Little Boxes of thoughts seperated and put in prospective

Little Boxes of thoughts seperated
and put in prospective

Friday, 3 February 2012

My infatuation with Darya e Jehlum

One of my sweetest early childhood memories is bathing on Rajva(Sub Canal) on Eid day with Cousins and going wild. Must have been mid part of the 1980s I assume.
The sweet scent of water containing the silt from the valleys of Kashmir, and the Love,the carefree attitude and I still remember being Thankful to Allah and being a Patriot.

With time I have learn to love the scent, most people can not tell the difference between different kinds of water. It is unfortunate. The water of Ravi has a different taste, doesn’t mean I have literally dipped in Ravi to figure that out(we'll come to that in a moment). Chenab ..A different one ..(My Infatuation with the dying Chenab is another issue). The Romance which comes with the history.. Jehlum is a whole different world.. So is Indus when you go further West, the color of Indus is also different. So if of all the rivers..

The places the rivers pass through they recharge the underwater reservoirs and each delta has the scent taste and after taste of the river recharging it. Not a Geologist.. Just an Earth Lover here..

Coming back to Jehlum. Despite the slight ocd, I have the fascination of trying different waters. I am no Water Concierge But I have this fascination. I remember a decade back I went to Katas with a school trip and I can still remember the taste of water I tasted from the Truckoon wala hotel.

Naraan..One of my other best childhood Memories. Believe it or not I actually remember the trip(parts) even before I was 5. Must be the late part of 80s. Darya e Kunhar with its "white waters" and the soothing sound. Darya e Neelum.The distinct Taste and everything. Kunhar and Neelum meet near Muzafrabad and are called Jehlum from there..

Now more then two decades and a hell lot later, I don't drink mineral water. Nestle plant is near Sheikhupura I guess n hence the taste of Ravi Delta(not bad) but they pick and choose and its just not my type.. What do I drink? A Nalka(Handpump) right ON the Canal bank.. Fill the water bucket and put it on water dispenser. Oh! And did I not mention the canal is Lower Jehlum Canal.
 India has been Dumping bodies of Martyers hundreds of Miles upstream in the same River, the Love for Religion freedom and Kashmir floats through.. I can smell the struggle of Muslim when I sip water sometimes and think about the martyers.

The blood of martyrs in spirit has seeped through to the lands crops produced and hence everywhere, Love embedded by the essence of Sacrifice and Love of Prophet(saw) and true struggle(against Enemy Combatants) in the name of Allah "Jihad Fi Sabil Allah".

Zulm phir zulm hai, barhta hai to mit jaataa hai
khoon phir khoon hai, tapkega to jam jaayega

Khaak-e-sehra pe jame yaa kaf-e-qaatil pe jame
farq-e-insaaf pe yaa paa-e-salaasal pe jame
tegh-e-bedaad pe yaa laasha-e-bismil pe jame
khoon phir khoon hai tapkega to jam jaayega

Laakh baithe koi chhup chhup ke kameen gaahon mein
khoon khud deta hai jalaadon ke maskan ka suraagh
saazishein laakh uraati rahein zulmat ka naqaab
le ke har boond nikalti hai hatheli pe chiraagh

Zulm kii qismat-e-nakaarah-o-rusvaa se kaho
jab’r kii hikmat-e-purkaar ke eema se kaho
mehmal-e-majlis-e-aqwaam kii laila se kaho
khoon diiwana hai, daaman pe lapak sakta hai
shola-e-tund hai, khirman pe lapak sakta hai

Tum ne jis khoon ko maqtal mein dabaanaa chaaha
aaj vo kuchaa-o-bazaar mein aa nikla hai
kahiin shola kahiin naarah kahiin patthar ban ke
khoon chalta hai to rukta nahiin sangeeno se
sar jo uthtaa hai to dabtaa nahiin aaeeno se

Zulm ki baat hi kya, zulm ki auqaat hi kya
zulm bas zulm hai, aaghaaz se anjaam talak
khoon phir khoon hai, so shakl badal sakta hai
aisi shaklein ke mitaaoo to mitaaye na bane
aise shole k bujhaao to bujhaaye na bane
aise naare k dabaao to dabaaye na bane..
BY: Sahir Ludhiyanvi

The Kashmiri Resitence,decades of Jihad.. The the CIA "psy ops" Fourth Generation warfare or Enlightened moderation could not take the love out of us..

Go to the labror who rarely leaves his village and ask him about Kashmir he would assure you Insha Allah we would kick the Hindu Bania out..
Here is how Iqbal put it:

Allama Iqbal Poetry کلام علامہ محمد اقبال: (Zarb-e-Kaleem-166) Ablees Ka Farman Apne Siasi Fa...:

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