#Indian News in Urdu

[maihonhassan]

Ending this year with this beautiful quote:

“Maine kabhi khud ko is khush-fehmi mein nahi rakha ki meri kami kisi ko udaas karegi, logoun ko loug mil hi jaate hain, kabhi badtar se behtar aur kabhi behtar se behtareen.”

[blogbysaif]

" Mard aik bar muhabbat kar le to wo tawaef se bhi nikkah kar sakta hai. Mard kabhi apni pasandida aurat ko kisi aur mard ke liye nahi chhorta hai. Chahe jitni bhi majburiyan hon, wo sabr se lar leta hai, lekin muhabbat ko paa kar hi rehta hai. Aur agar wo majburi zahir kare, to samajh jao, wo muhabbat nahi, dhoka hai. "

From the Pakistani drama Mera Saaein

[book-on-the-bright-side]

Delhi

[yuvarath]

New Era Of Politics

[shamelessislamreligionhorse]

Prophecy about Saint Rampal ji According to astrologer 'Kheiro', in the second half of the 20th century, a person from India will bring 'a new civilization' to the world which will spread all over the world.

[rashidalighazipuri]

Waqt ki uljhii lakiro ko

Waqt ki uljhii lakiro koUngliyon me lapet seedhee kar liIshq ki baat karte karteKhud ki faziihat kar li वक़्त की उलझी लकीरों कोउँगलियों में लपेट सीधी कर लीइश्क़ की बात करते करतेखुद की फ़ज़ीहत कर ली -Rashid Ali Ghazipuri

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[uma1ra]

*Must listen audio! Very sad but important message.*

*This attitude has become so common amongst our community and nothing is being said to highlight its problem or to deter it.*

Do we understand how young people feel & how mentally they can get disturbed when they are being rejected time & time again?

As parents, it's our duty to do all background checks thoroughly to confirm compatibility with our children, before we allow someone to visit our home with a proposal.

I am extremely saddened to listen to this audio but am very glad this lady has voiced her opinion.

Think for one moment...

*"WHAT IF THIS WAS MY CHILD?"*

*I hope this message can help change peoples attitudes and make them more sensitive in these matters in the future, insha'allah.*

[the-bengali-diva]

Do you guys know what was the biggest surrender of our history after world war two?

It was the surrender of Pakistani military against Bangladeshi

On 16 December 1971.

But today I didn't grab your attention only to give you some random history facts.

We Bangladeshi students need your help! So please read this article till the end

After the partition of the Indian region in 1947, two independent nations were born.One India and one Pakistan.

The country of Pakistan was divided into two parts, East Pakistan, currently Bangladesh and West Pakistan, currently Pakistan.

But the distance between the two regions was thousands of kilometers. So uniting them into one singular nation was definitely foolish.

To think that the partition actually happened because of religion is laughable on itself but this is a topic of debate for another blog.

Even though we got our freedom from the British empire the people of East Pakistan kept on getting exploited by the west pakistan government.

Note, from now on I will refer to East Pakistan only as Bangladesh because the way we were exploited by our own so called government which only resided on the west pakistan and left us on poverty clearly indicates they never saw us as their own people.

Pakistan didn't only exploit us politically and financially, but they also tried to take away our unique Bengali identity from us.

They banned our traditional Bengali festivals like Noboborso (which is Bengali new year) They tried to ban Rabindra sangeet in fact, they even tried to replace our Bengali alphabet with the Urdu alphabet.

People were already protesting against it and were participating in every traditional festival

But the elastic snapped when they tried to take away our mother tongue, Bangla

When a pakistani politician made the announcement that "Urdu and only Urdu will be the only national language of Pakistan" in Dhaka university's convocation, it was the students who roared in disapproval.

In 1952, breaking the curfew, students and common people went on a protest for our mother language Bangla.

The police started to shoot them and the soil of Bangladesh became stained with blood and Bangla became the only language for people had given up their lives.

That's why we celebrate "Sahid dibos" and "international mother language day" on 21st February.

Throughout the fight for our existence, freedom and culture, students of our nation had always played a crucial role.

They also made a student's political party "Chatro league"

After the election of 1970, when the Pakistani government didn't agree to give power to the Bangladeshi political party "Awami league" our students again started to organize protests and other activities

Finally "Awami league" ordered for a mass protest. 2nd march Dhaka and 3rd march the whole Bangladesh was shut down.

On 2nd march 11 am "Chatro league" students hoisted the flag of Bangladesh in Dhaka university.

All this information dump was for you all to understand how the students of Bangladesh had always played a crucial part in our liberation.

Our students have always been fierce and had stood up for injustice even if they had to sacrifice their life for it.

And right now history is repeating itself!!!

Again students are getting attacked because of their protests but this time, it was our so-called "chatro league" and the government who are doing this inhumane act.

They are beating the students with rods, throwing bricks at them and even police are shooting them.

Only because we wanted the quota policy to demolish. Only because we wanted equal opportunity for civil jobs.

On 25th march 1971, the Pakistani military committed genocide in Dhaka. They attacked sleeping students in Dhaka university and protesters on roads who were still protesting at night.

And now the same thing is happening, history is repeating itself.

Students of public universities are getting attacked in their own dorm rooms, they are getting beaten to death by the so-called "chatro league" members. There are screenshots of the chatro league leaders group chats flothing around the internet where they command the other members to stab the protester students.

There was a time when Chatro league claimed they always stood up when our mother and sisters needed protection

And now those same people are beating up those same sisters they vowed to protect

The police are shooting the protesters like they did in 1952 language movement

The only difference is in the past we were oppressed by another nation's government

But this time it's our own people who are causing our student's blood to stain our roads.

Please do not ignore us. Reblog this post or use the hastag #savebangladeshistudents to create awareness

[khush-chronicles]

A brief history of Bangladesh and why it is relevant to the current situation

The Indian subcontinent liberated itself from the British in 1947. Two new countries were born, India and Pakistan. The Bangladesh we know today was a part of Pakistan.

In 1952, the students of Dhaka University, along with my other, marched on the streets, protesting that "Urdu"-the national language of Pakistan- would not be the national language of East Pakistan, now known as Bangladesh.

The reason behind this was that 52% of the people in the entire Pakistan spoke Bangla. There was no logic behind declaring Urdu as the national language of Pakistan as a whole. Much like India, there was no need to have a national language.

Students marched on 21st February, ignoring the red alerts. 7 students were martyred, shot by the police. But we protected our mother tongue, we established our rights, and their bloodshed was worth it.

Now, why is it relevant now? Because the history is repeating itself. Only Bangladesh's own government is playing the role of the autocratic Pakistani government. Worse, our prime minister is the daughter of the man who was the prime force behind the liberation of our country.

Bangladesh is the only country in the world that has 256 kinds of quotas reserved for various kinds of people. Even 10% for women. All are applicable at various levels, starting from primary school admissions to government jobs. 56% are reserved for quota holders altogether. 44% are for normal people.

Now, if it had been the other way around, no one would've been that angry. Bangladesh is a country of 200 million people. let's just say 1/4th of them are students. 50 million. The population of quota holders is 200 thousand. Is it not laughable? The 200 thousand students have the right to study, and get jobs and the remaining 49+ million have to fight for 44%? What kind of joke is this?

See the similarities? Trying to give everything to the minority?

The quota most applicable is the "freedom fighter" quota. The people who fought during the liberation war in 1971. Utmost respect and love towards them. But why should their grandchildren benefit from their participation? What is the guarantee that these grandchildren won't harm the country, the same country that was liberated by their grandparents' blood?

The freedom fighters who are still alive, they are ashamed. The population during the war was 70 million. 3 million were martyred. But more than half of the population fought, and the women gave shelter, food, and help in any way they could. Not every one of them collected their certificates. Most of them were illiterate, they didn't even know what a certificate was. And those who knew but didn't collect, and are alive, are saying that they didn't fight so their grandchildren could take advantage, they fought to save the country, they didn't fight for glory.

Our Prime Minister fled the country during the war. There are no records of her brothers fighting in the war either. Her father gave speeches in his white clothes but never picked up a rock to throw.

That aside, now students from almost every university in Bangladesh are protesting against the quota system. So many students cannot be wrong. And the government cannot again be right. It's the minority vs majority all over again.

Another uncanny similarity, 7 were martyred today. 16th July 2024, 7 were given their lives again, for the right study and do jobs and serve their country. What a downfall it is when our friends, seniors, and juniors are giving their lives, just for such simple rights. Where is democracy? Where is liberation? Is this what our grandfathers fought the war for?

The situation is worsening every hour. On 25th March 1971, Pakistani military forces raided homes. Not universities, not halls, HOMES. Of the general public. This was called "Operation Searchlight". No electricity, no light, no warning. Only breaking into homes and massacring men, women, children, and old, children without discrimination or thoughts. Again, something similar is happening.

There is this group called "Student League", they are students of various universities as well, but they are basically bootlickers of the prime minister. They follow whatever she says without any sense of morals.

The minister for education paid them to attack students in halls- confessed by a member of the Student League.

They entered the halls, and hospitals, beat up injured students, locked the hall rooms, and harassed the female students. The video clips that were shared, the screams of the girls, the way they were saying "Brothers save us", it's giving me goosebumps while I am typing it.

They stabbed many students who were returning home. They beat up many many girls who were silently standing by the roads. They harassed the general public.

Both sides are students. Only their teachings are different.

What's about to happen? How many more are dying? The internet connection is off. We can only access through VPN and Wifi. There is a red alert around the areas where most universities are situated. They are cutting off electricity where the protests happened and raiding houses. Again, the similarities. They are checking the homes of the general public if they are housing student protestors. If yes, the students are being dragged out on the roads. Where is freedom?

There is much more happening, which I am not even writing about right now. Much more to come.

Is this what Liberation is? Then I do not want it. If this is what freedom is, I would rather be in a cage.

My account isn't very big, but I am still posting about it. If yours is or if your friends' is, if you come across this post, spread it. Let the world know what an autocrat that woman is. What a tyrant she is.

PS: About a month ago Bangladesh was deemed "The most Peaceful Country in Asia" which is a blatant joke.

I have never been so ashamed and proud of my country at the same time.

[zoyssauce]

give me muslim james and muslim potters.

indian-muslim monty whose family moved generations ago but still has land and family to visit, who speaks fluent hindi and gives back to his community; who builds a mosque near potter house for wizarding muslims, who is the epitome of kindness.

give me a pakistani effie, who moved to study at hogwarts and falls in love with the only other boy that understands what it’s like to be a brown person in a white room; who wears her hijab and loves her identity, even if she did struggle with this new world. who travels back to pakistan to visit her family and siblings and makes sure that james knows his family outside of england. who is fierce and fights for her rights, who is bold in both muggle and wizarding spaces because she is muslim first and wizard second.

give me a james who understands hindi and urdu fluently, and has more fun memories in pakistan with his cousins than in england as a boy; that goes to the mosque, and learns the pillars of islam, who prays with his father, learns with his mother. who doesn’t drink because a) religion and b) quidditch, but will nurse his hungover friends and watch with joy as they make fools of themselves. who bonds with lily because she doesn’t drink either, and that’s how they become friendly (eventually). who accidentally eats pork in first year and cries about it, so sirius, remus and peter go to the house-elves and ask them specially to ensure that halal meats are separated and labelled, so it doesn’t happen to other students. who teaches the boys how to do wudu and prays five times a day.

give me a james that grapples with his identity as a muslim boy because there is no one like him. who struggles with his bisexuality but remembers that allah loves all, and that his relationship to god is his and no one else’s. a james that might not be the perfect muslim, because who is, but tries his best. a james that marries lily, an atheist girl, and doesn’t expect her to convert because he loves her. and that’s all that matters.

a lily that adores james enough that she’ll learn about the prophets and allah, who is fascinated by religion and prays with james - especially during the war - so he feels less alone, even if it does mean james speaking aloud so she knows what to do. a lily that doesn’t teach harry because she never has the chance, but would if she could, even if she doesn’t expect him to be muslim at all. because the potters are nothing if not tolerable and loving of all.

a james that is buried in the islamic area of godric’s hollow, his body cleaned and prayed upon by remus, who stumbles along the words and can’t quite keep up, but loves james enough that he’s willing to do so. a mary that cleans lily’s body the same way, even if she wasn’t a muslim, just so she can be buried with james.

give me a harry that goes to a mosque after learning about his heritage, and finds solace in islam; a religion that is peaceful, after a life so chaotic. who visits pakistan with ginny, and finds a whole family that he can call his own. a harry that might not call himself a muslim, but respects and learns because his dad did. a harry, who was alone but is not anymore.

[onlyfridaynights]

fuck it some of my jamie hc

hot chili sauce gang

refuses to wear any shoes except red converse

adores supernatural stuff

good at advanced math

has a loud laugh

always wears the sun necklace that regulus gifted to him

nothing new but james and sirius’s mental stability genuinely relied on the consistency of one another

he gives the BEST forehead kissies and u can‘t change my mind

james "small shirt big pants" potter

has back dimples

he‘s a picky eater. like i see him confidently eating anything that effie (and himself) cooks, naturally indian spicy food and so much distrustful of EVERYTHING even the best toasties someone can make (aka remus toasties)

his favourite dessert is maracuyá (passion fruit) cheesecake

he despise tomatoes, period.

has the leo constellation tattooed in his chest, with regulus star just in the middle, right where his heart is (ty @sebbianas this is amazing i adore it and now can’t get it out of my mind)

bisexual king

sometimes calls monty "papi"

fluent in hindi and urdu (ofc!!!) and knows a lil bit of french and spanish

he usually don’t show his anger but everytime gryffindor loses a quidditch match u can hear him curse his way into the lockers room

james always writes notes to the poetry books regulus gives him

has this thing to study while singing a song hes obsessed at the moment so like that he can learn faster and if he forgets summat in the exam he just sing the song and remembers everything

i like to think he‘s left-handed

he let lily dye his hair lemon green once in fourth year

also he lets sirius paint his nails black

james potter mullet agenda

he loves when people play with his hair, especially regulus. cause reg always leads james head to his chest and let james rest on top of him, all coddled up and sleepy

and very different from what everyone thinks, james has a very hard time getting up in the mornings

[sodaabaa]

noor

benedict bridgerton x OC noorjan begum, a newly minted tawaif, flees the royal court of india to avoid becoming the mistress of a wealthy patron of the arts. she makes it to london where she is alerted to an occupation at the royal academy of art. there, she meets the man who will turn her world on its axis. 

tropes: knight in shining armor (if you squint), golden retriever boy x black cat girl, tortured artists

tw: none

playlist here!

a/n: i grew up watching romanticized films about tawaifs (im looking at you devdas, pakeezah, and umrao jaan) and though i’m not indian myself, i've always been fascinated by their stories. i apologize in advance for historical inaccuracies! additionally, i'll be using persian and hindi/urdu poetry throughout the story as well as a few words here and there. i'll also provide links to the poems when possible and include a glossary here on the masterlist.

part 1: noor flees india and finds herself in london, homesick for the life she once lived. she comes across a posting for a job at the royal academy of art, could this be a remedy to her aching heart?

part 2: noor tries to keep her distance, wishing to remain professional with her new student — much to the dismay of benedict, who remains intrigued by the mysterious woman.

part 3: benedict and noor battle societal rules while navigating their relationship.

glossary

[book-on-the-bright-side]

Delhi, there ain't no city like you ✨

इन दिनों गरचे दकन में है बड़ी क़द्र-ए-सुख़न

क��न जाए 'ज़ौक़' पर दिल्ली की गलियाँ छोड़ कर

- Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq

[yuvarath]

We need revolution in politics