Same as old

Uncle Chand was a character in my college days. He was a victim of depression and poverty, a victim of self-abuse. He used to avenge every abuse of others, every injustice, and every insult. People had tampered with it in the name of 'Chacha Chand'. In Punjabi, a slap is called 'Chand or Chapid'. Uncle Chand was called Uncle Chand. Whenever someone teased him as an uncle, he would get angry, and he would first abuse himself and then start slapping him in the face.

He used to cry during this time, 'he used to abuse himself naked and slap himself in the face and people would laugh until his mouth started bleeding from his teeth and nose. 'Uncle's wife was no child' Parents were dead, brothers were dissonant' There was only one sister. She ran barefoot after hearing helpless abuses and screams. She used to come to the street, scold the molesters and hold her hand and try to glorify her. She would clean her mouth with her palu and cling to her chest like a child. 'Uncle Chand used to cry with hiccups.' The whole locality laughed and finally the two siblings would go back home, wiping their mouths.

They both lived in the small old house. The sister had set up a grocery store in the sit-in. She was the only source of income for the two. She locked the sibling inside and ran the shop all day. In the evening, handi used to arrange bread. They fed the brother with their hands, and so they both washed their tears and fell asleep. These two siblings were the only entertainment in the neighborhood. As people came and went, they would stand in front of their house and shout uncle Chand. The uncle would get restless in the room and his sister would spread the cradle and scold the harasser.

The elders of the neighborhood sympathized with the siblings. They kept preventing the youth from being rude, but where does the young man think of blood, but the children and young people of the entire neighborhood had entertained him, and wherever they could see, they started shouting uncle, Chand. He initially tried to control his anger, but when his blood pressure increased, He would start slapping himself in the face, 'people would laugh and his passion increased'. Doctors thought his obsession would subside with time.

It might have happened, but people weren't allowing it to happen. They used to come in front of his house in the form of Gathas, shout 'Uncle Chand' uncle Chand in the course, and he used to slap himself even in the room. His sister would close the shop and go inside. He would put it on his chest and both the afternoons would cry. 'Very strategic', the sister had gone to the market to buy a shop deal. Uncle was teaching chilies on the roof and was off school.

The children were returning with the buses. They saw uncles on the roof and stood in the street shouting 'Uncle Chand' uncle chand and then started abusing themselves. The children's slogans were excited to hear the abuses. The uncle started slapping himself on the face after a while. The children jumped up and chose their uncle in the course. Chand said, 'Uncle's passion started growing'. Seeing this spectacle, the youth of the neighborhood joined the children and thus the spectacle turned into a theatre. Uncle's sister was not present at home, so there was no one to control it. The uncle's passion continued to grow until he stood on the roof of the market.

He abused himself for a long time and jumped down. 'There was a tap of water in the street below.' He fell straight on the tap. The tap pipe was scaled in his head. His body slipped and he died hanging with the tap. The crowd was shocked. The data was broken by a child. Lee and all the children and young men fled and there was his body and his blood left in the street.

All of us people suffer from various psychological disorders, the most frightening of them is ''self-torture''. The victim feels pleasure in hurting themselves. 'People with self-suffering keep cutting their bodies a little bit with blades.' They swallow glass pieces or start staining themselves with hot iron bars. They lie down and they put their hands in the snake's bill. 'These actions of the victims themselves need different triggers (Trigger)' As soon as they see the trigger, they start to bite themselves. Chachacha himself was tormented, and the phrase 'Chacha Chand' was a trigger for him. During the fall, the blood was sharp and he began to slap his face, although the poor man had the same fate as in such cases.

This disease does not happen only to individuals, sometimes even nations suffer from it, and when they suffer from this disease, then the result is the same as what is currently coming out in this country. 'We are all Al-Hamd Lalla Muslims.' We are all lovers of the Messenger of Allah.' Who will be among us who will not consider the Holy Messenger important from his life? It is with the Messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) that our mothers introduce us to Allah and His Messenger before birth. Includes.

I do political programs, but I start with Draoud Sharif, but still, we have to believe that we are self-inflicted and our disease has increased to such an extent that any madman barks in some corner of the world and we start slapping our mouths here. 'Blasphemy happens in France, but we block the roads and sit down.' Vehicles we break our people's shops, houses and ambulances We burn our brothers' Mobile phones and the internet has also been switched off by us. Is it wise? Will this solve this problem?

The world is aware of our flaws, even though it deliberately creates this issue two years later, and we take sticks and bridge our people. We destroy our police and our ambulances.

We close our roads. 'You believe that this blasphemy is done deliberately only to disturb us and we get into this trap every time' There are 58 Islamic countries in the world, but Pakistan is the only country in which we lose in these 58 countries. The question is, even if we all die'. Even if we set the whole country on fire, what will happen to the blasphemers? These mullahs will continue to enjoy their lives comfortably, but we will die at each other's hands.

Do we want to stop abuse or torture ourselves? I think we want to stop blasphemy. What method should we use for it? The solution is only diplomatic pressure, and unless this pressure comes from the whole Islamic world, this problem will not be solved, so we need to prepare scholars, teach them English, French, German, and Chinese, and tell these scholars the world. But don't compromise, 'The world will understand from it otherwise we will die beating ourselves and this problem will remain the same.