Blind to Bounds

In the Name of Faith

“Those who in the name of Faith embrace illusion,
kill and are killed.
Even the atheist gets God’s blessings-
Does not boast of his religion;

With reverence he lights the lamp of Reason
And pays his homage not to scriptures,
But to the good in man.

The bigot insults his own religion
When he slays a man of another faith.
Conduct he judges not in the light of Reason;
In the temple he raises the blood-stained banner
And worships the devil in the name of God.

All that is shameful and barbarous through the Ages,
Has found a shelter in their temples-
Those they turn into prisons;
O, I hear the trumpet call of Destruction!
Time comes with her great broom
Sweeping all refuse away.

That which should make man free,
They turn into fetters;
That which should unite,
They turn into sword;
That which should bring love
From the fountain of the Eternal,
They turn into prison

And with its waves they flood the world.
They try to cross the river
In a bark riddled with holes;
And yet, in their anguish, whom do they blame?

O Lord, breaking false religion,
Save the blind!
Break! O break
The alter that is drowned in blood.

Let your thunder strike
Into the prison of false religion,

And bring to this unhappy land
The light of Knowledge.”
― Rabindranath Tagore

Story of Every New Age Mom

A Mama bird had many chirpy chicks. One was very silent and lost in his world always.

Mama bird: Why don’t you tweet like your other siblings?
Quiet chick: I cant just tweet in the air like these dumb chicks. I need a laptop to log in and #Tweet.

Origins of Mother’s Day:

On a serious note movement of Mothers Day began as a proclamation against the horrors of American Civil War in 1870 by Julia Ward Howe:

Mother’s Day Proclamation (1870)
by Julia Ward Howe

Arise then … women of this day!
Arise, all women who have hearts!
Whether your baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly:
“We will not have questions answered by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage,
For caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country,
Will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.”

From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: “Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.”
Blood does not wipe our dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil
At the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace …
Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
But of God—
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
That a general congress of women without limit of nationality,
May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient
And the earliest period consistent with its objects,
To promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
The amicable settlement of international questions,
The great and general interest of #PEACE.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY   

Sabeen’s Legacy to Spread Goodness.

What I saw all day on FB was that EVERYONE was touched by Sabeen’s generosity by some way or the other. And that was her legacy….to happily keep helping everyone who she could if the cause was good. And this last act of not estimating the danger was one of that act to help out when no one else was doing it.

This is my tribute to Sabeen Mahmud, with her own words about T2F.
(A hand painted silk scarf)

Mazdooron ka geet- by Majaz for #MayDay

Mehnat se yeh maana chuur hain hum
Aaraam se koson door hain hum
Par larne par majboor hain hum
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

Go aafaat-o-gham ke maare hain
Hum khaak nahin taarey hain
Iss jag ke rrajdulaare hain
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

Ban-ne ki tamanna rakhtey hain
Mitne-ne ka kaleja rakhtey hain
Sarkash hain sar ooncha rakhtey hain
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

Go jaan pe laakhon baar banee
Ker guzrey jo jee mein thi thaani
Hum dil ke khare baaton ke dhani
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

Hum jism mein taaqat rakhtey hain
Seenon mein harraarat rakhtey hain
Hum azm-e-baghaavat rakhtey hain
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

Jiss roz baghaawat ker dengey
Duniya mein qayaamat ker dengey
Khwaabon ko haqeeqat ker dengey
Mazdoor hain hum mazdoor hain hum.

by Asrar Ul Haq Majaaz