed and the young man was ver...

Dear Friends, I read these beautiful lines and my eyes were full of tears.Really what a great creation is mother ! The word mother is synonym of true and unconditional love.I lost my angel when I was still young ,Now who will protect me,console me and hold me while falling.She is with God Almighty.May her soul rests in peace. once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God: "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?" God replied, "Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you." "But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy." "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy." "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don...

"The mind is everything: what you think, you become." Gautam Budhdha has rightly said this.Right now in my bed room ,thinking that I am in my mother's lap.Now I can feel the warmth and tender touch of my mother's fingers.Although she is far away from me .she is at such place that it is impossible to come . I think she is just with me ,dictating me what to write on my Blog. I am a small baby wearing printed frock and insisting to go out to play .she had held my hands tightly so that I didn't go out in the sun .oh 'I am unable to release my hands. Its paining. I am a bride and this is Rukhsati time .My mother is crying and I am watching silently.My pillows are wet.She is really weeping. Now I am standing near her bed .She is on her last journey .unable to converse with any one.She is leaving us . I have severe ache in my chest.Something is breaking.Something is leaving from my heart making an open space for pain to reside. What to do .Everything is blank ...