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bnda aisy kaam krta hi kio hai jo kisi ko bta na sky [p]

kyon keh ache kaam kisi ko batane se ache kaam ka effect khatam ho jata hai, ab apni tareef aap kya karni [D]

Chlo bchu ghumao ni. achy kaam hoty to tum btaty na k hum bhi wo achy kaam krty [p]

ghumaoonga to lattooo ho jaogi, is liye nahin ghumata [P]
Aur tum to aise keh rhi ho jaise aaj tak ache kaam is liye nahin kar saki kyon keh kisi ne bataya nahin, mein bata doonga aur tum foran amal kar logi, hai naa...chal theek hai kuriye bata daita hoon...me going for Juma prayer...

hehehehe ok same here!!

tum bhi yasir ki tarah poori 4 prayers a month parhti ho?

g ni Allah ka shukr hai four times daily but will not tell lie fajr qaza ho jati hai zauher k sath prhti hon.

chalo Allah us ki bhi taufeeq de (Ameen)

<center><u><b>How many marbles do you have</b></u></center>

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems
to hand you from time to time.

Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.

He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. " He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."

"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.

"Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. "I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.

"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"

You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the
gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been along time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."


<b>Wish you all the best Saturday of your life. </b>

again nice one anum, but bnda kuch ziada wailas ni tha her shop py ja ja k marbles akhty krta rha.itni grmi mai mairi to himt ni k ye khuari kron.hahhaha(kidding) really nice post!! waisy aaj bhi saturday hai.me also thinking to do something good to. . .

The Duck and the Devil

There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm.

He was given a slingshot to play with, out in the woods.

He Practiced in the woods, but he could never hit the target.

Getting A little discouraged, he headed back for dinner. As he was Walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.

Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck Square in the head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved.

In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile, only to see His sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.

After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the Dishes." But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen." Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?" So Johnny did the dishes.

Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go Fishing and Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make Supper."

Sally just smiled and said," Well that's all right because Johnny told Me he wanted to help." She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So Sally Went fishing and Johnny stayed to help.

After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's, He finally couldn't stand it any longer. He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.

Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said, "Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long You would let Sally make a slave of you."

Thought for the day and every day thereafter?

Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done... And the devil Keeps throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad Habits, hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.) ....whatever it is....You need to know that God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing..... He has seen your whole life.

He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven.

He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave Of you.

The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He Not only forgives you, but He forgets . It is by God's grace and Mercy that we are saved.

Go ahead and make the difference in someone's life today. Share This with a friend and always remember God is at the window.

Anamz.

Achi post hay Meraay andazay k mutabiq. It is nice to hear k aap ka Tafeeli andaaz Abb Aur logon main bhi parwaaan charr raha hay )

Regards.

Salam,

Good stuff dear!!

keep on posting. [)]

Regards.

oe yasir. . .anum kin posts ki tareefain kiey ja rae ho, or jo mai krti hon usko prh k koi comment ni [(] tum ny maira nna muna sa dil tor dia yasir!!ab mai is toty dil k sath kaisy jion gi. . . .

Wardah.

Tum Apna Dil mujhay day do, Aur humara Dil to already aap k pass hay.....hehehehe.....Kiding yaar. Dear Tareefon k kalaam perhnay say Takkallufaat bhi pedaa honay lagtay hain Which will lead to some Formal Spaces or Behavior, While I always like to be Cadual with U.

Kaho Agar to main tumharay dil operation kar deta hun kyun k main ek martaba Doctor bhi reh chuka hun, Araay Haan yaar main nay Matric Bio say kia thana.

Regards.