Umair Gazanfar

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[Umair Gazanfar @Haiderr_7]

Get inspired by the boundless creative force of nature that empowers a seed to yield in abundance, And serves everyone equally, impartially.

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@UnivofDelhi Sharm tumko magr nhi ati

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@azizkavish Sec 43 BNSS

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Opposition is alive !!!

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@abhijeet_dipke Goons in uniform

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@TheReal_Jassi Arrogant pricks

[Dr. Muhammad Sameer Shafi Siddiqui @drsameersiddiqi]

No one who has felt Ghalib by heart can ever resist the temptation of visiting his Mazaar at Basti Nizam ud din after paying an obeisance at the Dargah of Hazrat Nizam ud din Awliya. So was I longing to pay my homage at Ghalib’s Mazaar after a pretty long time. In fact the temptation to visit Dabir ul Mulk Khan Bahadur Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib’s Mazar entered my mind once I stepped out of the threshold (Dahleez) of Hazrat Ameer Khusrau’s Mazaar which lies within the Dargah complex of Hazrat Nizam ud din Awliya. My thoughts hung in balance when I remembered the two icons of Subk i Hindvi poetry, Ameer Khusrau and Mirza Ghalib together and a couplet of Ghalib eulogising the legacy of Khusrau came to my mind:
غالب میرے کلام میں کیوں کر مزہ نہ ہو
پیتا ہوں دھو کے خُسروِ شیرین سُخن کے پاؤوں
At Basti Nizam ud din I could image how Ghalib would have been visiting the Dargah of Hazrat Nizam ud din all the way from Ballimaran in ShahJahan Abad with all devotion and respect, particularly during the festival of Phool Walun ki Sayr, wherein the gentry and peasantry alike would present the floral presents at the Dargah. My memory struggled but finally succeeded in recalling a couplet of Ghalib:
فروغِ جلوۂ حُسنِ ازل مبارک شُد
چراغِ خانقۂ خواجہ را فروزان باد
Hail! the beneficence of the eternal beauty
May the lamp of Khwaja Nizam ud din’s Khanqah be ever luminous.
I could remember Ghalib’s Zindadili amidst the throes of Gham e Rozgaar. His struggles during the turmoil of 1857. His struggles to reclaim his pension from Company Sarkar and all that which made Ghalib to lament:
کہوں کس سے میں کہ کیا ہے شبِ غم بُری بلا ہے
مجھے کیا بُرا تھا مرنا اگر ایک بار ہوتا
While seeing his name inscribed upon the plate of his Lauh e Mazaar, I recalled Ghalib’s love for Asadullah (the lion of Allah), being one of the epithets of Hazrat Ali bin Abi Talib. The pen name Ghalib (ever triumphant) too had been taken by him from Maula Ali’s epithet, Asadullah ul Ghalib (the ever victorous and triumphant lion of God). And right there I recalled Ghalib’s Persian couplet:
غالب نام آورم نام و نشانم مپرس
اسدُ اللّٰہم و ہم اسدُ اللّٰہِیَم
I have earned the name Ghalib, don’t ask about my name and mark
I am Assadullah for I belong to the cult of Asadullah.
And verily this one:
غالب ندیمِ دوست سے آتی ہے بوۓ دوست
مشغولِ حق ہوں بندگئّ بو تراب میں

Inspite of his struggles and shortcomings as a human , my heart began to pay salutations to him for his hope of being blessed because of his pertaining to the Ummah of Beloved Rasulullah (peace be upon him and his progeny):
اُس کی اُمت میں سے ہوں میرے رہیں کیوں کام بند
واسطے جس شہہ کے غالب گُنبدِ بے در کُھلا
May Allah’s mercy be upon these afflicted lovers of Eternal Beauty !
Khuda Rehmat Kunad ein Aashqaan e Paak Teenat Ra.

[Dr. Muhammad Sameer Shafi Siddiqui @drsameersiddiqi]

After a pretty long time I happened to visit the Jamia Masjid at Delhi. Every time I visit the places like this, I come to feel the exhibition of aesthetics, elegance and grandeur in the architecture of the medieval religious structures like this.
My imagination immediately led me into the bygone days of Shahjahan Abad, when the alleys and labyrinths between the mosque and the imperial Mughal Court (Lal Qila) would have been bustling with the activities happening around. The Ulema, traders and all sorts of men visiting from Afghanistan, Iran, Central Asia and Ma wara un Nahr. A rich cultural exchange happening near the travellers’ inns like Sarai Kale Khan, near water bodies (Baulis) and near the old city gates like the Kashmiri gate. How come our people from Kashmir would have been coming to Delhi, during those bygone days and a few seeking fortune and fame at the imperial court.
The place reminded me of the great historical upheavals it had seen. The invasion of Nadir Shah Afshaar, the excursions of Ahmed Shah Abdali, the blood and gore past the revolt of 1857 (Ghadr e Hind), when hundreds of patriotic Muslims were hanged around the adjacent Chowks of Jamia Masjid. It reminded me about the Majestic Shah e Jahan, who desired to see his newly built Shahjahan Abad to rival the Isfahan e Nisf Jahan. A look towards the rampants of Lal Qila from Jamia Mosque made me to imagine the decay of the Mughal majesty and the occasional gushes of puritanical piety during Aurangzeb’s era into a flamboyant atmosphere created by the likes of Muhammad Shah Rangeela. It made me to recall the literary gatherings of the royal court; albeit the influence of the court was limited to the walls of Qila only; that were organised by Bahadur Shah Zafar, when Ibrahim Zauq and Mirza Noshah (Ghalib) were vying with each other to steal the show. And it made me to remember the decay of that very Majesty, Grandeur and Elegance into a mere lament when Zafar said:
“Kitna Badnaseeb hai Zafar ki dafan kay liyay
Do gaz zameen bhi na mili kuy e Yaar mein.”
While visiting the tombs of Faqeers like Shah Sarmad and Hare Bhare Shah Sabzwari downstairs, I could imagine the blend of Shariah, the juristic opinions of Fataawa Alamgiri often being challenged by the Majzubs like Sarmad, only to be “martyred” by the sword of Shariah like Mansoor was killed by the Abbasid Court. Anyways, my imagination was loaded through and through with things like this, and this is what always fascinates me whenever I visit the historical Jamia Masjid at Delhi.

[Dr. Muhammad Sameer Shafi Siddiqui @drsameersiddiqi]

The scorching heat of Delhi is making me recall the beautiful Persian couplet of a Mughal era poet, Urfi Shirazi, (d. 1555 CE), who in his ode to Kashmir, namely ‘Qasida e Kashmiriyah’ says:
ہر سوختہ جانی کہ بہ کشمیر درآید
گر مرغِ کباب است ببال و پر آید
Har sokhta Jaani ki ba Kashmir dar aayad
Gar Murghi Kabab ast ba baal o par aayad
means…
Every schorched person who arrives in Kashmir,
Even if he is roasted like a chicken Kebab, he will sprout the wings and feather.
May Allah bless our Kashmir and its people with His choicest blessings.

[Umair Gazanfar @Haiderr_7]

@factsforupsc A, because even if one doesnt know the act, 1st is very positive, 2nd has 2 facts and upsc loves to change one, 3rd has the word unlimited, too extreme.

[Akshay Saini @akshaymarch7]

It takes courage to speak up. Hats off to you, Khan Sir, for being bold and open! 🔥

Ego and arrogance will be the biggest reasons for the fall of the USA and the USD.

When people in power go blind, they dig their own grave. Even big vast empires fall.

History has always proved it.

[India Awakened @IndiaAwakened_]

This war is asymmetrical.

On one side you have people like:

Dr. Ali Larijani (Secretary of the Supreme National Security Council of Iran) author of three essays on Immanuel Kant, his writings are studied in Western universities:

• The Mathematical Method in Kant’s Philosophy
• Metaphysics and the Exact Sciences in Kant’s Philosophy
• Intuition and the Synthetic A Priori Judgments in Kant’s Philosophy

And:

Dr. Abbas Araghchi (Minister of Foreign Affairs of Iran) PhD from the University of Kent.

His doctoral thesis:
“The Evolution of the Concept of Political Participation in Twentieth-Century Islamic Political Thought.”

And on the other side?

Donald Trump.

A man whose vocabulary barely exceeds 200 words.

Most famous quote:

“Grab ’em by the pussy.”

[Tehran Times @TehranTimes79]

#BREAKING
Tell Trump that Imam Khamenei has become younger.

[Iran Screenshot @iranscreenshot]

🔴 Iranian woman reacts to U.S.-Israeli bombs landing on residential areas in Tehran

English Subtitles

[Aleksey The Great 🇷🇺🎖 @aleksthgrt]

🚨BREAKING

Indian Member of Parliament Sanjay Raut:

"Iran's Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei was recognized by the entire world except Israel.

When such a leader is killed, the Indian Prime Minister and President should offer condolences.

Who are they afraid of, Israel or President Trump?"

[Umair Gazanfar @Haiderr_7]

Someone like Hussain (as) does not pledge allegiance to someone like yazid.

[Syed Zafar Mehdi @mehdizafar]

❗️“A nation with such culture, such history and such lofty teachings will never pledge allegiance to corrupt people who are in power in the United States today.”

Martyr Leader in his last speech on Feb 17

[Aga Syed Ruhullah Mehdi @RuhullahMehdi]

Gems from Ayatollah Khamenie (R.A):

“We will repeat it hundred times, but again someone from the other side raises voice about the issue of Shia and Sunni and differences.

Why do they do this?

Why do they work for the benefit of the enemy?

Don’t they know that the skill of the Imperial British to invent discord and one of the divisions that British have always used is the division between Shia and Sunni?

DON’T DO IT!

Live together with brotherhood.

Yes, there are different views and opinions. But there are also common opinions.
We have so much in common. Should we ignore them all and go towards differences?

DON’T DO IT!

[Iran in India @Iran_in_India]

The martyrdom of 165 innocent schoolgirls in the brutal attack by the criminal regimes of the United States and Israel on an elementary school in the city of #Minab.

[Mohamad Safa @mhdksafa]

Imagine if Iran bombed Washington and killed Trump or bombed Tel Aviv and killed Netanyahu, what would you call it? Terrorists.

The U.S. and Israel bombed Tehran and killed its head of state. Why do you call it "Peace"?

Killing head of states prohibited under international law.