I am nobody,Who are you?

I am nobody,
Who are you?
Are you nobody too?
Then there’s a pair of us.
Don’t tell, they’d banish us you know
How dreary to be somebody
How public like a frog
To tell your name the livelong June
To an admiring bog.

(Emily Dickinson)

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“And say “O my Lord! I seek refuge with Thee
from the suggestions of the Evil Ones.
And I seek refuge with Thee O my Lord!
lest they should come near me.”
[Qur'an, AL-MUMENOON 023.097-98]

Fight For Our Right

If we have to fight,
for our right,
We will hold on tight,
To our gun,
We won’t run
Our help comes from high above the sky,
Even higher than fighter jets can fly,
It only takes a nod,
From our God,
The super powers will grumble,
When they see them selves crumble,
Like we have seen in the past,
Worldly super powers don’t last,
Than you will see God’s power,
He, his love will shower,
All will live in ease,
All will live in peace,
Please don’t fear,
Inshallah the time is near,
Just keep praying to God,
For that one nod.

“Verily, with every difficulty there is relief.”
(The Holy Qur’an-94:6)

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from the suggestions of the Evil Ones.
And I seek refuge with Thee O my Lord!
lest they should come near me.”
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Open your lips, speak the truth

Difficult are the conditions,
Open your lips, speak the truth, In-spite of the dangers
Open your lips, speak the truth, Life may be bitter, yet it will pass you have only a minutes few,
open your lips, speak the truth, Prison, lashes, sacrifices are the presents,
open your lips, speak the truth, Through the crimson slaughter ground there are gardens awaiting,
open your lips, speak the truth, Useful will be this madness of Muslims today there is time yet,
open your lips, speak the truth,

“Verily, with every difficulty there is relief.”
(The Holy Qur’an-94:6)

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from the suggestions of the Evil Ones.
And I seek refuge with Thee O my Lord!
lest they should come near me.”
[Qur'an, AL-MUMENOON 023.097-98]

Television – A poem by Roald Dahl

Television

The most important thing we’ve
learned,

So far as children are
concerned,

Is never, NEVER, NEVER
let

Them near your television set
–

Or better still, just don’t
install

The idiotic thing at
all.

In almost every house we’ve
been,

We’ve watched them gaping at
the screen.

They loll and slop and lounge
about,

And stare until their eyes pop
out.

(Last week in someone’s place
we saw

A dozen eyeballs on the
floor.)

They sit and stare and stare
and sit

Until they’re hypnotised by
it,

Until they’re absolutely
drunk

With all that shocking ghastly
junk.

Oh yes, we know it keeps them
still,

They don’t climb out the window
sill,

They never fight or kick or
punch,

They leave you free to cook the
lunch

And wash the dishes in the sink
–

But did you ever stop to
think,

To wonder just exactly
what

This does to your beloved
tot?

IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE
HEAD!

IT KILLS IMAGINATION
DEAD!

IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE
MIND!

IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND
BLIND

HE CAN NO LONGER
UNDERSTAND

A FANTASY,

A FAIRYLAND!

HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS
CHEESE!

HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND
FREEZE!

HE CANNOT THINK —

HE ONLY
SEES!’

All right!’ you’ll cry.

‘All right!’ you’ll
say,’

But if we take the set
away,

What shall we do to
entertain

Our darling children?

Please
explain!’

We’ll answer this by asking
you,’

What used the darling ones to
do?’

How used they keep themselves
contented

Before this monster was
invented?’

Have you forgotten?

Don’t you
know?

We’ll say it very loud and
slow:

THEY … USED … TO … READ!

They’d READ and READ,AND READ
and READ,

and then
proceed

To READ some more.

Great Scott!
Gadzooks!

One half their lives was
reading books!

The nursery shelves held books
galore!

Books cluttered up the nursery
floor!

And in the bedroom, by the
bed,

More books were waiting to be
read!

Such wondrous, fine, fantastic
tales

Of dragons, gypsies, queens,
and whales

And treasure isles, and distant
shores

Where smugglers rowed with
muffled oars,

And pirates wearing purple
pants,

And sailing ships and
elephants,

And cannibals crouching ’round
the pot,

Stirring away at something
hot.

(It smells so good, what can it
be?

Good gracious, it’s
Penelope.)

The younger ones had Beatrix
Potter

With Mr. Tod, the dirty
rotter,

And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling
Bland,

And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle
and-

Just How The Camel Got His
Hump,

And How the Monkey Lost His
Rump,

And Mr. Toad, and bless my
soul,

There’s Mr. Rate and Mr.
Mole-Oh,

books, what books they used to
know,

Those children living long
ago!

So please, oh please, we beg,
we pray,

Go throw your TV set
away,

And in its place you can
install

A lovely bookshelf on the
wall.

Then fill the shelves with lots
of books,

Ignoring all the dirty
looks,

The screams and yells, the
bites and kicks,

And children hitting you with
sticks-

Fear not, because we promise
you

That, in about a week or
two

Of having nothing else to
do,

They’ll now begin to feel the
need

Of having something to
read.

And once they start — oh boy,
oh boy!

You watch the slowly growing
joy

That fills their hearts.

They’ll grow so
keen

They’ll wonder what they’d ever
seen

In that ridiculous
machine,

That nauseating, foul,
unclean,

Repulsive television
screen!

And later, each and every
kid

Will love you more for what you
did.

Roald Dahl

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“And say “O my Lord! I seek refuge with Thee
from the suggestions of the Evil Ones.
And I seek refuge with Thee O my Lord!
lest they should come near me.”
[Qur'an, AL-MUMENOON 023.097-98]