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Archive for April, 2011

Get Up Stand Up Dont Give Up the Fight


Labor Day (aka International Worker’s Day) is celebrated on May 1 in countries around the world, and it is often a day for protests and rallies by Labour Unions.

This originates with the United States labor movement in the late 19th Century. Working conditions were severe and it was quite common to work 10 to 16 hour days in unsafe conditions. Death and injury were commonplace at many work places.
Demands for an eight-hour working day was becaming increasingly widespread among American laborers.

Thousands of men, women and children were dying needlessly every year in the workplace, with life expectancy as low as their early twenties in some industries, and little hope but death of rising out of their destitution. Socialism, calling for the rights of the workers, offered an attractive option.

ORIGINS:

A demonstration, largely staged by a small group of workers, caused a crowd of some 1,500 people to gather at Haymarket Square. When policemen attempted to disperse the meeting, a bomb exploded and the police opened fire on the crowd. Seven policemen and four other persons were killed, and more than 100 persons were wounded.
Eight protestors were tried, but no evidence was produced that they had made or thrown the bomb. They were, however, convicted of inciting violence, although no evidence was presented that they knew the bomber, who was never discovered.
Known as the HAYMARKET TRAGEDY, it became the marker of the origin of protests on Labour Day.

The following video narrates the events of Haymarket Tragedy.

A Poem

World Workers, whatever may bind ye,
This day let your work be undone:
Cast the clouds of the winter behind ye,
And come forth and be glad in the sun.

Now again while the green earth rejoices
In the bud and the blossom of May
Lift your hearts up again, and your voices,
And keep merry the World’s Labour Day.

Let the winds lift your banners from far lands
With a message of strife and of hope:
Raise the Maypole aloft with its garlands
That gathers your cause in its scope.

It is writ on each ribbon that flies
That flutters from fair Freedom’s heart:
If still far be the crown and the prize
In its winning may each take a part.

Your cause is the hope of the world,
In your strife is the life of the race,
The workers’ flag Freedom unfurled
Is the veil of the bright future’s face.

Be ye many or few drawn together,
Let your message be clear on this day;
Be ye birds of the spring, of one feather
In this–that ye sing on May-Day.

Of the new life that still lieth hidden,
Though its shadow is cast before;
The new birth of hope that unbidden
Surely comes, as the sea to the shore.

Stand fast, then, Oh Workers, your ground,
Together pull, strong and united:
Link your hands like a chain the world round,
If you will that your hopes be requited.

When the World’s Workers, sisters and brothers,
Shall build, in the new coming years,
A lair house of life–not for others,
For the earth and its fulness is theirs.
~ Walter Crane
Written April 13, 1894 for The Workers Maypole

Source: http://www.infoplease.com/ce6/history/A0823059.html
http://www.iww.org/en/projects/mayday/origins.shtml

Lost Deep into the Night Sky


One fine and free evening
Lying in a hammock swinging
Away from the madding crowds
Floating with the snowy clouds
Softly sailing at the cloud’s pace
Dreaming to be in a peaceful place.

I couldn’t help but in wonder sigh
While gazing high into the sky
Digging deep with my bare eyes
Into the depth of boundless skies

Trying to dissect every detail
Of infinite mysteries that prevail
Into the universe’s vast galore
That lies beyond the veil azure.

Crowded with the twinkling stars
Screaming aloud–Universe is ours.
Saturn, Jupiter, Venus or Mars
Glowing with pride as superstars
Making me feel indeed so small
For having abused the Earth- after all.

The stars strolled across the sky
As hours and hours just flew by
And then as if the curtain was drawn
With streaks of lights, signalling the dawn.

The sky’s face changed its shade
As the King Sun began to invade
Again into its Kingdom old
Marking its territory with rays of gold.

With it was gone the universe’s beauty too
Which had mesmerized me all night through.
And then I was back into this insane life
That just has in store struggle and strife

Eat, sleep, breathe…dance!~ World Dance Day( April, 29).


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We Dance…

God’s the choreographer
The world’s a dance floor
Our lives are the rhythm
Emotions are the music
We are the dancers,
We dance in laughter,
We dance in tears,
We dance in madness,
We dance in fears,
Dancing in our lives awake
With ambitions we tap
And with hope we shake
To replicate our dreams.

The dance is one of the many human experiences which cannot be suppressed. Dancing has existed at all times, and among all peoples and races. The dance is a form of expression given to man just as speech, philosophy, painting or music.

Apart from war, dancing is the chief factor making for social solidarity in primitive life. The value of dance as a method of individual and national education was recognized as civilization became increasingly self-conscious. In the Laws Plato remarked that a good education includes knowing how to dance and sing well.

Quotes:

”Let us read and let us dance –
two amusements that will never do any harm to the world.”
~ Voltaire

Dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most beautiful of the arts, because it is not mere translation or abstraction from life; it is life itself.
~Havelock Ellis

Talk about dance? Dance is not something to talk about. Dance is to dance.
~Peter Saint James

When Tibet can, Why can’t We??


As if the fourth Dalai Lama’s great Spiritual and Political leadership wasn’t enough, that now Tibet is being bestowed with another bright brain as its new Prime Minister–the political head, though the Spiritual head’s place stays with Dalai Lama.

The new man was elected through a process of voting from Tibetans all around the world. Dr Lobsang Sangay won with 55% of the votes cast by Tibetans around the world in his favour.Almost 83,400 Tibetan exiles were eligible to vote and more than 49,000 ballots were cast.

The new man is not only a handsome young man of 42 , but a brilliant Harvard University Law academic –that too a Fulbright scholar and Senior Fellow at Harvard Law School .

Born a refugee in a Tibetan settlement in Darjeeling in 1968 and having grown up and educated mostly in Delhi, he has never seen Tibet.

And then like the Dalai Lama he too pledges and holds strong faith in continuing the struggle .’peacefully’ to gain independence for his Homeland Tibet. He remarks:
“If you look at successful non-violent freedom movements led by Mahatma Gandhi, Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King, dialogue with their adversaries has been one of the key factors in making their movements successful. So, yes, we should keep talking to the Chinese government as we can only resolve the issue of Tibet through dialogue and mutual understanding. So far Beijing has maintained their hard line policy and has failed to recognize the moderate and reasonable gestures by His Holiness on his desire to seek ‘genuine autonomy’ for Tibet.”

Just a few weeks ago when Dalai Lama had decided to step down, people all over the world, including me, had been skeptical if they would be able to find an equally forceful and yet peaceful man to pursue the struggle. Apparently their doubts have been laid to rest. Now the time will unfold his abilities as the new ‘Kalon Tripa’ or Prime Minister of the Tibetan Government-in-Exile.

There are three reasons I wrote this blog

First, I am an ardent fan of Dalai Lama and his peaceful policies and his understanding of Religion, God, Love and Compassion. And as a true and sincere leader he decided it was time to step down, despite cries not to. Not only this, he ensured that the new leader was chosen through the democratic process giving up the age old traditions of being chosen by the Priests. Kudos Your Highness !

Secondly, it will be a big cause of concern for the Chinese–now they have another brilliant young mind to deal with–not just an old fashioned religious leader. What political wrestling and bargaining will go on, it will merit a close watch–especially us,( Pakistanis) being best friends of China.

And Lastly but certainly not the least–my heart pains that when a small nation of 145,150 with all it’s citizens scattered in exile–can have the best brains as their Political and Spiritual leaders WHY THE HELL cant we find some brilliant brains within Pakistan ( we are not even under occupation, nor in exile) from among the 180 million to lead our Politics as well as our Religion?

Don’t we have young, competent, sane minded, honest, peace loving, open and secular minded people amongst ourselves to be our Political or Religious Leaders ?

Why does it still remain a far fetched dream in Pakistan after 65 years of independence when Tibetan have made this a reality through their democratic process even in Exile? Why ?

It makes me cry high and loud with deep sorrow, misfortune and anger.

Does it make you weep too??

Pornography vs. Picasso


If this Junk Food was Pornography

Then this Healthy Food is Picasso.

Some crackers for the 12 year old within us:

#Most vegetables are something God invented to let women get even with their children. A fruit is a vegetable with looks and money. Plus, if you let fruit rot, it turns into wine, something brussels sprouts never do.

#Apple and pear, aren’t just fruits. They are body types too. Hey, I’ve got some advice. If you look like an apple or a pear, eat an apple or a pear! Dr Phil

#My Hubby says: I’m not saying my wife’s a bad cook, but she uses a smoke alarm as a timer.
I say: Heyy, am such a great cook that even the smoke alarm cheers for it !

Some real food for thought:

The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don’t want, drink what you don’t like, and do what you’d rather not.
~ Mark Twain

Blog Inspiration Quote:
We think fast food is equivalent to pornography, nutritionally speaking.
~Steve Elbert

From our Moms to Yours.



Hard times will pass
As they always do

With patience and strength
You’ll bravely sail through

Soon you will pass the rough times
‘Defeat’ is a word Moms never knew.

Being well aware of all your pain
We share our sincere feelings with you.

Ilmana Fasih
A Mom.

On Being Busy…..


If you were busy being sincere n dutiful
Life would be nothing but beautiful
You would soon learn the life’s treasure
Is in sharing others sadness n your pleasure

If you were busy being kind n good
You did the job to the best you could
You would not have time or mind to blame
All the rudeness that on your way came

If you were busy being cheerful n clappy
Trying to lift those who weren’t so happy
Even if your heart and mind did ache
You will forget your worries for other’s sake.

If you were busy being honest n true
You wouldnt worry what you ought to do
As the skeletons in the cupboard are exposed
When lies get bare and one’s credibility is deposed.

If you were busy being sulky n whiny
And blamed others for all-large or tiny
Soon all your blessings will bid you adieu
That this life had bestowed upon you

If you were busy being unkind n mean
And just imagined in people negatives unseen
You would soon cease to have a human heart
And all your friends n wellwishers too will part.

(P.S. Wrote part of it years ago in MED School )