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ahhhh ..... no I don't have the picture but I do have the poem.

I'll post it again. wait

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She died in 1912 in the battle of Tripoli.

I don't think there would be picture available of her.
 
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odd, you are still in gwalior trying to import the dearly beloved.
Indians behave like a guy who has suddely found some new wealth and who goes round the town doing Show off.......And that how are ur post.There is no need for my hubby to get imported to india or find Job in india thats what you have been showing off from yesterday.
With the grace of Almighty Allah he is doing well and he dont need to come to india in search of anything.
 
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Fatima Bint Abdullah
Arab Larki Jo Tarablas Ki Jang Mein Ghaziyon Ko Pani Pilati Huwi Shaheed Huwi
(1912)

Fatima! Tu Abroo-e-Ummat-e-Marhoom Hai
Zarra Zarra Teri Musht-e-Khak Ka Masoom Hai


Fatima, you are the pride of the Community ‐God bless it!
Your dust is holy, every particle of it.

Ye Sa’adat, Hoor-e-Sehrayi! Teri Qismat Mein Thi
Ghaziyan-e-Deen Ki Saqqayi Teri Qismat Mein Thi


You, houri of the desert,were fated to win such merit!
To give the soldiers of Islam water to drink was to be your good fortune.

Ye Jihad Allah Ke Raste Mein Be-Taegh-o-Sipar
Hai Jasarat Afreen Shauq-e-Shahadat Kis Qaddar


A jihad in the way of God, waged without sword or shield!
What courage the love of martyrdom gives!

Ye Kali Bhi Iss Gulistan-e-Khazan Manzar Mein Thi
Aesi Chingari Bhi Ya Rab, Apni Khakstar Mein Thi


O that in our autumn‐stricken garden there were flower‐buds like this!
O that a spark like this, dear Lord, could be found in our ashes!

Apne Sehra Mein Bohat Aahu Abhi Poshida Hain
Bijliyan Barse Huway Badal Mein Bhi Khawabida Hain!


In our desert many deer still hide! and in the spent clouds
Many flashes of lightning still lie dormant!

Fatima! Go Shabnam Afshan Ankh Tere Gham Mein Hai
Naghma-e-Ishrat Bhi Apne Nala-e-Matam Mein Hai


Fatima, though our grieving eyes weep tears like dew over you,
Our dirge is also a celebration song.

Raqs Teri Khak Ka Kitna Nishat Angaiz Hai
Zarra Zarra Zindagi Ke Souz Se Labraiz Hai


How thrilling is the dance of your dust,
Every atom of which is charged with life.

Hai Koi Hangama Teri Turbat-e-Khamosh Mein
Pal Rahi Hai Aik Qoum-e-Taza Iss Aghosh Mein


There is stirring in your quiet grave:
Within it a new nation is being reared.

Bekhabar Hun Gharche Un Ki Wusaat Se Mein
Afreenash Dekhta Hun Un Ki Iss Marqad Se Mein


Though I know nothing of the range of its ambition,
I see them spring to life from this tomb.

Taza Anjum Ka Faza’ay Asman Mein Hai Zahoor
Didah’ay Insan Se Na-Mehram Hai Jin Ki Mouj-e-Noor


New stars are appearing in the sky above,
Stars whose rolling waves of light have not been seen by the eyes of man;

Jo Abhi Ubhre Hain Zulmat Khana’ay Ayyam Se
Jin Ki Zou Na Ashna Hai Qaid-e-Subah-o-Sham Se


Stars just risen out of the dark dungeon of time,
Stars whose light is not hostage to day and night;

Jin Ki Tabani Mein Andaz-e-Kuhan Bhi, Nau Bhi Hai
Aur Tere Koukab-e-Taqdeer Ka Parto Bhi Hai


Stars whose radiance is both old and new,
And partakes of the splendor of the star of your destiny too.
 
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^^cross posting it in my shayari thread.................
 
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people shoot by taking the cover like arjuna took cover of shikhandi and call it hammering............

All that matters is getting the job done.. Heroes make good martyrs but battles are won by making the martyrs of the enemy...


Keep your platitudes to yourself indian, LoL - "brush up your english skills please", very coherent.

indians are so predictable - makes me respect indian women even more.

Did you take help in framing these sentences or did you do that all by yourself ;) ?
 
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