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“Rejoice in the things that are present; all else is beyond thee.”

Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592);
Essayist, Author

3 Tips to Build Better Relationships with Your Employees

When people feel connected to you, even difficult conversations feel less threating. Here are three tips to forge stronger bonds with your employees:
Relate whenever you can. View every interaction as an opportunity to get to know someone a little better. Make a habit of asking employees one question about their work or their personal lives each time you encounter them.
Take note of subtleties. People seek emotional connection through countless small “bids” for attention—questions, gestures, or looks. Take stock of how much you notice these cues . You might also solicit some feedback from friends and family on how well you listen and respond to social cues in general.
Regularly express appreciation. Research shows that the ratio of positive to negative interactions is 5:1 in a successful relationship. You don’t need to pay someone five compliments before offering criticism, but do be mindful of the ratio.

Adapted by HBR from the HBR Guide to Coaching Your Employees.

A proposal for countering the recent increased terrorism acts

As a safety and precautionary step, all provincial governments and the federal government of Pakistan, must announce that with immediate effect, no vehicle of any type, including cycles and motor cycles etc., shall be allowed to enter or be parked in any bazaar, throughout the country.

This is a very harsh and inconvenient step, but it may save many lives.

Moreover, the fact as reported by the media that today’s bombing of Qissa Khawani bazaar was 13th act of terrorism in that particular bazaar; which means that terrorists find it as a cake walk, exploding bombs in QK bazaar Peshawar, which must be made as much difficult as is humanly possible, to safe guard the lives of the innocent kids, women and men visiting that particular market.

اسلام آباد (ثناءنیوز) ایف پی سی سی آئی کے صدر زبیر احمد ملک نے کہا ہے کہ آئی ایم ایف کی شرائط اقتصادی استحکام اور سماجی مساوات کو ختم کر دینگی اور اس کا نتیجہ ملک کے طول وعرض میں بڑے پیمانے پربے چینی وبدامنی کے سوا کچھ نہیں نکلے گا۔آج تک آئی ایم ایف پر انحصارکرنے والے کسی ملک کی معیشت بہتر نہیں ہوئی ۔بین الاقوامی قرض دہندہ کا ایجنڈا بھوک و افلاس مسلط کرکے آزادی و خودمختاری سلب کرنا ہے۔آئی ایم ایف اصلاحات کا اقتصادی فائدہ کم مگر اسکے اثرات عوام، معاشرے، معیشت اور کرنسی پر تباہ کن ہیں۔زبیر احمد ملک نے یہ بات گزشتہ روز کاروباری برادری سے بات چیت کرتے ہوئے کہی۔ انہوں نے کہا کہ آئی ایم ایف عالمی اجارہ داری یقینی بنانے کا آلہ ہے جس کے حربوں سے درجنوں ممالک میں ارتکاز زر، ارب پتیوں کی تعداد، غربت، بے روزگاری اورامیر اور غریب کے مابین خلیج بڑھ رہی ہے جبکہ ترقی پزیر ممالک میں اسکی رفتار تیز ہے۔آئی ایم ایف کو مسیحا سمجھنے والی کسی ملک کی معیشت اور عوام کی حالت بہتر نہیں ہو سکی ۔

“One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.”

— Lewis Carroll

As a safety and precautionary step, government must announce that with immediate effect, no vehicle of any type, including cycles and motor cycles etc., be allowed to enter or be parked in any bazaar throughout the country.

This is a harsh and very inconvenient step, but it may save many lives.

Twin blasts in Peshawar claims 28 lives of kids, women and men.

This is nothing but Indian proxy war against Pakistan.

We will have to call spade a spade.

There is a direct link of Indian consulates in Afghanistan & terrorism in Pak.

We must bomb these consulates before they annihilate us, brick by brick piece by piece.

If there has to be a war, then so be it. We are already been blown to smithereens by being waiting for the next blast after the blast.

In any case we must not die like sitting ducks.

India must be made to pay for all its mischiefs.

India will never ever allow these terrorists to make a peace deal with Pakistan.

السلا م علیکم

زندگی کے عنوان سے میری اک غزل

سعید قر یشی ڈلاس ٹیکساس

زندگی

اک معمہ ہے پر اسرار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

زندگی جیسے کہ اک بار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

بات بنتی ہی نہیں راز کہ کھلتا ہی نہیں

نسل آدم ہی سزاوار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

وہ تو اچھا ہے جو آ یا نہیں اس دنیا میں

او ر جو آیا ہے وہ لاچار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

مر کہ ہی جانا ہے جنت میں جنھیں جانا ہے

موت کیوں راہ کی د یوا ر ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

درد دل بانٹنے نکلو تو یہی لگتا ہے

جیسے ہر شخص ہی بےزار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

درس دیتے ہیں محبت کا اگر لوگ تو پھر

ہر کوئی د ر پۓ آ ز ا ر ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

کوئی ایسا ہے فرشتوں کو بھی جو مات کرے

دوسرا سخت گنہگار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

ہر خو شی پر رہے بیتاب یہ گرنے کے لیے

غم کہ لٹکی ہوی تلوار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

رات کیوں دن کے تعا قب میں لگی رہتی ہے

پھول کے ساتھ لگا خا ر ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

مر ے اس پیا ر کے بدلے میں جو چھم چھم برسے

ترے طعنو ں کی جو بوچھاڑ ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

حسن کو چا ھیۓ وہ بھی تو کبھی پہل کرے

صرف عاشق ہی طلبگار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

جس کو کہتی ہیں بڑ ے فخر سے قومیں غیرت

ہم نے بیچی سر بازار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے

جس کو کہتی ہیں بڑ ے فخر سے قومیں غیرت. ہم نے بیچی سر بازار ہے ایسا کیوں ہے Saeed Kureshi

Very very touchy.

People with weak heart must not read this story.

I was walking around in a Big Bazar store shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old..

The Cashier said, ‘I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to the cashier and asked: are you sure I don’t have enough money?”

The cashier counted his cash once again and replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.” The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. ‘It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.’ His eyes were so sad while saying this. ‘My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister…”

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: ‘I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.’ Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me ‘I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister won’t forget me.’ ‘I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.’ Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly..

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. ‘Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?”

‘OK’ he said, ‘I hope I do have enough.’ I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: ‘Thank you God for giving me enough money!’

Then he looked at me and added, ‘I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!” ‘I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.’

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever…

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.

The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving.

Compiled by Mahjabeenn