Mr. Md Arbab Alam, (b.1968) Urdu research scholar of Delhi University is one of the modern writer of present time. His book “Rumni Imtihan” : Insightful, fresh and funny, the play is as rich in thought as it is in feeling...one of the most gifted and daring Indian playwrights to emerge in recent years in Urdu and Hindi….“Rumni Imtihan” is a true novelty drama. The play beautifully balances its humor and pathos, His goal is writing this book seems to have been to help young rural Indian women understand "normal" covers a very wide reality and differs for every shape, ethnicity, examination conditions, educational corruption, economical factor and size.
There is not enough I can say about this book.
Md Safay Zaffar
PA @ DU Central Library.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
who am i
Dirty South, can y'all really feel me
S S North feel me
VM feel me
Political science DPT feels me
Economics DPT knows me
All the AMUSU most think about me who am i
Nothing means more to me then what we share
No one in this world can ever compare
You have always known just what to say
What could you say,
if your mind ever got pipe?
or had a life you couldn't escape?
Why should I dream of days gone by?
Why should I wait and wonder?
Sweet winter days have come and gone,
The leaves are falling yonder.
Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live regist'red upon our brazen S S S life,
And then grace us in the disgrace of LIS research
When, spite of cormorant devouring Time
I am disgrace politician awarded from SS Hall south.
What days and what sweet years! Ah me!
Our life were life indeed, with thee
So pass'd in quiet bliss,
But now the pleasant dream was gone,
No hope, no wish remain'd, not one,
They stirr'd him now no more,
New objects did new pleasure give,
And once again he wish'd to live
As lawless as before.
S S North feel me
VM feel me
Political science DPT feels me
Economics DPT knows me
All the AMUSU most think about me who am i
Nothing means more to me then what we share
No one in this world can ever compare
You have always known just what to say
What could you say,
if your mind ever got pipe?
or had a life you couldn't escape?
Why should I dream of days gone by?
Why should I wait and wonder?
Sweet winter days have come and gone,
The leaves are falling yonder.
Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live regist'red upon our brazen S S S life,
And then grace us in the disgrace of LIS research
When, spite of cormorant devouring Time
I am disgrace politician awarded from SS Hall south.
What days and what sweet years! Ah me!
Our life were life indeed, with thee
So pass'd in quiet bliss,
But now the pleasant dream was gone,
No hope, no wish remain'd, not one,
They stirr'd him now no more,
New objects did new pleasure give,
And once again he wish'd to live
As lawless as before.
Friday, May 21, 2010
حمد باری تعالی
یا رحیمُ یا کریمُ یا غفور
ایک اک ذرے میں ہے تیرا ہی نور
تو نے ہی یہ سب جہاں پیداکئے
آسمان و کہکشا پیدا کئے
تو نے ہی پیدا کئے ہیں رنگ بو
کن کہا اور جسم و جاںپیداکئے
یا رحیمُ یا کریمُ یا غفور
ایک اک ذرے میں ہے تیرا ہی نور
کر رہی ہے ذکر ترا ہر زباں
تری عظمت ہے زمانوں پر عیاں
تری قدرت کے تلے ہے کائنات
تو جلال و کبریائی کا بیاں!!!
ایک اک ذرے میں ہے تیرا ہی نور
تو نے ہی یہ سب جہاں پیداکئے
آسمان و کہکشا پیدا کئے
تو نے ہی پیدا کئے ہیں رنگ بو
کن کہا اور جسم و جاںپیداکئے
یا رحیمُ یا کریمُ یا غفور
ایک اک ذرے میں ہے تیرا ہی نور
کر رہی ہے ذکر ترا ہر زباں
تری عظمت ہے زمانوں پر عیاں
تری قدرت کے تلے ہے کائنات
تو جلال و کبریائی کا بیاں!!!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
نعت رسول اکرم صلی الله علیه و آله وسلم
نعت رسول اکرم صلی الله علیه و آله وسلم
اپنی اُمت کو عزابو سے بچانے والے
بحِرظلماط میں توحید کو لانے والے
جاکر معراج په اے بزم سجانے والے
اے غلامو کوشهنشاه بنانے والے
مر آ قا مرا ملجا مرا مطلوب ہے تو
مرا مولا مرا ماوی مرا محبوب ہے تو
ایک آقا بهی جهاں میں نهیں تیرے جیسا
ساری دنیا ہے فقط ذات تری کا صدقه
اپنی اُمت کو عزابو سے بچانے والے
بحِرظلماط میں توحید کو لانے والے
جاکر معراج په اے بزم سجانے والے
اے غلامو کوشهنشاه بنانے والے
مر آ قا مرا ملجا مرا مطلوب ہے تو
مرا مولا مرا ماوی مرا محبوب ہے تو
ایک آقا بهی جهاں میں نهیں تیرے جیسا
ساری دنیا ہے فقط ذات تری کا صدقه
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Indian cricket
Abysmal performance of Indian cricket team due to the selectors, national selectors say “this is not the right time to talk: when comes right time? They had given chance to M Vija on the replacement, because he plays for the BCCI: Chief team. But the perfect demand was replacement of Uttapa in the same ways the not pickup the Manish Pandey, they performed superbly. So this loses not because of IPL: but wrong selection of player.
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