Alif Allah

Alif Allah chambe di booti, Murshid man wich laaee hoo
Nafee asbaat da pane milia, Har rage harjae hoo.
Andar booti mushk machaya, Jaan phullan te aae hoo
Jeeve Murshid Kaamil Bahu, Jain eh booti laee hoo

My Master Has Planted in My Heart the Jasmine of Allah’s Name.
Both My Denial That the Creation is Real and My Embracing of God, the Only Reality, Have Nourished the Seedling Down to its Core.
-When the Buds of Mystery Unfolded Into the Blossoms of Revelation, My Entire Being Was Filled with God’s Fragrance.
-May the Perfect Master Who Planted this Jasmine in My Heart Be Ever Blessed, O Bahu!


I have been focusing on these lines when I started this project. How this belief, this idea and this concept of Oneness of God, originates within you as a spark and turns into light slowly and slowly. Ultimately it dwells into your soul and disperses all over you and then around you. Its a very beautiful feeling to surrender your self to nothing but HIM.


One Hundred Years of Glory, ICP – 1913 to 2013

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Plus here’s the link to the official project slideshow entitled “Photographic Expressions of Islamia College”

A Hard Life and a Little Smile


Democritus says “Happiness resides not in possessions and not in gold. Happiness dwells in the soul.”

Even in such hard days, it seems that caring for Pakistan’s children is too hard. Millions of children are homeless, hungry, sick and devastated by flooding in many areas. Suicide attacks and terrorist networks abound this country. With so much negative situations, it’s too hard to feel good about Pakistan. Our hearts go out to the downtrodden and we feel helpless. But Pakistan’s children with all these hardships are surviving the hardest situations. They owe their country more than we do. Never arguing or expecting for more. Accepting and Thanking for what their homeland is giving them.