Ahmad Ozal came from Maru yesterday evening, said I was supposed to bring him to you tonight
That child must have forgotten the way, the man said, “You know that Khaljan is full of those men of Hasan bin Sabah who are looking for opponents. They are so expert that they can tell by seeing the face of a stranger that it is Whether the person is suspicious or harmless, I see that this guest of ours has fallen into the same trap. The real danger is that he will identify you.
What answer should I give to Prime Minister Nizam-ul-Mulk? Ahmed Ozal said he had sent it to me
“Just wait till tomorrow evening,” said Ahmed’s companion, “if he does not come, go out at night and tell the Sultan that the man you sent has gone missing.”
What will the Sultan do?
Ahmed Ozal said that the system of espionage has been kept by Prime Minister Nizam Mulk and he has also sent this person. To kill Hasan bin Sabah
His colleague told him to tell this to the Prime Minister and tell him not to send such clumsies, they will also catch us.
Ahmed Ozal then ran away to his house expecting that Muzamil might have come but Muzamil did not come. Now he accepted the fact that Muzamil was missing.
At that time of the night, when Ahmed Ozal was worrying about Muzamil Effendi, and when he was worried and worried that Muzamil might have pointed him out in his forgetfulness, two horses came out of the city, one on Bin Abed and the other. On the other, Muzamil Effendi was riding and leaving the city, they headed towards Qila Alamut
With them were the two companions of Bin Abid, to whom Bin Abid had taken Muzmal, and they had persuaded Muzmal not to go to Ahmad Ozal. And they left with prayers
May Allah protect you, said one
“Allah will bring you back successful,” said the other. When the horses dissolved in the darkness of the night, they both came back
One of them, who was the leader of this secret group, said to his companion, “Now tell Omar!” Grab that too
Ahmed Ozal?
Umar asked and answered himself, there is no doubt about it. This person has proved all the doubts right. Are we two men enough to hold him?
Why not, Shams said, he lives alone, just use common sense, he will be worried about his guest Muzamil, where he has gone, we will be able to enter his house keeping this in mind.
Umar said that he will keep him tied up in his house at night
And tomorrow night they will take him from here, said Shams, and hand him over to the Imam and say, another Seljuk spy has arrived, the Imam has arrived…
That time was better than today’s worldliness
Someone asked a man, why is there so much poverty today?
Got the answer.
I think today there is not so much poverty as #people have made noise about. .
What we call poverty nowadays is actually the lack of fulfillment of #desires.
We have also seen those #days of poverty, when we did not have money for chalkboards in school, we used to put (soil) on them.
There was no money for #slate on (slate) they used (gravel pebbles).
The #clothes he used to wear for school were also worn on Eid.
If they used to buy clothes for a wedding, they used to buy school colors only.
If the clothes were torn, they used to sew them and wear them again and again.
Even if the shoe got torn, they used to get it stitched again and again.
And the shoe was made of plastic, not service or bata.
If a #guest came to the house, they would ask for ghee from someone in the neighborhood and bring salt from someone.
Today, MashaAllah, every house has one month’s supply.
If the guest, is the whole #barat equipment available? .
Today, school children must have two or three uniforms.
Today, if you want to go to someone’s wedding, separate clothes and shoes are bought for mehndi barat and walima.
In our era, a walking person whose clothes cost up to three hundred and boots cost up to two hundred and had empty pockets.
Today’s walking youth who is crying of poverty has a mobile worth thirty thousand in his pocket, clothes worth at least two thousand, shoes worth at least three thousand…
Those were the days of poverty when there was no oil to light the wick in the house, so cotton was dipped in mustard oil and burned.
In today’s era, there is a poverty of desires.
If someone cannot sew three pairs of clothes for attending a wedding or three pairs of clothes for Eid, he understands
I am poor.
* The name of non-fulfillment of desires today is poverty.*
*We have become ungrateful, that’s why the blessings have risen.*
“The truth is that earlier the hierarchy was low, social status was more or less the same, trust was high, mutual sympathy was high, it was good to live together, whereas today there is isolationism, knowledge is less but action is better.
In this era, Allah’s blessings are abundant, but gratitude, trust and mutual relations are often weak.
May Allah guide us all perfectly.
I belong to this generation where before going to school in the morning one or two or three cartoons Popy the Sailor and Pink Panther were seen.
Where at four o’clock in the evening all the street children used to gather in one house for “Khal Ja Sim Sim” and “Ainak Wala Jin” on PTV.
Where the eldest child of the house used to lie near the TV and change the channel with his toe. When there were two or three channels instead of 300 or 250 channels.
Where they used to make sofa houses and play “Ghar Ghar”.
I belong to the generation when all the street children used to gather and play cricket. There used to be a rule of thumb to go into the house and bring what you throw away.
Where small children used to be called “Kachi” from “K”.
Where “kho pe kho” was used to whip Jamal Shahi, “chapan chapai” and “pagam” for playing with ice and water.
Where they used to make clay toys together.
And as soon as the sun went down, everyone used to hold each other’s shirt and make a train and leave everyone at home
Where the young girls used to climb the mandirs of the houses and make big vows and ask for the gola gunda.
Where a bribe of one rupee used to be very high for ordering a digest.
I belong to this generation where all the family used to sit together in the evening and tell the story of the whole day.
Where local girls could sit in a house and watch the drama. That era when “Dhawan” and “Ashiana” used to be loved by everyone.
I belong to this generation where people of all ages used to watch “Tom and Jerry” very fondly.
Where a child didn’t care whether the person playing with us was a boy or a girl!!!
Where there was no mobile phone. He was free from all worries
I belong to this golden age which today’s generation is deprived of.
Do you have it too?
