Those rumors from our childhood that we still remember today! 😉😉 So come on, let’s refresh those rumors and memories together. Such as:

* Keeping pencil shavings in a drawer turns them into a butterfly. 😂😂

* If you swallow a watermelon (or any fruit) seed, a tree will grow in your stomach. 😂😂

* Vegetables were credited with so many benefits that even the vegetables themselves wouldn't know about them. 😂😂

* An old lady is spinning a wheel on the moon. 😁😁

* Fairies will visit on a moonlit night. 😂😂

* Sitting on a cot (charpai) with slippers on brings a snake. 😂😂

* Throwing a broken tooth on the roof and saying, "Sparrow, sparrow, take my old tooth and give me a new one," gives you a new tooth. 😁😁

* If you sit on the teacher's chair, you will fail the exam. 😂😂😜

* Eating directly from the cooking pot causes rain on your wedding day. 😂😂

* Snapping scissors empty causes a fight in the house. 😂😂

* Saying "Aaltu Jalal tu, Aayi bala ko taal tu" protects you from getting beaten by the teacher. 😂😂

* Pour water immediately if salt spills, otherwise you'll have to pick it up with your eyelashes on Judgement Day. 😂😂

* Go back to your homes before Maghrib (sunset) because a headless ghost comes out after Maghrib and kills children. 😂😂

* Boiling pencil shavings in milk creates an eraser. 😂😂

* Our school is built on a graveyard. 😂

* "If you lie, your tongue will turn black." 😂😂 (Even though, ironically, this was a lie in itself!) 😂😂

* Don't drink water after eating fish, otherwise, it will swim in your stomach. 😂😂

* If someone steps over you, your height will stop growing (you'll remain short). 😂😂

ارے بھائی!

اگر آپ ہزاروں کتابیں، نعتیں، تصاویر، ویڈیوز، اخبار، مضامین، قبلہ نما، اوقات نماز، اسلامک گھڑی اور بہت کچھ آسانی کے ساتھ حاصل کرنا چاہتے ہیں تو بس ہمارے Islamic Tube ایپ کو پلے سٹور سے انسٹال کرو، اور بالکل مفت اور آسانی کے ساتھ اسلامک مواد حاصل کرو

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The Molvi...

The Molvi...

This is the person who is often targeted with criticism, but when observed closely, it becomes clear that his services are present at every turn of our lives. A human being's life begins with a Molvi and ends with a Molvi. Nations are not built merely by roads, bridges, and buildings... nations are built by character... and the position of the Molvi has always been high among those who build character. Whether it is a freezing cold night of winter... a dawn wrapped in dense fog... a scorching hot afternoon of summer... or a dark rainy night... while most of the neighborhood people are sleeping comfortably in their beds, a lamp in the mosque is still shining... and a Molvi is sitting under that lamp. A doctor treats the body... an engineer builds a building... a merchant runs the market... but a Molvi shapes the mindset of generations... If the Molvi leaves this work, perhaps after some time, buildings will still stand... but humanity will start falling... society will begin to fall apart... and the foundations of relationships will become weak. If millions of people know the basic teachings of religion... then the hard work of some Molvi is definitely involved in it. In slums... in deserts... in mountains... where no government employee is willing to go... there too stands a mosque... and mostly a Molvi is present in that mosque... who, on a meager salary, fulfills the religious needs of the entire settlement. There can be differences, opinions can vary, but this reality remains that the role of scholars (Ulama) in protecting the freedom, religious identity, and religious awareness of this country is a part of history. Tell me honestly: If all the Molvi gentlemen stop their services for a single day, what impact will it have on society? But it is a matter of great sorrow that there is nothing for Molvis in the budget of this country. Think for a moment with a hand on your heart... if your son says one day: "Father! I also want to become a Molvi..." will you be happy? And if the answer is "no"... then you must ask a question to yourself... after all, what did we do to this class that people give them respect... but do not prefer such a life for their own children...?