Qalam and Chai

Think Dream Read and Repeat

The struggle of soul.


In thick dense smog that shadowed the mind
I waited for rain
To brush the thoughts
And aid the air to get inside,
To feed the heart and cleanse the blood
A relief that could soothe the itch in the throat,
a hurdle, a pain in the way of my call for help!
And Finally,
It happened
Drop by drop it came down
And washed the burden of the dense fog
Every inch of the flesh that covered the bones
Threw every flake of ashes that clung to them
But soul, oh that dark sad soul
was even more brightened by rain.
Oh! that soul, what chaos it holds
those flares and fires
Those waves in the gyre.
Oh! That soul, which spend days
Absorbing all the polluted air is a home,
a shelter to all the grief and sorrows
But what a beauty it unfolds
For every colour has its charm
but black is studded with a spark




Black at corners,
A shade of blue with a brush of pink,
And green to decorate.
With every stroke
The vision became brighter
Clearer and mystical.
A Magic wand
Sprinkled the white tiny dust
Setting the shiny little symbols of hope,
To paint a vision of stars,
To steal a piece of galaxy,
A fascinating wonder of nature,
a lesson bearer for every creature
A chaos of different colours
the perfect painting,
Of A landscape or of harmony,
All sing a single hopeful symphony,
Of the love of peace and of patience.

And of all the beautiful paints
That makes this world a galaxy
Studded and shinning with stars of sizes,
Planets of shapes,
Co-existing together
And aiding others in survival.

Let the dust be a part of you

Let it touch your soul

Let every inch of your brain

Meet the struggle,

See the face of the truth

The component of your being.

Each step you take

In quest of your destiny

Fight a phase that could be a possible end

A slow fading motionless destiny

Awaits the dust, the humility

The component of your being.

تو آفتاب محفل تو صبح کا ستاره

تو آفتاب محفل تو صبح کا ستاره
میری فرقتوں کا حاصل تیری آس کا کناره
دل ناتواں کی خواهش اک بے مثال مورت
جسے دیکھنے سے پا لے نحیف عشق اک سھاره
لے آۓ برگ و چمن پے اک بھار تازه
تیری مسکان شاداب اک نظاره
روحوں کے کاروبار سے هے فھم لاتعلق
اسکا هے سھر جام دل لگی سے بالا
پوچھے جو کوئی لفظوں کے اس کھیل کے متعلق
هے شاعری مگر جزبوں کی هے یہ مالا
هوا کے بل پے گرتے روکھے یہ سرد پتے
ان بے آواز نغمعوں کو خزاں نے هے پالا

عالمی بیعت اور ایک احمدی کے جذبات


سب گناھوں کا غبار دھلتا جاتا هے
اس کے افضال کا اک باب کھلتا جاتا هے

میرے آقا کے لبوں سے جو هوتا هے ادا
ھر اک حرف دعا میں ڈھلتا جاتا هے

بیعت کا جو منظر هو ٹی وی پے نشر
روح میں ایک پنڈال سجتا جاتا هے

چشم نادم سے رواں هر اک قطره
بار عصیاں جو دوا بنتا جاتا هے

بیچ کر تیرے هاتھوں رضا اپنی
هر بھٹکا هوا سنبھلتا جاتا هے

روحانیت سے سجے ان لمحوں کے طفیل
خوف ابلیس گمان سے ٹلتا جاتا هے

دھو کے دل کو اپنے هر سال بیعت سے
هر احمدی خدا سے رابطه بڑھاتا هے

Sab Gunahon ka ghubar dhulta jata hai
Uskay afzaal ka ik baab khulta jata hai

Myry Aqa k labon sy jo hota hai ada
har ik harf dua man dhalta jata hai

Ba’ait ka jo manzar ho tv pay nashar
Roah main ik pindal sajta jata hai

Chashm e nadim sy rawan hr ik qatra
Baar e isyan ko dava banta jata hai

Beach kar teray hathon raza apni
Har bhatka hua Sambhalta jata hai

Rohaniyat sy sajay in lamhon k tufail
Khoaf e ibles guman sy talta jata hai

Dho k dil ko apny har sal ba’ait say
Har Ahmadi khuda say rabata barhata hai

Ramazan Resolution.



Ramazan, the month of fasting, is just around the corner. It is the time of the year when you can find everyone around you trying to act upon this order of Quran:
” فَاسْتَبِقُوا الْخَيْرَاتِ”

This Holy month hold so many blessings in it. To get more out of it, we need to first look into what are those things which need our attention and then organize them in a form of Ramazan Resolution.
As we know that Ramazan holds its importance in Islam for being a month during which Quran was revealed on Holy Prophet s.a.w. So first priority should be given toward the recitation of Holy Quran. If you recite 4-5 pages regularly after every Salat you would be able to complete one recitation easily.

Nowadays Islam is known to people because of extremism. In order to prove these allegations wrong, we ourselves need to learn those teachings of Holy Prophet s.a.w that are the essence of teachings of Islam. There is no other better way to do this but by learning 40 Hadiths, i.e 2-3 every day from “Chayhal Hadiths” by Mir M.Ishaq Ahmad Sahib. If you want to learn 40 hadiths with in-depth analysis of them you should read Chalees Jawahir paray by Hazrat Mirza Bashir Ahmad sahib R.A. چالیس جواہر پارے
30 days are more than enough to adopt a habit or to change a routine. If you are irregular in offering 5 prayers regularly Ramazan is the best time for you to change it. Make a Salat Calendar and mark your prayers on it regularly.

Being a follower of Sultan Ul Qalam A.S, i.e Promised Messiah A.S, you really need to make your weapon of knowledge and reasoning powerful by reading his writings. Hazoor atba has advised us to read “Philosophy of Teachings of Islam”. To make this learning fun you can also participate in our Ramazan Quiz where we have included this book in our Quiz as well. follow @RamzanQuiz on Twitter to know more about it.

So these are the basic outlook of the things that should be your focus during the holy month of Ramadan. To make it more fruitful you should also make a schedule for using social media apps. That way Ramazan will also be helping you in reducing the addiction of these sites.
If you have vacations from your work or your college you have a perfect chance of doing an Aytaqaf. There is no better way to get closer to God than Aytaqaf. You can also formulate a plan for that as well as I did last year which you can read here: “10 days of spiritual rendezvous with Allah”

above all, you should try to work for the betterment of your own self or for self-reformation. Hazoor atba has advised us about that many times. (Self Reformation friday sermon )

Write a letter to Hazoor atba in every ashra. Tell him about your progress and your Resolution.

Utilize maximum time in remembering Allah and praying for the peace and betterment of mankind.

Now by the end of this post, I hope you have a clear idea of how to formulate a Ramazan Resolution. May Allah Almighty enable us to earn as many blessings as we can from this Holy Month. Ameen

میرا مولا سارے میرے بگڑے کام بناتا هے


پشیمان جب بھی پیاسا

 اس کے در پہ جاتا هے

 رحمت کا لیئے وه پیالا

 بھر بھر جام لٹاتا هے

 موڑ کے هواؤں کے رخ

ابر کرم برساتا هے

 میرا مولا سارے میرے

 بگڑے کام بناتا هے

گرمی افلاک کی لو سے

 اس کا سایہ بچاتا هے

 راستوں کے سبھی کانٹے

 اس کا فضل ہٹاتا هے

 نور کی اک دھار سے وه

گھر اپنا دکھلاتا هے

میرا مولا سارے میرے

 بگڑے کام بناتا هے

 در اک بند هو جاۓ اگر

 سو نئے کھلواتا هے

 بکھرے هوۓ سب پتوں کو

 هوا کے دم پے اڑاتا هے

 پھولوں کی مهک سے وه

 آنگن کو مسکاتا هے

 میرا مولا سارے

 میرے بگڑے کام بناتا هے.

Pasheman jub bhi payasa

 Uskay dar par jata ha

 Rehmat ka liay wo payala

 Bhar bhar jam lutata hai

 Moar k hawaon ka rukh

 Abr e karam barsata ha

 Mayra Mola Saray myry

 Bigray kam banata hai

 Garmi e aflaq ki lu sy

 Uska saya bachata ha

 Raston ky sabhi kanty

 Uska fazal hata’ta ha

 Noor ki ik dhar sy wo

 Dar apna dikhlata ha

 Myra mola saray mayry

 Bigray kam banata ha

 Dar ik band ho agr

 Su na’ay khulwata ha

Bikry huay sub paton ko

 Hawa k dam pay urata ha

Pholon ki mehak sy wo

 Angan ko muskata ha

 Myra mola saray myry

 Bigray kam banata ha.

“Shone for Nothing” – a dialogue




This is the story of Aylan Kurdi the 3 years old Syria kid who drowned in the sea and his body was found on the shore. But the story basically represents the condition ad thinking of every Syrian child who wants nothing but a safer place to live with his friends and family.

“Shone for Nothing”

– In complete darkness suddenly there’s thunder and lightning, a boat could be seen trying to make its way through the violent waves while carrying its passengers. Lights turn on.

Among other people and boy could be seen sitting while holding its mother’s arm. Fear had already taken over the thoughts of everyone which their faces are mirroring.

Boy (terrified): how long will it take? When will we reach our home?

Mother (striking his hair): I don’t know exactly but don’t worry that will be a better and safe place for you.

Boy: Safer than our home?

Mother: Yes safer than your home, we will make a new home there, will buy toys for you and you will get to go to school as well.

Boy: would Ali and Omran be there?

Mother: no, maybe soon. But you can make new friends there.

Boy: But I don’t want new friends. Ali and Omran were to show me their new football. Are the people at “the better place” affable?

Mother: yes they are, (to herself) that’s all we are hoping for.

( Thunder and lightning, the boy get scared and hold his mother more tightly the mother try to calm him down by singing the famous Syrian lullaby:

” Lail-a tanam

Lail-a tanam…”

The boy loses the grip)

Boy (calm but curious): Mother?

Mother: Yes?

Boy (pointing towards the sky): when would we be able to see the stars?

Mother: when the storm will be over

Boy: But why is it taking too long?

Mother: don’t worry, when the tunnel is dark, only then you can see the light at the end. That light keeps us alive.

Boy: Stars have the light too. I want to be a star. I want to be up there, high in the sky, you know why?

Mother: why?

Boy: so that the good people could see me when I will be up there shining brightly they could see me and save me from “the bad people”.

Mother (smiling): (to her) people don’t look up to the sky unless they are surrounded by darkness.

(Silence again followed by a strong and loud thunder and lightning. waves shaking the boat violently. loud screams and a sudden darkness.)

(When lights turn on, few people with life jackets on could be seen floating in with drowned boat’s wrecks.

Mother: (sobbing and screaming) “Aylan, Aylan?”

Complete darkness.

Seashore with Aylan’s body. Mother (dressed as a spirit) standing at the corner of the stage looking at the body in complete distress.


Mother: *sigh* a better place? (Sobbing) “Up there”? So that people can see you? hunh. My child my star, a little has changed after you. I see countries who build walls and other don’t want us. You shone for nothing. Your brother shone for nothing. We shone for nothing. Like Aylan, many Syrians who chose to leave end up washed away on foreign shores. And those who do end making the journey to safety sometimes end up witnessing the ugly face of intolerance and bigotry. Is this what he wanted to shine for? Is this what he wanted to be a star for? He doesn’t want his place in headlines but he wants the answer.

میرا مولی میرا یار هو




نہ دور هوں

راستے سب


پر نور هوں

تیری رضا میں هے بقا

تیری لقا روح کی شفاء

ان منزلوں کی سرد هوا

تیری اور لے جاۓ یوں بھگا

نہ غم رهے

نہ خار هو

میرا مولی میرا یار هو

میرے درد میں سہار هو.



Na doar hon

Rastay sb


Pur noor hon

Teri raza

Hai baqa

Teri liqa

Roah ki shifa

In manzilon ki Sard hawa

Teri aour lay jay Youn bhaga

Na gham rahy

Na khar ho

Myra mola myra yaar ho

Myry dard main saha’r ho..


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