Saturday, December 25, 2010

Conversation with Corinne Sellers doing M.Sc in Chemical Physics in University College London.

I sure you are baeutiful so I am keen to see you on the way of saving the humanity.
You are kind Muhammad. I see that you are on a huge mission, it's very impressive. I wish I could save humanity, I'm hoping to do what I can in a small way as I think we all should.
YES I believe in loving the humanity.I think there is a severe need of tolerating others to finish repugnance.
Maybe if we could all reconcile our beliefs it would be a start. There are too many 'groups' and 'religions' which separate us rather than unite us. We are ALL human. We should focus on that. Maybe then we could become god like?
I am agreed with you.Some religious and political leaders have divided the humanity into sects for their own interests.A co culture is arising in the world that may decease the remoteness.People belonging to different religions have the same needs food,well dressed,well education and beautiful home.lives should be facilitated.
How can a hungry person take interest in worshipping?
Plus the belief that God resides inside us, we are made of god ..there is nothing else that exists. We must see god in each others eyes and treat each other the way we would if we realised that.
It is true that God resides in ourselves.Your this belief resembles with Islamic sufism.Please come forward to tell the people to give up extremism that is baseless.
It is part of the ancient sutras from Hinduism. The Seikhs believe the same. Buddhists too, what makes people violent is culture.
I shall see you dear and respected Cornnie Sellers.Please send me some lines about tolerance ,believes and love to humanity.I shall publish that in my university magazine I am working on toleration as a main focuss.
Wow, I'm terrible at writing. All I know is that if we look at the world we live in and the universe that contains it we cannot work out where it began and where it ends. We don't know where we came from nor where we are going. We do know that on a fundamental level everything is made up of the smallest atomic particles and these are surrounded by 'empty' space. EVERYTHING here is made from the same stuff. There is nothing in the universe that isn't. We are the Brahman and the Attman, the drop of water and the ocean. We feel ourselves to be separate but we are not and without the whole we cannot possibly exist. What we do to others we do to ourselves. I am you and you are me. Beliefs separate us but the truth unites.
Your mission is very important. I will do anything I can to help.

My Friend Gave me MUHAMMAD IJAZ Courage with These Following Words

Dear friend, Muhammad Ijaz, I have learned that it's not exactly "WHAT" you do with your life that is the key to joy and fulfillment. It's "HOW" you pursue your dream and express your loving spirit. My mother was a waitress most her life. She didn't become wealthy being a waitress, but she was able to care for a family of 5 all on her own because her customers always tipped her well. Many of her customers wouldn't eat at the restaurant unless they could sit at her table. This is true success my friend. If others believe in you because you "EARNED" their trust and respect, then you will always have opportunities in life. So don't worry about "WHAT" the dream is today. Dreams may change over the years. Focus on "HOW" you intend to express yourself and approach the goal at hand. Pursue it with all of your heart and soul and the world will either give it to you, or present you with a new dream, a new challenge.... I believe in you. JRB

Joe sent this article for IJAZI VET explaining the reason which inspired him to write.

The following story is about how a sad event awoke the Voice within me.
The eighties were over, and it was 1990. I was seventeen years old, and one day I was driving down the unpaved streets of Guadalajara, Mexico in an old, beat up Ford. I was sitting in the front, next to my uncle Beto, who was at the wheel. In the back seat were my three cousins: the twins, Maricelo and Rosio, age eight, and Juan age fourteen. Our mood was very melancholy because the purpose of my trip was to support my mother and sisters during a very difficult time.
I remember the bumpy road and the rattle of the Ford’s hubcaps. My family in Mexico was not familiar with the luxuries we take for granted here in the States. We turned the corner onto a paved street, and suddenly one of the twins yelled out, “Oh look! The new fancy American restaurant is open!”
I turned to look, and my jaw dropped. “You mean McDonald’s?” I asked. I looked back at their beaming faces and asked in Spanish, “You kids have never eaten McDonald’s before?”
They looked up at me. “No, we haven’t.”
I reached into my back pocket to check my wallet. I had a job at the time, so I had some spending money on me. I glanced at my uncle and asked him to turn the car around. “We’re going to McDonald’s,” I proclaimed.
For a moment, the mood in the Ford turned cheerful as we pulled up to the golden arches. We stood in line for about forty-five minutes to order the same burger and fries you would get at any McDonald’s back home, but for four times the cost. I felt like I was at a fancy restaurant that used the Mickey D logo.
I will never forget staring at those kids eating a McDonald’s hamburger and fries for the very first time. I tried to remember what my first burger tasted like.
All of a sudden, Juan turned to me and said, “So you're going to college soon?”
“Yep,” I said as nonchalantly as possible.
“And you're going to play football for your university?” he asked.
I responded with another American “yep.”
He looked down at his food and said in a soft voice, “I’m probably going to learn a trade pretty soon so I can help my brothers and sisters.” He set his burger down and looked up at me as if I were the tallest man on earth. “Primo,” he said. “I wish I was like you, I wish I had your life." His eyes looked right into me, and for the very first time, I felt an overwhelming sadness.
I was staring into the eyes of a young man who was mourning the death of his mother, a woman who had been the closest thing to a saint on this earth. Just a few days earlier, she had been taken from her children and murdered.
Juan picked up his burger and made short work of it. I looked away. I felt like the smallest man on the planet. There I was, the most fortunate person at that table, and everyone knew it but me. That night, I lay on the floor of my aunt’s living room and replayed the events of that day over and over again in my head. I had never felt so much anguish and pain in my life. I was watching these people pick up the pieces of their life. I was overwhelmed.
I began to cry so hard I could barely breathe for hours, but finally I calmed down and fell asleep. In the morning, my mother found me in the kitchen and asked me if I was ok. She could tell that I had been crying all night.
“Mom,” I said, “I am so mad and hurt. I feel so horrible for these kids. They have so little when I have so much. And now they don’t even have their mother anymore.” I began to cry again “It hurts so bad.”
Mom looked at me and said, “Mijo, your heart bleeds so much because you care so much. Your father would have been very proud of the man you are today.”
I had heard my mother’s Voice. As I thanked her for everything, at that moment I knew that nothing would ever be the same for me again. I knew that I had to make a difference in the world because a fourteen-year-old boy named Juan would have done anything to find out what it meant to be me. So I started writing. I write about every feeling and thought that comes into mind. I live my life as if there is no tomorrow. I take everything life gives me and try to give back ten times as much, and I do this in honor of my aunt, her children, my cousins, my uncles, my immediate family … and you. Because in the end, nothing matters as much as the love you give to others.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

IJAZI VET converted into IJAZI VETERINARY JOURNAL and IJAZI LITERARY MAGAZINE.

This is the editorial of IJAZI MAGAZINE 2nd edition.IJAZI MAGAZINE will be converted into two other costituents,1.IJAZI literary magazine that will be supervised by a female which will be consisted  of stories and columns of the people around the globe.It will be published in URDU inshAllah.2nd costituent will be IJAZI VETERINARY JOURNAL which will be consisted of Veterinary articles and reseaches in veterinary field.I shall inshAllah supervise it.I am very happy to announce here that we gathered support not only from inside the country but also from abroad specially Dr.Lawal Muhammad Anka from Nigeria and Joe Brown Chairman THE VOICE (A HUMAN JOURNEY) from USA encouraged me a lot in this regard.I feel that I am lucky to have such type of cooperation from abroad.Ch.Muhammad Ali Akhtar ( ex candidate for Legislative Assembly of Azad Kashmir) awarded me with 3000 thousand PKRS I am very much thankful to him from core of my heart because being a student I got very much courage from this support.

Monday, December 6, 2010

IJAZISM and Its Four Fundamentals

IJAZISM is an awareness compaign which is for bringing change in the thoughts of the people.There are some simple things in our lives We do not go in their depth by which We fail to understand the importance and vitality of those simple things so we want only to highlight those simple things.IJAZISM is a name of an effort.

Four Fundamentals of IJAZISM

1.Love and Tolerance
    Love and Tolerance both are inter related.A steal man can bow before love but a weak person can be so strict on insult and hatred.Tolerance is an other key which is a asset of a person.We should tolerate others,their abilities,their outlooks and their prosperity.

2.Success (confidence, determination and hope)
    Confidence arises from simplicity.If we suggest a voyage for ourselves then we need to have confidence in our abilities, firm determination and a alive hope till success.

3.Education and Poverty
     Education is a basic pillar of a nation's progress.Poverty is the root of all the problems and education is the solution of all the problems.We want to create awareness about vitality and importance of education in our society because edducation is light and poverty is darkness.

4.Change
     Our lives are slaves of our self introduced traditions.We want to encourage the people  to dare to come out from these insulting traditions because humen is supreme.

We  want to work on broad scale.We have a treasure of guidance from e.g. Islamic Humanitarian Teachings, Hazrat Ali Razi Allah Anho, and from west Del Carnegi,Shakespeare and Stephen R Covey.We seek supprt from you in the form of text, audios,videos and booklets based on new and thought provoking ideas and concepts........
From
        DOCTOR MUHAMMAD IJAZ KASHMIRI