"I believe that the Muslim community living in India, should
themselves remove all those mosques that have been made in place of our
temples. There should not be any objections in removing a mosque from one place
and constructing it elsewhere," he added.
Distortion of Correct History, Destrucion of all small
scale industries, Dharma well being of all Bhaarateey people, even looting the
Wealth (including manuscripts) of Bhaarat etc) that were committed during
the period. It really created a set back to Bhaarateey thought process
functioning since ancient times. Of course functioning, of our own Government
since 1947, has not rectified any of these activities of British in any way.
To continue our
efforts, further from the task left since long back, needs us to go back
to that period and the knowledge that we had then, isn't it?
I am arttaching an
extract from a book 'The Advancement of Ancient Bhaarat's Vedic
Culture' by Stephen Knapp along with for your perusal and pondering over.
I hope you may understand current problems of Bhaarat little better then Poshmal
is playing in her crèche, while her dad is at work at the municipal corporation
office. Right then, her mom had got up from her desk at the State tourism
department office for lunch break. She had cooked batt, nadir-daal and dum-aaloo.
That’s how her husband liked it for lunch. But then, just when she was about to
eat the first morsel, she bumped into this colleague of hers, a 30-something
lady. She whispers something into her ear and they exchange terrified looks.
Looks like she will break down any moment. But she struggles hard, maintains her composure and swears under her breath. She has no time to ponder over the entire calamity that has struck; she has no time to wonder how it all happened. All she can think of is her husband’s safety, his well-being. After all, the lady just told her that his name was on the hit list! And, of course, she spares a thought for her daughter, playing in the crèche, oblivious to the impending dangers outside.
Her head heavy with turbulent thoughts, she keeps back the food in the box and starts wrapping up quickly. The thought of her little daughter scares her even more. She hurries with the packing and leaves. Her steps are quick but her thoughts slow; trying to gather all that has happened in the past few weeks. She finally gets herself out of the office and starts pacing towards her daughter.
She wants to call her husband meanwhile but alas! That wasn’t the year of cellphones. She will have to wait for another hour before she reaches his office. Thinking so, she quickens her pace when suddenly she sees that temple. She had been going there right since her childhood. That place had been special to her but today she doesn’t stop to seek blessings, well there is no temple there now. It had been razed a few days ago, just a few remains are left now. She curses under her breath at one moment and the very next moment, her eyes are filled with tears.
Looks like she will break down any moment. But she struggles hard, maintains her composure and swears under her breath. She has no time to ponder over the entire calamity that has struck; she has no time to wonder how it all happened. All she can think of is her husband’s safety, his well-being. After all, the lady just told her that his name was on the hit list! And, of course, she spares a thought for her daughter, playing in the crèche, oblivious to the impending dangers outside.
Her head heavy with turbulent thoughts, she keeps back the food in the box and starts wrapping up quickly. The thought of her little daughter scares her even more. She hurries with the packing and leaves. Her steps are quick but her thoughts slow; trying to gather all that has happened in the past few weeks. She finally gets herself out of the office and starts pacing towards her daughter.
She wants to call her husband meanwhile but alas! That wasn’t the year of cellphones. She will have to wait for another hour before she reaches his office. Thinking so, she quickens her pace when suddenly she sees that temple. She had been going there right since her childhood. That place had been special to her but today she doesn’t stop to seek blessings, well there is no temple there now. It had been razed a few days ago, just a few remains are left now. She curses under her breath at one moment and the very next moment, her eyes are filled with tears.
Babri Mosque by Hindu zealots on December 6, 1992 had triggered
widespread religious riots, while in Haz pilgrimage Visit accorded to Muslims
in India, thousands of cows are slaughtered having pain given at the heart of
Hindus sentiments, as such every Hindu Muslims
having great ideals of Haijan as the representative of ISHWAR DEEN e LAHI , who adhere to the truth by
exposing the falsehood of the terror creating Religion of Islamic Arab
fanatics’ based upon Sex and Violence and devastations be wiped out for ever by
acceptance of the slogan of universal brotherhood and further adhering to Non-
No Violence. Tranquility and Citizen for protection of Animal Kingdom
prohibiting slaughtering either for eating flash or for their Sacrifice in our
great Nation known as Bhart Varsh based upon the sacrifice of Bharat, the son
of king Dashrath, Bharat , the son of King Dushyant and Sakuntala and solace of truth by exposing the falsehoods of
respective religions , as the social coordination’s, solidarity and prosperity
for up-liftman of the standards of common people may generate and the country
may be saved from its abrogation and
subjugations on the behest of foreign ambitions.
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