A Trip to URI project

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Uri power station is run-of-the-river (purely ROR) scheme with an installed capacity of 480 MW (4 X 120MW) to harnesses the Hydropower potential of river Jhelum. It is located in Baramulla district of Jammu & Kashmir. The project comprises of a 21.5 m high & 95 m long barrage with 4 penstock of 283m length and 5.0 m diameter each. The underground power house with installed capacity of 480MW houses 4 units of 120MW capacity each designed to operate under the net rated head of 222.5m and designed to generate 2587 million units in a 90% dependable year with 95% machine availability. Units I & II were commissioned in the month of April 1997,January 1997 and Unit III & IV in the month of March 1997 respectively. The beneficiary states of this power station are Chandigarh, Delhi, Himachal Pradesh, Haryana, Jammu & Kashmir, Punjab, Rajasthan, Uttrakhand & Uttar Pradesh.
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Today the dynamic team of HSS Hadipora paid a maiden visit to this hydel power project. The team left for the Site at 12: 05 pm in high profile vehicle. By 1:00 pm, the team had reached Boniyar town where it took lunch comprised of full kashmiri Wazwan.
The team was led by Haji Ali Mohammad, and the technical arrangements were looked into by Javid Iqbal.
The party reached Gingil hamlet by 2:30 where we were given the necessary documents including visiting permission.
At reaching the main gate of the project, A high profile officer greeted us and took us to the security officer. This officer showed great regards to the party for having friendly relations with Javid Iqbal Shah.
We were boarded in a vehicle, and it took us inside the tunnel for half a kilometer.
Next we entered Control Room where the officer Incharge provided us two guides who took us round the project. We felt mesmerised to see the Engineering work of the project.
We were overwhelmed with joy to see the things with naked eyes.
All the members were seen emotional while commenting on the project.

Tanveer Sir exclaimed,
"It was a dream come true visit for me. I will never forget this visit. My message for Shahid Sir, my friend,will be. That he should visit here at the earliest".
Haji sahab said,
"The world comprise of two types of people-
1.those who have seen the Uri power Project
2.those who have not seen it". We are happy enough that we saw it today.
Bashir sahab exclaimed, "It is a landmark exploration for me. I wish Shah Sahab would have been with us. "

Fazl Shahab was seen saying,
"This scenery will remain alive in my mind forever. I wish Our another team should visit here at the earliest. "
Definitely this visit mesmerised us, extended us soulful moments, and kept us spellbound for the whole day.
It was a dream come true day for us.
By:
Tariq Ahmad Malik

A voyage To The Hearts

A Voyage To The Hearts

Tariq Ahmad Malik

Tariq Ahmad Malik(Aatif)

It was his maiden journey to the sea .The morning breezes were smoothening the otherwise rough surfaces of the sea. The sea was as calm as the dead of the night .They were fifty people boarded on the ship watching with curious eyes how the water slipped past the ship. Thus sailed their ship on and on, without lending anyone curiosity to look deeper in the water shells. Aatif’s attitude was no different from the world that sailed with him to the Elephanta Caves. It was the voyage of nine nautical miles across the sea from the Gate Way of India.

The other day Aatif reached his work place. The voyage of the sea was still abuzz in his mind .He was mindless of the fact that at his work place scores of little children, brimmed with divine innocence ,had constantly been zooming their attention towards him. Their eyes were all agleam with hope and trust , and their lips bedecked with utmost curiosity for knowledge and wisdom. The irony of the situation was that Aatif was not a bit interested in their endeavors. To him theses little monsters were yet another burden on his fragile shoulders .He talked to them thoughtlessly without showing any care for their sentiments.

The innocent cries had ,however, found a breathing ground.  They would feel their tongues getting honey drenched by exclaiming the name of their teacher. Every moment they would feel the distance being scaled rapidly. Their teacher ,however, had failed to inspire them .He was least bothered of the fact that these colourful birds had just left their nests. They had left behind  cradles, the lap of the mothers, the warm beddings, the courtyard, and the rooms stuffed with colorful toys. Aatif had,however, this much of realization that these children were exploring every possibility to bring their teacher round. Under his nose, Aatif would listen to the gossips of these children. Some little boy would narrate how he got crossed with his mother when he had demanded pocket money.Little girls would often complain  of the confrontations which their brothers warranted on them. Everyday some little angel would gift Aatif some soiled apples.The malady ,however, persisted. Aatif did hardly rate their sharing and caring with proper measures.

One evening enlightenment came,and Aatif’s stream of consciousness was evoken. He could not help recollecting the moments which the school children had gifted him.He realized that their world knew only blessing and interestingly he was the pivot of their world.Soon Aatif found his eyes getting wet with tears.He resolved to become the ideal teacher for his ideal students.He waited impatiently to see the new day dawning.

The next day the transformation started .Aatif took his children to the playground, and made them into a circle. He winged their arms flat and chained them together .A thunder of laughter filled the environs.Aatif played “The Lion and The Goat” with the children .At the end of the game all the little angles came and flocked around their teacher and hugged him tight .This was the first time that Aatif had felt some sweetness springing from the hearts of the children and making the teacher feel the happiest creature of the whole world.

Aatif had now discovered the offerings of his sharing and caring attitude.He started to mingle with them every day and found them every inch receptive.If some body would be absent ,he would now miss them badly.One day a student kept absent for successive three days.The fourth day Aatif went to his home to know his whereabouts.I saw his parents getting emotional on seeing the caring  teacher at home.The parents started blessing Aatif  whole heartedly for the reason he was caring their son to that extent.That day ,Aatif discovered that it worked wonder when a teacher makes the parents believe that their son  or daughter meant a word for him.He could anow find a reason to believe that the parents could be convinced to be play their role in nurturing the career of their children.

Aatif would now believe that the children were by every definition ,a divine gift to the mankind.Unlike the grownups ,children never compromised their innocence .The innocence, purity, and sincerity was their hallmark. Their hatred,joulsy,and prejudice,if any ,was short lived .It were they who made the teacher feel special.

Aatif owed all his experience in the profession of teaching to his students.There were now dozens of incidents to recollect to this effect. He recalled one such incident.

One day he paid a visit to a friend.His friend ,by that time, was not at home.His wife told Aatif to wait for sometimes as he was expected to come within half an hour. Aatif entered the main hall.He sat and kept waiting.Soon an eight year old girl approached him with a half dozen dolls.She started playing with these dolls.Aatif found a reason to talk to the girl,

“Which of the toys do you love the most?”

The girl showed her a broken doll ,and answered, “This is the doll which I love most.”

Aatif was confused how a broken doll could be so dear to this child.He asked the girl the reason.She answered with all innocence,

“If I don’t love this wrecked doll, who else will love it?”

The response of the innocent girl brought tears to his eyes.He had never tasted such an amount of wisdom from such a little child before.He was now evoken to the new reality.True is the philosophy that says Child is the father of man.Aatif determined to dedicate all his time for the betterment of children.

How could Aatif make the personality of his students shine, was now a million dollar exploration.He resolved to put in endless efforts for his children.His chest would expand with pride to see his students in action. He started to look for endeavors of his children,and turned his efforts in that direction.

On his part ,Aatif was now very particular about the children.He wanted to see them grooming into advanced learners.He explored every possible opportunity to develop good communication skills in his students.

Aatif drove his students to debates, quiz shows, skits ,performing arts, and other workshops .He started using morning assembly sessions for making students acquire different skills. Morality and value friendly life style remained his priority. Soon he saw the reflection of his efforts quite vividly in his children. He did never believe in making favorites among students.He wanted all the teachers should organize sharing sessions for the students .He believed that the sharing sessions motivated the students to overcome their shyness. He kept golden bells invariably ringing for them.The students would visit library quite often to see Aatif passing directions. He had motivated them to have discussion sessions in the library room.He kept a record of the students who inspired him with their inborn talent, and tried to hone their talent.

He believed that students be given to realize their potential, and be helped to absorb positive self concept.He believed in discipline but never used the rod to prevent mischievous activities.

This narrator believes that Aatif would be still enjoying his enterprising aptitude somewhere. His approach has now acquired good currency. Many of his students have opted for teaching, and they are taking Aatif’s mission forward.

Poem "A memorable Sight" by Reyaz Rabbani, and its analysis by Tariq Ahmad Tariq

Analysis by
Tariq Ahmad Tariq
Rafiabad Adbi Markaz

In the first place the poem appears to have been written to suit the children's tastes. The poet has done no ground work, has not found any striking idea worth spreading, but has straight away started making the thread of seemingly rhyming words.
Yes, he has succeeded in doing so. The begining appears good. A symbolic treatment has been preffered at the outset, but the poet has got exposed very soon.
Starting the story from the apple tree. Where in,  the bee flies and finds pleasant places, covered with wonders on either side.
Here in, keeping the perspective of bee at the back burner, the thread seems to be losing essence. The grammar has also been not taken due care of . "Enter "should have been "entered".
I found little children dive, they share love like close relations. This is totally some different idea that defeats the first one.
Then  the succeeding lines

Down in the grass............... height is found.
This couplet, if for the supposition's sake it is, has again no coherence and cohesion with the initially crafted idea.

Dream being long
Could not not be compared to some beautiful song.

I wish to contrbute my every day with kids of play,
makes no sense.

Contribute towards the kids at play could have been logically correct. Ideas are like fighters, this phrase does also paralyse the logic.
The poem seems to be a  square peg pushed  into a round hole. The poet needs to learn the basics of the english poetry form, the style, the organic unity etc to groom himself into a good poet.
Hope the poet will emerge with vigor and vitality in his second attempt.
Tariq Ahmad Tariq

Tariq Ahad Tariq

A strange meeting

By:Tariq ahmad malik


A Strange meeting’
Hello friends; I am Tariq, your host, for the next fifteen minutes on a
strange journey. ’Well’, In the still of this moon-lit evening, I have had the pleasure of recording the views of the world’s leading writers and thinkers for our college magazine. To cash in on this occasion, I have chosen a striking topic. It is none other than all times attractive creature-‘woman’.
“In the beginning”, said a Persian poet,” Allah took a rose, a lily, a dove, a serpent, a little honey, a Dead-Sea apple, and a handful of clay. When he looked at the amalgam, it was a woman”.
To begin with, my very first question goes to Mr Nietzche. ‘Sir’- ‘would you please describe woman in your own version’

Nietzche: God created woman, and boredom did indeed cease from that moment; but many other things ceased as well. Woman was God’s second mistake’.

Tariq: ‘Oh! What a tough stand. It is too confusing to see a woman through the eyes of a man. Between the two beholders, one sees vivacity in her and the other frailty. Let’s know what James Stephen thinks about women’.

James Stephen: ‘women are wiser than men, because they know less and understand more’.

Tariq: ‘Frailty, thy name is woman’. It is what Shakespeare has to say. Women have every right to denounce this claim. But, Mr Plutarch claims that his view about women is above controversy. Mr Plutarch, may we have the pleasure of knowing it.

Plutarch: Yes, my view reads, “when candles are out, all women are fair’’.

Tariq: O! no-

Plutarch: O! yes-

Tariq: Truth is in itself an evidence. Mr O. Henry is looking curious to add something. Lets know how he adds his head-load of twigs to the fire.

O.Henry: “I wish to disclose a secret this time, but don’t pass on these remarks to my wife.The secret is, if men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they would never marry”.

Tariq: Oh ! no .

O.Henry: Oh! yes.

Tariq: Thomas Fuller’s heart is unmoved, even at seeing a gracious lady walking with a majestic gait. The man in him never stirs. Why is it so Mr Fuller.
Give woman thy whole heart, and she will break it.

Tariq:What do you say to it, Mr Prestwich.

Prestwich: Nothing-but, thanks for quoting my couplet to me.

Tariq:Mr Prestwich ,I am your fan ,that is why I quoted you .Anyway, we have in between us a great personality who has lately been sandwitched between the affirmation and negation of women .He is none other than Mr Ceruantes Mr Ceruantes, please expose us to the tastes of this sandwitch.

Ceruantes: Between a woman’s yes and no, there is not room for a pin to go.

Tariq :Stolen looks would be the source of joy for Thomas Morre, when he was young. But now he has matured to the reality and holds a revised stand. Yes, Mr Morre Has women still the same fascination for you?

Thomas Morre: My old books were women’s looks
And folly was all they taught me.

Tariq: What is beautiful and what is not only the beholder knows. But…what Mr Samuel Johnson knows about women is only known to him. ‘Yes’, Mr Johnson, please have your say about it.

Samuel Johnson: I am very fond of the company of ladies. I like their beauty. I like their delicacy .I like their vivacity ,and I like their silence.

Tariq: Wow! me too .Anyway my article is stuffed fully. It has been nice meeting you. Thanks for joining me.

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افسانہ۔"کال بیل"ا فسانہ نگار "غلام محمد ماہر"

افسانہ "کال بیل"
افسانہ نگار۔غلام محمد ماہر
تجزیہ نگار۔طارق احمد طارق

السّلام علیکم۔
مختصرافسانہ "کال بل" پڑھتے ہوئے بڑا مزا آیا۔قاری کا تجسس بڑھانے میں افسانہ نگار نے جزبات کی رو کو اچھی خاصی رفتار عطا کی ہے۔
ابتدائیہ بہت اچھا ہے۔خیال آہستہ آہستہ کُھلتاہے۔کہانی بالکل سپاٹ نہیں بلکہ قاری کو ہر نئے جملے کے بطن سے نئے خیال کی ترویج ہوتی ہوئی نظر آتی ہے۔
افسانہ نگار انتشاری کیفیت کو بھی اچھی طرح وضع کرنے میں کامیاب ہوا یے۔ پہلے آدمی بمقابلہ ما فی الضمیر کا تضاد، اور بعد میں آدمی بمقابل آدمی کا تضاد افسانے کے پلاٹ کو نقطہ عروج تک لے جا تا ہے،۔نیکی ہارتی ہوئی دیکھ کر قاری کو صدمہ ہونے لگتاہے، وہیں بدی کو تبائی کی نوید سنائی جاتی ہے اور قاری کو راحت کا سامان میسر آتا ہے، اور افسانہ نگار کا منشا بھی پورا ہوتا ہے۔افسانہ نگار کو پلاٹ کی چُستی، اور وحدت تاثر کی کامیاب مرقع نگاری کے لیے مبارک باد۔

زبان اور محاورہ کے حوالے سے کچھ اشکال قاری کے ذہن میں ضرور پیدا ہوسکتے ہیں۔تھوڑا ان کی وضاحت کرتے آگے بڑھتے ہیں۔

پہلا نقطہ۔
تختی پر جلے حروف سے لکھا ہے "شیخ سلمان، کنٹریکٹر"۔نوجوان کی بات کی جواب میں یہ کہنا کہ مکینوں سے ملنا ہے خلاف محاورہ لگتاہے۔یہاں اگر یہ ہوتا "سیٹ جی سے ملنا ہے" تو ذیادہ حقیقت پسند بنتا۔
کنٹریکٹر وجیہہ صورت نوجوان تھا۔ایسا نوجوان محبت والے سین کےلیے فٹ رہتا،. نہ کہ منفی رول میں۔
"اُس نے وہی رٹے رٹائے الفاظ دھرائے۔کہ ماں کی دوائی پر بہت۔۔۔۔۔"۔الفاظ کی یہ دروبست بتاتی ہے کہ لڑکی پیشہ ور بکھارن تھی۔
"اتنی خوبصورت ہو، کوئی کام کیوں نہیں کرتی"۔ جب لڑکی کہتی ہے کہ بروع پہن کر بڑے لوگوں کے کال بیل بجاتی ہوں، تو پھر نوجوان کو کہاں سے پتہ چلا لڑکی خوبصورت ہے۔
دوئم۔اتنی خوبصورت ہو کا مطلب کیا نکلتا ہے کہ چکلے پر کیوں نہیں بیٹھتی۔
سیوم۔
اتنے جوان ہو کوئی کام کیوں مہیں کرتے، عوام کے زبان زد یہ محاورہ ہے، عورت کو بھیک مانگنے پر یہ نصیحت دینے کا رواج نہیں ہے۔
"اندر آنے کی ہمت نہیں ہے" اور ساتھ میں "بابو جی بھروسے والے ہی دل دُکھاتے ہیں"۔۔۔ یہ دونوں ج۔لے کافی ثبوت فراہم کرتے ہیں کہ لڑکی کے ساتھ پہلے بھی دست درازی ہوئی ہے۔پھر بھی اگر وہ اندر آتی ہے تو اسے پتہ ہے کہ ہوسکتاہے، اور وہ ہوچکنے کے بعد نہ وہ بے ہوش ہو سکتی ہے اور نہ وہ پیسہ وہیں پھینک آ نے کا فیصلہ کرتی۔
چہارم۔
جب لڑکی برقعہ پوش ہے تو سلمان کو کس طرح کھلے چہرے پر نظر پڑی۔ہاں اگر نقاب اٹھایا ہوگا، تو بکنے پر آمادہ ہوچکی ہوگی، اس صورت میں ردعمل وہ نہیں ہوسکتا جو افسانہ نگار نے دکھایا ہے۔
الماری سے نوٹ نکال کر لڑکی لیتی ہے، اور شکریہ ادا کرتی ہے۔اگر سلمان پیسہ پھینکتا تو شکریہ کس لفظ استعمال نہ ہوا ہوتا۔پیسہ لینے کے لیے لڑکی کو جھکنا کیوں پڑا، یہاں افسانہ نگار کی مجبوری ابھر آتی ہے۔
اختتام چنداں ٹھیک ہے، بلکہ بہت اچھا ہے، ایک جملے میں تصویر کا رخ واضع کرنے کےلیے اس سے بڑھ کر اختتامیہ سوچا نہیں جاسکتا۔
موزضوع ضرور روایتی ہے مگر ٹریٹمنٹ اچھا ہے۔افسانہ نگار کو نیک خواہشات اور داد ہی داد۔
خدا کرے زور قلم اور ذیادہ۔

طارق احمد طارق
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ریاض ربانی سنز نظمہ"میآنی حسینن" پیٹھ تبصرہ

نظم "میانی حسینن"
شاعر. ریاض ربانی

تجزیہ نگار
طارق احمد طارق

السلام علیکم.
زیر تبصرہ نظمہ پیٹھ گو جان آیہ تبصرہ.میانی خیالات تہ چھ تبصرہ نگارن سئتی سید سیود رلان. لہذا دھراوو نٔہ ماننہ آمژٔ کتھہ بیۂ.
نظم نگارن چھ جان کوشش کٔرمژ.شروعات تہ چھس جان پآٹھی کرمژ،تہ نظم چھن اند تہ جان پاٹھی واتہ نآومژ.داد واتیس ضرور دیون.

کہنہ گزارشات کرو مذید بہتری ہنزِ نئیژ.
شروعاتس منز یوس لہجہ شعری کردارس عطا کرنہ چھ آمت سُہ زنہ باسیوم کمزور پہن.
"دپاں" بدلہ اگر "مے وچھ" سئتی شروعات آسہے کرنہ آمژ.شعری کردار بنہ ہے تجربک حصہ، تہ جزبآتیتس لگہے عقیدتس سئتی واٹھ.
ؔ؎سوالو تل تلاطم یام پرژمس
فراتا کیاہ ژ رووے تریش آستھ
یتہ نس چھ شعری صنعت Apostropheاستعمال کرنہ آمژ،مگر یہ گرہ لگآوتھ چھ نفس مضمون ڈھیول گژھان.
باسان چھ "رنگین عمارت مسمار کرنس" تہ "شہج بونی تھلہ نس" دونوے کامین پتہ چھ فراتک اتھہ. یہ غر منطقی ربط چھ نظمہ ہند نقص نون کڈان.
فاتس سئتی کتھ اند واتنہ پتہ چھ یذیدس سئتی کتھہ کرنہ یوان.Apostropheہنز صنعژ چھ بیہ کامہ لاگنہ یوان.
نظمہ بابتھ چھ بحر "مفاعی لن،مفاعی لن،فعولن" گوڈے ژارنہ آمژ.
مگر وچہتو یہ شار
؎
یذیدا دل ژؤ بے نا،دلد منز پیار بےنا
مفاعیلن،فعولن،مفاعیلن،فعولن
آمی پتہ کس شعرس منزگوژھ
"مے ونتم" بجاے "مے ون" آسن.

..حق نصیبس آسن کیاہ سناہ گو.
...حسینئی شان بالا تارکن منز یہ کیاہ گو.حسینئنی شان چھ بالا صحاب صآبن ؓ منز،صحاب صآب چھ تارکھ بلاشک،مگر تارکن منز شان بالا   لفظ استعمال کرن چھ شعری صنعژ ہنز جائز استعمالہ نش انحرافچ وتھ.
شاعرن چھ اکھ شار لیکھمت.؎
حیاتک مس مدر اسلام چوون
سہل چھا امتک ایماں بچوون

امن دون مصرن گوژھ بیہ ہن توجہ دیون.
کلہم پآٹھی چھ نظمہ منز انکسآری ہند عنصر کمے پہن،
حسین سندی اوصاف محض اجمالی طور، تہ نظم زنتہ جلد بازی منز  اند واتہ ناونہ آمژ.
شاعرس داد.
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طارق احمد طارق