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Pioneer For Democracy
Benazir Bhutto Biography
Former Prime Minister of Pakistan
Benazir Bhutto Date of birth: June 21, 1953
Date of death: December 27, 2007
Benazir Bhutto was born in Karachi, Pakistan to a prominent political family. At age 16 she left her homeland to study at Harvard's Radcliffe College. After completing her undergraduate degree at Radcliffe she studied at England's Oxford University, where she was awarded a second degree in 1977.
Later that year she returned to Pakistan where her father, Zulfikar Ali Bhutto, had been elected prime minister, but days after her arrival, the military seized power and her father was imprisoned. In 1979 he was hanged by the military government of General Zia Ul Haq.
Bhutto herself was also arrested many times over the following years, and was detained for three years before being permitted to leave the country in 1984. She settled in London, but along with her two brothers, she founded an underground organization to resist the military dictatorship. When her brother died in 1985, she returned to Pakistan for his burial, and was again arrested for participating in anti-government rallies.
She returned to London after her release, and martial law was lifted in Pakistan at the end of the year. Anti-Zia demonstrations resumed and Benazir Bhutto returned to Pakistan in April 1986. The public response to her return was tumultuous, and she publicly called for the resignation of Zia Ul Haq, whose government had executed her father.
She was elected co-chairwoman of the Pakistan People's Party (PPP) along with her mother, and when free elections were finally held in 1988, she herself became Prime Minister. At 35, she was one of the youngest chief executives in the world, and the first woman to serve as prime minister in an Islamic country.
Only two years into her first term, President Ghulam Ishaq Khan dismissed Bhutto from office. She initiated an anti-corruption campaign, and in 1993 was re-elected as Prime Minister. While in office, she brought electricity to the countryside and built schools all over the country. She made hunger, housing and health care her top priorities, and looked forward to continuing to modernize Pakistan.
At the same time, Bhutto faced constant opposition from the Islamic fundamentalist movement. Her brother Mir Murtaza, who had been estranged from Benazir since their father's death, returned from abroad and leveled charges of corruption at Benazir's husband, Asif Ali Zardari. Mir Murtaza died when his bodyguard became involved in a gunfight with police in Karachi. The Pakistani public was shocked by this turn of events and PPP supporters were divided over the charges against Zardari.
In 1996 President Leghari of Pakistan dismissed Benazir Bhutto from office, alleging mismanagement, and dissolved the National Assembly. A Bhutto re-election bid failed in 1997, and the next elected government, headed by the more conservative Nawaz Sharif, was overthrown by the military. Bhutto's husband was imprisoned, and once again, she was forced to leave her homeland. For nine years, she and her children lived in exile in London, where she continued to advocate the restoration of democracy in Pakistan. In the autumn of 2007, in the face of death threats from radical Islamists, and the hostility of the government, she returned to her native country.
Although she was greeted by enthusiastic crowds, within hours of her arrival, her motorcade was attacked by a suicide bomber. She survived this first assassination attempt, although more than 100 bystanders died in the attack. With national elections scheduled for January 2008, her Pakistan People's Party was poised for a victory that would make Bhutto prime minister once again. Only a few weeks before the election, the extremists struck again. After a campaign rally in Rawalpindi, a gunman fired at her car before detonating a bomb, killing himself and more than 20 bystanders. Bhutto was rushed to the hospital, but soon succumbed to injuries suffered in the attack. In the wake of her death, rioting erupted throughout the country. The loss of the country's most popular democratic leader has plunged Pakistan into turmoil, intensifying the dangerous instability of a nuclear-armed nation in a highly volatile region.
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On Mother's Day
MOTHER-
THE EPITOME OF LOVE AND AFFECTION
Man is the most intelligent of all animals on earth. Its superiority over all other animals has been proved again and again. But what can we attribute to this superiority to? This superiority is the result of intelligence compounded with some virtues. These virtues have given rise to humanity. And one aspect that stands above all the other attributes of humanity is, love. Love is common even with animals. There are different types of love, but the greatest among them is the motherly love or the love of a mother.
Nobody is capable of loving a mother in the same way a mother loves her child. In fact, what Gandhiji said, “As god cannot be present everywhere; he created Mother to take care of her children. All mothers are born only to love.” An ugly man, a cripple, a criminal, whatever a person might be, he will always be loved by his mother. A mother derives endless joy from her child. She prides herself on her child. So a child sleeping on the lap of his/her mother has interested the painters of all ages.
The Italian Renaissance painter, Raphel’s famous work, “THE MADONA AND THE CHILD”was followed up by many artists who produced their own paintings on the same topic.
It would be however wrong to say that a mother loves only the child to whom she has given birth. Numerous example can be cited which clearly indicate the fact that a mother might also love a child whom she hasn’t given birth. Coming across the history, we find Romulus and Remus, who as babies, were left alone in the forest to be killed by the wild animals. But fortunately they were saved by the animals and were grown up by a wolf. When they grew up they found the city of Rome.
Recently a photograph in all the leading dailies showed a kitten fed on the milk of a dog along with other puppies. The rivalry between a cat and a dog is well known to us. But the mother dog understands the plight of the kitten that has lost its mother; or does not recognize her mother. Even belonging to different species does not hinder motherly love.
So what better examples can we find, which depicts a mother’s love better than this?
TODAY IS ‘MOTHER’S DAY’. THOUGH IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO THANK A MOTHER FOR WHAT SHE DOES FOR US, AS A SMALL TOKEN OF OUR LOVE AND GRATITUDE,
I SALLUTE ALL THE MOTHERS……
BECAUSE TODAY WHATEVER WE ARE, WHOEVER WE ARE, IS BECAUSE OF THEM. WITHOUT THEM WE ARE NOTHING.
Maa Tujhe Saalam
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An Amazing Love Story
An amazing Love Story
He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after
her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the
party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due
to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too
nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please;
let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "Would you please give me
some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."
Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near
the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,
just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While
saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.
That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell
out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home,
has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about
her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice
talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all
her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was
such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty
coffee!
Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess
married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And,
every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she
knew that's the way he liked it.
After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said
to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so
nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was
hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie
to you for anything..
Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty
coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".
Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?
It's sweet. She replied.
Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, not 2 let go but 2 HOLD ON !!!! Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.
Find one, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."
If u open this U have to repost it or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life!!!!!!!............
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