Fahim Habib
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Hi there! I'm a content writer with 15 years of experience creating engaging and informative articles, blog posts, product descriptions, and more. I specialize in writing for various industries, including technology, health and wellness.
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The real enemy of knowledge and literature
The wonderful success and acceptance of the award story One-Two-Thiry is a special grace and blessing of Allah Almighty on His servant, for which no matter how much we thank Him, it is a great blessing. The dars have their right to be part of the movement, and above all, a mirage of awards market set up by self-made, so-called mindless writers, wandering poets, profitable publishers in the name of awards, gold medals, shields, certificates of appreciation. The story of the self-made award story, which opens the entire fortress of greed and greed of the so-called journalistic organizations and their useless bodies and tells what the nameless people and self-made journalistic people have done in the name of the literary award. Gul is feeding and how and how to reward people with awards and if they are awarding people, what are the real motives behind putting on self-made award show dramas? Of course, after reading the award story one to three, the readers will have guessed what I was saying, what I wanted to say and what was the real message to all the real writers, writers, biographers, especially newspaper editors across Pakistan. The aim is nothing else than to decorate fake awards like lies, deception, cheating, to award nameless untruthful people, to decorate the award ceremonies on real performance, quality and merit in an unfair environment, encouraging the famous real writers, writers. It is to be encouraged that some mirage awards ceremony, some self-made journalistic organizations are trying to take away the real knowledge and knowledge from the people, but the fact is that the awards given by these people and organizations have no value at all. There is something special in the society of the people who give these awards. From self to self to self, me and you, andha bante ryoriyan, marmard apniyan nao, wala matter. A mirage of special people in front of people who have eyes in the world of science and literature. The award is a thin spectacle in which all the "great artists" are flatterers, dramatists Jee Huzoori's loved ones, infiltrators, disguised, accidental journalists, together just for a drama and fake award, look confused and confused. Not even a famous journalist, columnist, story writer, writer is seen, so the question arises that what is this? Hypocrisy, Ji Huzuri or something else. They must be ashamed and embarrassed because I understand how it is to meet some fraudulent, deceitful people? Has the call of knowledge and literature fallen so much that only these people are left to meet in the journalistic world or award ceremony. What would be a big joke if a few stupid and unconscious people, who have no way of speaking, no manners and manners of talking, speak one thing and give another answer, education is also nominal and to persons with doctor and PhD degrees. It is a pity that the givers are not at all ashamed of it, the worthy recipients should realize what they are doing. Why are you doing it? Why are you doing it? After all, sinking your own name and position like that, but on what? I have often seen famous columnists, writers, story writers taking awards from useless people who are the products of accidental journalism. I have only one question for the real writers, writers, shining stars in the fields of science and literature, are you so angry with your writings, stories, creations that you forget your real journalistic services, your real award, fake self-created awards. Run behind, the so-called organizations and accidental journalistic productions have been given a boost and then there are people who have no positive role in the society, no work, just their false glory in offices and camps. In order to show off his lust and lust, all the time, like fools, sometimes here and there, just for a pat of the personality and a pat on the back, running along with the presence of Vade Nikke Thanedar, looking day and night to get blessings. come. They know it as an honor and pride to go and stay in some door sometimes. The meaning and profession of journalism are not fit in any way from the perspective of prophethood. The funeral of journalism is a thing that comes out of the smoke. People of knowledge and wisdom. There is a place to think. Why are we just walking around in the self-made yard market in the string of past awards completely alienated from reason and understanding, and even walking and meeting with the real enemies of knowledge and literature, with well-wishers? Not at all. Our real and true benefactors and benefactors are especially the editors and editors of newspapers, magazines, and magazines, thanks to whom our name and our identity are today. The real and true platform of journalism is this newspaper and no one else, understand it. Need to think. Even if it is for a moment, because sometimes one moment is heavier than a thousand moments.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Motivation
The Never-Ending Road
Finally, after a long wait, he saw that white car approaching him. She breathed a sigh of relief when the wait was over and approached the approaching car. This was the car she was eagerly waiting for. At that hour of the night, he had been standing on this deserted road for almost half an hour and his booked car was not coming. As soon as she sat in the car, she took out her mobile from her bag and started running her fingers on its glowing screen. Maybe she was sending a message to someone. He turned off the mobile phone and kept it in his lap and turned his eyes towards the outside from the car window.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Earth
The Washerman's Son: A Story of Blind Love
Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya, a famous Sufi saint, often used to say phrase that "only the washerman's son came out lucky from us, we couldn't do that much". His devotees were curious to know what he meant by this, so they asked him about the washerman's son.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Families
The Sacrifice for Love
"But now I will take your sister as the ritual of Wini and then I will take your revenge from this fragile soul and thus I can imagine how much you will suffer seeing her worse condition. then He said while sitting comfortably, because thus now he had understood that thus Jack’s sister is the parrot in which Jack’s soul resides. then Now he was on the verge of taking revenge for his humiliation thus from this unknown person. No, never, thus I will not leave you alive. It is a man’s child, so kill me now. thus Why does he take revenge on women like a coward? In his words, Momin, then “Come, see, don’t you, don’t look at me.” So take it and die. “Wait, if punishment is to be given, then give it to me, not to my brother. thus I am ready to go to Wini, because blood is paid for blood, which my brother did not do, and honor for the honor.” then Before that, thus he used to fire on the strong sound of a delicate gender, thus his grip on the revolver loosened. Alice, thus who was preparing to go somewhere with Aishel, turned towards her when the phone rang. then Seeing her sister-in-law calling, she picked up the phone and greeted her. Oh Maada, how are our Sweets? thus He asked in a cheerful tone, and then when he heard Olivia’s sobs in response, she was shocked. The hearts of three people had forgotten to beat at this sound. What happened, my sister-in-law, immediately became serious. Alice, please save Jack.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Humans
The Story of Hazrat Yousuf (AS)
Hazrat Yousuf (AS) was a prophet and a son of Prophet Ya'qub (AS) who was blessed with extraordinary beauty and intelligence. He was born in Canaan, which is present-day Palestine, and he had eleven brothers. His mother was Prophet Ya'qub's (AS) favorite wife, Rachel, and as such, Yousuf (AS) was his favorite son.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Families
A Survival Story
It was supposed to be a routine hiking trip in the mountains, but things quickly took a turn for the worse. Max and his friends, Mark and Samantha, had been hiking for hours when a sudden storm hit. The wind picked up, and the rain came down in sheets. The trail became treacherous, and before they knew it, they were lost.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Earth
"A coming-of-age story"
As a child, Emily had always dreamed of adventure. She would spend hours lost in her imagination, imagining herself as a brave hero on a quest to save the world. But as she grew older, the realities of life began to set in. Her parents divorced when she was twelve, and she found herself shuttled back and forth between two homes, never quite feeling like she belonged in either.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Families
"The Rise of the Shadow Cult: A Tale of Love, Loyalty, and the Battle for Arathia"
"The Rise of the Shadow Cult: A Tale of Love, Loyalty, and the Battle for Arathia" In the magical world of Alveria, the Kingdom of Arathia had long been ruled by the wise and just Queen Althea. But her reign was threatened by the rise of the Shadow Cult, a group of powerful sorcerers who sought to overthrow her and establish their own rule.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Families
India vs Pakistan
India and Pakistan are two neighboring countries in South Asia that have had a long and complex history. From their shared history of British colonialism to their bitter partition in 1947, these two countries have had a tumultuous relationship. The rivalry between India and Pakistan is characterized by political tensions, border disputes, and religious conflicts. This article will delve deeper into the historical context and current state of relations between India and Pakistan.
By Fahim Habibabout a year ago in Earth