MAARIF BLOGS

Teaching is not just about books, lessons, or classrooms — it is about connection, purpose, and a deep desire to share knowledge. Since childhood, I have always had a passion for teaching. I started by helping and teaching my younger siblings. At that time, I never thought I would become a teacher, nor did I ever claim to be a great one. Some people have appreciated my teaching, and thankfully, no one has criticized me. Maybe they didn’t want to demotivate me — or perhaps Allah knows better how I truly teach. One thing, however, is absolutely clear: I genuinely enjoy teaching. It brings me happiness, peace, and a special sense of fulfillment. When I teach, I don’t just see students — I see friends, companions, and sometimes even family members. A unique bond develops between teacher and student, a bond built on trust, respect, and care. I began giving tuitions when I was in Class 10. When my father passed away, teaching became more than just a passion — it became a source of side incom...

Today, as I was sitting quietly, an old memory came back to me. I started thinking about the last Bihar election results. At that time, my father was alive. We were living in Delhi — just me, my sister, and my father. I don’t exactly remember the exact date of the last Bihar vote counting, but it was probably around November or December 2020. During those days, my father’s sugar levels had become very high, so even we reduced our sugar intake at home. I used to help my sister in cooking, and together we took care of him, not knowing that these were his last moments with us. I still remember clearly — our ticket to travel was for 2nd February, and on 1st February, the three of us went out and ate momos together. That was the last time I met him in a normal state. After that, we returned to Bihar on the 2nd of February. Later, when my father’s condition became serious, my mother and I came to Delhi to be with him. But he didn’t have many days left. Soon after, he left this world and retu...

میرا دل، میری نیت میں زندگی میں کبھی کسی کو تکلیف نہیں دینا چاہتا۔ میری نیت ہمیشہ صاف رہی ہے — نہ کسی کو دکھ دینے کی خواہش، نہ کسی سے حسد۔ میں چاہتا ہوں کہ سب خوش رہیں، اپنی جگہ مطمئن رہیں، اپنے خواب پورے کریں۔ نہ مجھے کسی کی کامیابی سے جلن ہوتی ہے، نہ میں کسی کے آگے پیچھے گھوم کر کچھ حاصل کرنا چاہتا ہوں۔ میرا ایمان ہے کہ جو رزق، عزت اور کامیابی میرے لیے لکھی ہے، وہ صرف اللہ کے حکم سے ملے گی۔ میں کیوں جَلوں؟ اللہ ناراض ہو جائے گا، اور میرے لیے وہی کافی ہے۔ میں ایسا انسان ہوں جو یا تو اپنے دل کو خوش رکھنے کی بات کرتا ہے، یا پھر کسی جذبے میں بہہ کر خاموش ہو جاتا ہے۔ وہ لمحے جو الفاظ میں کبھی نہیں ڈھل سکے زندگی میں کچھ لمحے ایسے آئے جب نہ کچھ کہہ سکا، نہ کچھ کر سکا۔ ابّا کے انتقال کے بعد امّی کی خاموشی نے گھر کی رونق چھین لی۔ وہ کبھی پہلے جیسی نہیں رہیں — اُن کی ہنسی جیسے کہیں گم ہو گئی۔ اس گھر کو سنبھالنے کے لیے بہت حوصلے کی ضرورت پڑی۔ میں اکثر سوچتا ہوں اگر میں نہ ہنسوں، تو شاید سب کے چہرے اتر جائیں۔ اسی لیے میں مسکراتا ہوں، چاہے دل اندر سے ٹوٹا ہوا ہو۔ میں چاہتا ہوں کہ میرے اپنوں میں س...