'The true test of a man's character is what he does when no one is watching.' The chief of village was building a worship place on his land. He was visiting daily to watch the progress. Architect was working on statute and was making extra statute. On asking, he told that the statute was imperfect. There was a little defect on nose which was not noticeable to anyone on 25' height. But the architect was believer in perfection. Perfection has some pride feeling in it. “If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as a Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
Where there’s a wall there’s a way through a gate or door. There’s even a ladder perhaps and a sentinel who sometimes sleeps. There are secret passwords you can overhear. There are methods of torture for extracting clues to maps of underground passages. There are zeppelins, helicopters, rockets, bombs, battering rams, armies with trumpets whose all at once blast shatters the foundations.
Where there’s a wall there are words to whisper by loose bricks, wailing prayers to utter, birds to carry messages taped to their feet. There are letters to be written - poems even.
Faint as in a dream is the voice that calls from the belly of the wall.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mf-t74y7IoI
Batil Dooyi Pasand Hai, Haq La-Shareek Hai
Shirkat Mayana-e-Haq-o-Batil Na Kar Qabool
Shirkat Mayana-e-Haq-o-Batil Na Kar Qabool
Untruth conceals in various masks but Truth and God are both unique: There canʹt be pool ʹtwixt good and bad - This fact is known from times antique.
http://iqbalurdu.blogspot.ca/2011/04/zarb-e-kaleem-078-sultan-tipu-ki.html
http://iqbalurdu.blogspot.ca/2011/04/zarb-e-kaleem-078-sultan-tipu-ki.html
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