People thinks
war is a Competition
Between
Weapons, People,
Forces or Nation,
But its a Battle of
PRAYERS before ALLAH
between Our Mothers
and
Thier Mothers.
The Question is,
Whose SON will come
back with
Flag in his Hands
and whose SON come
back with
FLAG Cover his Body.
I was told at my Birth that
I dont Belong to my Parents..
My Destiny, My Dreams
Belong Only
to
PAKISTAN.
"Lets Unite in the WAR AGAINST INDIA"
"PAKISTAN ZINDABAD"
Without faith, hope and trust there is not promise for the future
and without a promising future, life has no direction, no meaning
and no justification.
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Write your name in kindness, love, and mercy on the hearts of thousands you come in contact with year by year, and you will never be forgotten. Your name and your good deeds will shine as the stars of heaven.
