@wangnoo_manzoor@jklcma Rather than just cleaning the lakes, the sewage pipelines from Buchpora, Soura, Nowshera, Mandibal, and Lalbazar should be diverted to a treatment plant — otherwise, these efforts are only superficial.
Urgent Request for Action Against Hateful Social Media Content
Dear @WBPolice@KolkataPolice
I am writing to bring to your attention the concerning actions of an individual named Sharmistha, reportedly from Anandpur, Kolkata. This person has been consistently posting objectionable content on social media that targets and offends the Muslim community. Specifically, she has used derogatory language and made inappropriate remarks about Prophet Muhammad (SAW), deeply hurting the religious sentiments of Muslims.
I urge the @WBPolice@KolkataPolice to treat this matter with utmost seriousness and take immediate action. Such individuals, who spread hatred and poison in society, must be held accountable. I respectfully request that you investigate this issue promptly and take the strictest possible measures, including the arrest of those responsible, to prevent further harm to communal harmony.
𝗣𝗼𝗲𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝘂𝗹𝘁̣𝗮̄𝗻 𝗮𝗹-𝗙𝗮̄𝘁𝗶𝗵̣ 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝘁 ﷺ
“What should I do with the rose that doesn’t smell like you?
What should I do with the spring without you?
What should I do with a sunrise without you?
What should I do with the world without you?
I do not want the rain that comes down without touching your skin,
I do not want the breeze.
If the stars should shine, they should shine from you.
I do not want the star which does not burn with your love in the sky.
If the nightingales should sing, they should sing about you.
I do not want to even listen to a nightingale which does not sing of you.
If you are to be my yearning, then let my heart burn.
I do not want foreign land, and without you, I do not want motherland.
If a fire is going to burn my heart,
Let the fire of your love burn me.
If my heart turns into ashes other than your love,
I do not want this heart or fire.
The oasis in which I have not seen you should belong to the Bedouin.
I want your desert; I do not want the water.
If it’s going to reach you, I will not stop,
I will walk on foot.
But I do not want the direction that does not reach you at the end,
I do not want the road.
I’m a volunteer slave, with earring on my ear.
I will pass one thousand Sīnāʾs at once if it is going to conquer your heart.
Otherwise, what is it to me?
I do not want this Fatḥ (conquest),
I do not want Miṣr (Egypt),
I do not want the world.
I’m Sulṭān Fātiḥ, and in front of Islāmbul (Constantinople),
I will burn this city down, just for a smile on your face.
Otherwise, I don’t want the Sulṭanate that does not make your rose-face smile.
I do not want Istanbul.
I’m a strange Yūnus, I’m writing about you,
I’m burning for you.
I do not want the pen without your love,
I do not want the paper.
I’m from your nation,
You are my Master.
I do not want any other Master but you,
I do not want any Beloved other than you,
I do not want.”
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