An Interview

She wanted to leave sinful life. The reason she gave was: she didn’t like to include forbidden sustenance in bread of her children. She is mother of two children.

She vowed, “Though, no doubt, I have to face problems and complexities initially, but I am ready for that.”

She disclosed that she hailed from Lahore and had to look after two kids, a paralysed husband and her parents, and her in-laws are not resourceful to assist her family.

She said, “My both children are receiving education in an English medium school and also receiving Quranic education from a seminary,” She was speaking elegantly with belief in her eyes.

When asked, “How she will face expenditures of her family after leaving this ‘profession’, her reply was surprising.

She said, “Punjab government has established a garment factory in Lahore, which provides jobs to helpless women on Rs14,000 monthly salary”.

This sort of initiative could prove a great step on part of the Punjab government to rescue helpless women from such sinful life. That should be first priority on part of the government as this will leave no excuse that one is left with no other option but to pursue sinful life.

Man and Woman

A man will pay £2 for a £1 item he needs.

A woman will pay £1 for a £2 item that she doesn’t need but it’s on sale.

A man has six items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel.

The average number of items in the typical woman’s bathroom is 37. A man would not be able to identify more than 10 of these items.

A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail.

A man will dress up for weddings and funerals.

Gibran Khalil (January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931), A Lebanese American wrote:

Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion.
Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave

and eats a bread it does not harvest.
Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero,
and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful.
Pity a nation that despises a passion in its dream,
yet submits in its awakening.
Pity the nation that raises not its voice
save when it walks in a funeral,
boasts not except among its ruins,
and will rebel not save when its neck is laid
between the sword and the block.
Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox,
whose philosopher is a juggler,
and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking
Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpeting,
and farewells him with hooting,
only to welcome another with trumpeting again.
Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years
and whose strongmen are yet in the cradle.
*Pity the nation divided into fragments,*
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each fragment deeming itself a nation.*