These are love letters articles

You may not have considered it. The practice of letter writing is on the rise. Gone are the days when the postman would only bring electricity, gas and water bills. Their gait is also clearly visible. There was a time when a letter was called a half-meeting. Because there was love in it, and love too. It was not possible to put eyes only in the eyes, so it was called a half meeting. But the letters of this race and cloth are leaving the page and in their place is a smartphone on the palm or WhatsApp which press six or seven buttons on it, no good is required and no prayer is good, just the conversation started that conversation No business done. So who is in the habit of writing a letter, sticking a ticket on it and going to the letter box and then waiting for an answer for six or seven days? There are no sentences and they are not sweet and funny phrases mixed in sweetness. It is a big loss and it is very big. This digital age will make our time so spotless, colorless and colorless, we did not think so.

After reading the letters of my friends coming out of my fifty-year-old papers, my heart is in the same condition as I have described above. Today I am reminded of my beloved friend Muhammad Omar Memon who was an example of friendship and compassion that passed away. We met for the first time in London after which it was heartbreaking to say that we have lost fifty years of life and why we have not met before. Let me tell you that Mohammad Omar Memon belonged to a highly educated family. He was associated with an American university and was working tirelessly for the promotion of Urdu. Introduced the Western world to the masterpieces of Urdu literature and published a high literary, educational and research magazine. He was in a mild mood but his work was noisy. Read his letter. Such letters were once called love letters:

August 3 - Medicine. United States

Brother Abidi's journey to Andalusia, in spite of the scorching heat, was instructive and heartwarming on the one hand and so pleasant on the other, but the meetings I had with you in London had their own distinct color: faint faint, strange heart fascination. Smelling with the flame of love. I am sorry for the days gone by, the fifty years that passed in ignorance of each other. True, brother, both you and your sister-in-law impressed me immensely. That hospitality, that sense of camaraderie, what more do you need to survive?

Yesterday I mailed a copy of the yearbook to your office address. Will arrive within a month. He will tell his sister-in-law that I may have written to Ajmal Kamal from Cordoba or Ashbela to release his name from the next issue. Two days after arriving here, I received a letter from Ajmal Kamal, the sadness and frustration of his tone. He is a man of mature looks and strong will, but the current situation in Karachi has shaken him too. Let me quote a sentence: The question of school interest now is whether death will come first or madness. Among the nightmares that haunt the brain day and night, the most common is to be killed by a bullet while walking. All other cases are worse. "

These are love letters

You may not have considered it. The practice of letter writing is on the rise. Gone are the days when the postman would only bring electricity, gas and water bills. Their gait is also clearly visible. There was a time when a letter was called a half-meeting. Because there was love in it, and love too. It was not possible to put eyes only in the eyes, so it was called a half meeting. But the letters of this race and cloth are leaving the page and in their place is a smartphone on the palm or WhatsApp which press six or seven buttons on it, no good is required and no prayer is good, just the conversation started that conversation No business done. So who is in the habit of writing a letter, sticking a ticket on it and going to the letter box and then waiting for an answer for six or seven days? There are no sentences and they are not sweet and funny phrases mixed in sweetness. It is a big loss and it is very big. This digital age will make our time so spotless, colorless and colorless, we did not think so.

After reading the letters of my friends coming out of my fifty-year-old papers, my heart is in the same condition as I have described above. Today I am reminded of my beloved friend Muhammad Omar Memon who was an example of friendship and compassion that passed away. We met for the first time in London after which it was heartbreaking to say that we have lost fifty years of life and why we have not met before. Let me tell you that Mohammad Omar Memon belonged to a highly educated family. He was associated with an American university and was working tirelessly for the promotion of Urdu. Introduced the Western world to the masterpieces of Urdu literature and published a high literary, educational and research magazine. He was in a mild mood but his work was noisy. Read his letter. Such letters were once called love letters:

August 3 - Medicine. United States

Brother Abidi's journey to Andalusia, in spite of the scorching heat, was instructive and heartwarming on the one hand and so pleasant on the other, but the meetings I had with you in London had their own distinct color: faint faint, strange heart fascination. Smelling with the flame of love. I am sorry for the days gone by, the fifty years that passed in ignorance of each other. True, brother, both you and your sister-in-law impressed me immensely. That hospitality, that sense of camaraderie, what more do you need to survive?

Yesterday I mailed a copy of the yearbook to your office address. Will arrive within a month. He will tell his sister-in-law that I may have written to Ajmal Kamal from Cordoba or Ashbela to release his name from the next issue. Two days after arriving here, I received a letter from Ajmal Kamal, the sadness and frustration of his tone. He is a man of mature looks and strong will, but the current situation in Karachi has shaken him too. Let me quote a sentence: The question of school interest now is whether death will come first or madness. Among the nightmares that haunt the brain day and night, the most common is to be killed by a bullet while walking. All other cases are worse. "

I hope my book by Ralph Russell has been sent to you by now. Will tell

This chain of brotherhood should continue. It will be remembered from time to time. Now that Mir Sahib has gone to your Bazm and also to my Bazm. I am writing to Ralph Russell which of the "General Road" stops I like; he will translate it into ۱۹۹۶'s yearbook. Intended to publish. This letter will definitely be read to Bhabhi Sahiba and I will also thank her for her warm hospitality. Greetings from me to Obaid Siddiqui. I will write a separate letter to him soon. Yours: Muhammad Omar Memon

And this next letter, immersed in love, will introduce itself. I am copying word for word. Read and think

Mr. Reza Ali Abidi, peace be upon you

Dear Moaz! I wish you well from God Almighty. I am a prisoner of 5 years and I am imprisoned in Central Jail Dera Ismail Khan. I have been listening to the BBC regularly for five years. And I welcome you to visit Pakistan. And you are visiting many areas of Pakistan like Peshawar, Pindi, Karachi, Lahore, Dera Ismail Khan, Dera Ghazi Khan and especially Dera Ismail Khan when I visited. We are happy to hear this and when you visit Dera Ismail Khan District, include the visit to the Central Jail Dera Ismail Khan, located at a distance of 2 furlongs in front of you. And we will be very grateful. We invite you to visit DI Khan Jail and we wish the prisoners, maybe we hope that you will also visit Dera Jail instead of DI Khan. And special We will talk to the prisoners. I do not reveal my name because this is a prison and we are punished for these letters. We will be grateful for your visit to the prison. (Thanks)

Peace be upon you, only the prisoner brother dated 24-3-94

Then what happened Listen up In the evening, the elders of Dera Ismail Khan met the city. The meeting was frozen. This letter of the prisoner brother was mentioned in the conversation. Prison officials were present at the top. "Just tomorrow mor9ing you will be taken to the jail," he said. When I arrived the next morning, I was ready to receive him. The prison tour began. Gangs of prisoners were sitting in different places. He was told that this was Raza Ali Abidi. Who invited them to visit? No one spoke. Many times it was kindly said that tell me who called. Keep quiet I also did not say anything so that no prisoner brother would get into trouble.

This chain of brotherhood should continue. It will be remembered from time to time. Now that Mir Sahib has gone to your Bazm and also to my Bazm. I am writing to Ralph Russell which of the "General Road" stops I like; he will translate it into ۱۹۹۶'s yearbook. Intended to publish. This letter will definitely be read to Bhabhi Sahiba and I will also thank her for her warm hospitality. Greetings from me to Obaid Siddiqui. I will write a separate letter to him soon. Yours: Muhammad Omar Memon

And this next letter, immersed in love, will introduce itself. I am copying word for word. Read and think

Mr. Reza Ali Abidi, peace be upon you

Dear Moaz! I wish you well from God Almighty. I am a prisoner of 5 years and I am imprisoned in Central Jail Dera Ismail Khan. I have been listening to the BBC regularly for five years. And I welcome you to visit Pakistan. And you are visiting many areas of Pakistan like Peshawar, Pindi, Karachi, Lahore, Dera Ismail Khan, Dera Ghazi Khan and especially Dera Ismail Khan when I visited. We are happy to hear this and when you visit Dera Ismail Khan District, include the visit to the Central Jail Dera Ismail Khan, located at a distance of 2 furlongs in front of you. And we will be very grateful. We invite you to visit DI Khan Jail and we wish the prisoners, maybe we hope that you will also visit Dera Jail instead of DI Khan. And special We will talk to the prisoners. I do not reveal my name because this is a prison and we are punished for these letters. We will be grateful for your visit to the prison. (Thanks)

Peace be upon you, only the prisoner brother dated 24-3-94

Then what happened Listen up In the evening, the elders of Dera Ismail Khan met the city. The meeting was frozen. This letter of the prisoner brother was mentioned in the conversation. Prison officials were present at the top. "Just tomorrow mor9ing you will be taken to the jail," he said. When I arrived the next morning, I was ready to receive him. The prison tour began. Gangs of prisoners were sitting in different places. He was told that this was Raza Ali Abidi. Who invited them to visit? No one spoke. Many times it was kindly said that tell me who called. Keep quiet I also did not say anything so that no prisoner brother would get into trouble.

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