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punjab of pakistan is muslim punjab.indian is something else no need to join it
punjab has its class in western branch that is punjabi siraiki potohari these all r punjabi no difference
asif you shud try with your sister first. You can possibly marry her like your father did. I used to have relation with my sister and after her pregnancy we married. Come to Pakistan otherwise, girls are better here than india..haha
HI MY NAME IS AASIF ALI KHAN I AM 24 YEARS OLD AND LIVE IN KANPUR.I WAS SEARCHING THIS SITE FORM MANY DAYS AS I WANT A PUNJABI DICUSSION WEBSITE BECAUSE IN MY SCHOOL DAYS I GET A CHANCE TO HAVE A FREINDSHIP WITH A PUNJABI GIRL.HER NAME IS PARUL ,SHE LIVE IN GOMTI NO. 5 .THE ANSWER I WANT TO KNOW WOULD I MARRY HER AS SO IS SO FULL OF SEX.I LIKE PUNJABI GIRLS AS THEY MAINTENED THEM SELF FROM CHILDHOOD. BUT WANT TO KNOW IS IT TRUE THAT SUHAAGRAAT WITH A PUNJABI GIRL IS FULL OF FUN ? I MEAN THAT THEY USE TO HAVE SEX WITH ALL THE RISTRICTION OVERCROSSED.LIKE THEY NUDE THERE BRIDE FROM TOP TO BOTTOM AND PUTS ALL LIKE ON SO THAT THEY CAN SEE HER IN NUDE AND ALSO FORCE HER TO •••• THERE ••••• IN THIER MOUTH.I LOVE THIS AND I LIVE TOO WITH PARUL.THAT'S WHY I DON'T LIKE TO MARRY IN MUSLIM AS IT PROBIHITED WILL ALL THAT SEXUAL THING.
why dont ya get ova the fact that muslims and sikhs hate each other...i mean sikhs think they all bad...and for notorious jatt....cudnt u b more original than just copy 2pac's lyrics pretty sad eh? and if ya coming to religion mate...dnt even go there...theres so much backfire i can give to u through hadiths and qu'ran verses that will shut u up.. why is it that islam is the fastest relgion yet sikhs got a problem with us.get ova it!!!
ASlam-o-alikum,SUT sari akal.i want to say only one thing to all punjabies that we r not a bundle of different things we r one with out religion,faith and nationality.we should live with love to each others it is the only way of success.i m a muslim sikh r our brothers.in pakistani punjab thay r suppose to very nice persons generally.if any punjabi agree with me write
matloob ali,pakistan,lahore
we are working on punjabi. we need our basic right that's mother tongue.we are working as a Organization join us if u are punjabi what ever your religion.
thanks
SIKHOO...SIKH OR SICK?
TUSI BADE KHUSH HOE NA MOVIE GADAR DEKH KE SAALO(U BECAME VERY HAPPY AFTER WATCHING MOVIE GADAR).. WHAT U INDIANS DO IN YOUR MOVIES. PAKIZ DO THAT IN REAL LIFE..IN REAL LIFE PAKIZ MARRY SIKH GIRLS AND MAKE THEM MUSLIMS. IT HAPPENS OFTEN IN USA AND ALL OVER THE WORLD.. I AM ALSO IN USA AND IF I WANT I CAN MARRY TO A SIKH GIRL.. BUT I WONT AND BECAUSE I AM REAL MUSLIM AND ..I WOULD ONLY MARRY TO A MUSLIM GIRL
P.S : U CAN ONLY DO WHAT U CANT DO ONLY IN THE MOVIES. WHAT U SIKHS AND HINDUS DO IN MOVIES PAKIZ DO THAT IN REAL LIKE ...HA HA
PAKISTAN ZINDABAD
THATS MY OPININION ABOUT SIKHISM
BUT IN PAKISTAN; PEOPLE HATE HINDUS MORE.. NOT SIKHS
You should be an ashamed Paki.
Your poor and defective upbringing is so clear.
Whatever you say to convince yourself is ok.
Learn to first write and have some understanding of your reality and history.
Nothing can be done to fix your brain damaged state.
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Taken FRom
http://www.bharatvani.org ===> Online books
Acharya Sita Ram Goel's book-
Perversions of Indian political parlance(Voice of India publication).
Voice of india is a publishing house and intellectual think-tank of Hindu renaissance.
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IMPERIALIST CHARACTERISTICS (GENERAL)
FIRST: To start with, every language of imperialism invokes an inscrutable entity as its source and sanction. This entity reveals its final and irreversible will to an incomparable person. All pronouncements of this person are placed beyond the reach of human reason or experience. They have to be accepted on faith. Compared to faith, reason and experience are found to be faulty faculties. These faculties can fulfil themselves only if they follow and fortify faith.
Second, every language of imperialism divides human history into two sharply separated periods - an age of darkness which prevailed before the birth of the incomparable person, and an age of light which followed thereafter. The entire past history of every nation preceding the age of light is painted black so that nothing in which a nation can take pride is left unscathed.
Third, every language of imperialism divides mankind into two mutually exclusive camps -- the believers who accept the dogmas propoundded by the incomparable person, and the unbelievers who doubt or reject those dogmas. The believers are placed under a categorical imperative to make war on the unbelievere till the latter are either converted or killed off. The believers do not have to be better human beings in terms of morality or character. It is sufficient if they have fervour and ferocity born of faith.
Fourth, every language of imperialism bands together all believers everywhere into a world brotherhood which cuts across all national bounds of geography, history and culture. As a corollary, every nuance of nationalism gets denounced as narrow and out of date. For all practical purposes, it is an invitation to every nation to renounce its independent identity and become a colony where the incomparable person was born or where his dogmas first acquired the backing of armed force. This dead uniformity into which nations are stream-rollered is hailed as universality.
Fifth, every language of imperialism propounds that the inscrutable entity has mandated the whole earth to the incomparable person who, in his turn, has bequeathed it to the brotherhood. So when the brotherhood or any section of it mounts an aggression, it automatically becomes a war of liberation. The brotherhood is only claiming what already belongs to it.
Sixth, every language of imperialism lays down two inevitabilities -- an inevitable victory of the believers, and an inevitable defeat of the unbelievers. The believers are told that the inscrutable entity is on their side and no power on earth can stop their onward march. The intention is to enthuse the believers so that they spare no effort and demoralise the unbelievers so that they surrender or offer only half-hearted resistance.
Seventh, every language of imperialism equips the believers with an immeasurable degree of self-righteousness. They are told that the lives, liberties, properties and honour of the unbelievers have already been forefeited by the inscrutable entity. The believers, therefore, commit no crime when they kill, enslave, plunder and humiliate the unbelievers. This gives a good conscience to the believers while they indulge in an endless spree of bloodshed and vandalism. In fact, their crimes become meritorious deeds.
Eight: Lastly, the unbelievers are accused of all sorts of crimes committed by them by the very fact of being what they are. In fact, the whole life-history of every unbeliever becomes a catalogue of crimes. The intention is to debar the unbelievers from any sympathy from any quarters. At the sme time, the crimes committed against them are explained away in terms of their own crimes.
In the lines that follow, I will present a panoramic view of those languages of imperialism which have invaded India, at one time or the other. Incidentally, the list is almost exhaustive. India has been plagued by every principal language of imperialism invented by human ingenuity so far.
-------------------------ISLAMIC MPERIALISM---------------------
LANGUAGE OF ISLAMIC IMPERIALISM
The language of Islamic imperialism was the first language of imperialism to invade India. Its standard-bearers were the Arab and the Turkish armies which came in successive waves from the middle of the 7th to the middle of the 18th century. It had proclaimed that
1. Allah had revealed his final and irreversible will to prophet Muhammad born in Mecca in 570 A.D. and buried in Medina in 632 A.D;
2. Human history before the prophethood of Muhammad was jahiliya (era of ignorance) and the light of truth dawned on earth only after that date;
3. That date divided mankind into momins (believers) and kafirs (unbelievers) and the momins should become mujahids (holy warriors) by making war on the kafirs;
4. All momins everywhere were members of the millat (brotherhood) which recognised no national frontiers or peculiarities of national culture;
5. Allah had mandated the entire earth, including Sind and Hind, to prophet Muhammad who, in his turn, had bequeathed it to the millat which had thus acquired an inalienable right to conquer Sind and Hind and cleanse them of kafir (infidelism);
6.The triumph of the millat was inevitable in Sind and Hind, as elsewhere and the mujahids should make all efforts to expedite that end;
7. Allah al-Rahman, al-Rahim (the Compassionate, the Merciful) had already forefeited the lives, liberties, properties and honour of hindu kafirs and the mijahids should kill the Hindus, capture their women and children, plunder their properties, demolish their temples desecrate their idols, burn their scriptures, humiliate their holy men and extirpate every vestige of their culture;
8. Hindu were kafirs wallowing in the sin of shirk (idolatory) and fully deserved the punishment meted out to them by the momins.
This is not the place to tell the story of Islamic imperialism in India -- how Hindus refused to be impressed by Allah and his gibberish and how they waged a long-drawn-out war of resistance till the barbarians were brought to book. What is relevant in our present context is that although Hindus overcame Islamic imperialism, they failed to see through the language of that imperialism. Hindu masses continued to react with revulsion towards everything Islamic. But Hindu saints, scholars social reformers and scribes came to accept Islam as a religion as good as their own Sanatana Dharma. This self-deception is still working as a potent poison in whatever remains of India after more than thirteen hundred years of Islamic aggression.
================== CHRISTIAN IMPERIALISM ========================
LANGUAGE OF CHRISTIAN IMPERIALISM The next language of imperialism to plague India was that of Christian imperialism. It first came to this country in the company of Portuguese pirates in the opening years of the 16th century. Some of these pirates were dressed as priests and friars and introduced themselves as missionaries of Jesus Christ. It was this latter tribe which trumpeted that
1. The only True God had sent his Only Son, Jesus, to atone for the sins of all mankind by dying on the Cross in Jerusalem in 33 A.D.;
2. Human history before the Crucifixion of Jesus was an era of darkness and the light of divinity descended on earth exactly on that date;
3. Mankind became divided into Christians and heathens after the death of Jesus and the Christians were under a divine obligation to wage a constant crusade against the Heathens;
4. All Christians everywhere were united in the Catholic Church, the holy Mother of Mankind, which recognised no national divisions or distinctions;
5. The Only True God had mandated the entire earth including India to his Only Son who, in his turn had bequeathed it to the Catholic Church which had thus inherited an inalienable right to liberate India, as all other lands, from the horrors of Heathenism;
6. The victory of the Catholic Church over India as elsewhere, was inevitable and Christian soldiers and missionaries should endeavour to expedite that end;
7. The Only True God, in his infinite mercy, had forefeited the lives, liberties, properties and honour of the Gentoo (Hindu) heathers and the Catholic Church was authorised to demolish their temples, to smash their idols, to burn their scriptures, to persecute their priests, to close down their schools and seminaries, to prohibit their public celebrations, to sequester their movable and immovable possessions, to separate them from their children, to convert their women into concubines for Christian soldiers and priests, to exile those sections of their population which proved recalcitrant, and to massacre those who offered armed resistance;
8. The Gentoo heathens had lived for long in the sin and shame of polytheism and pantheism and their crimes deserved drastic punishment.
This is not the place to narrate why conversions to Christianity remained confined to some small sections of Hindu society and how the bulk of that society repudiated the falsehoods retailed by the misionaries. What is relevant in the present context is that in spite of the warnings from a succession of Hindu sages - Maharshi Dayananda Bankim Chandra, Swami Vivekananda, Sri Aurobindo and Mahatma Gandhi - a section of the Endlish-educated Hindu elite became enamoured of Christianity and recognised it as a religion. That mistake has enabled Christian imperialism to continue making inroads onto Hindu society.
---------- WESTERN IMPERIALISM ----------------------------
LANGUAGE OF WESTERN IMPERIALISM
The language of Western imperialism came to India as the language of British imperialism. But it was shared in common by the French, the Dutch, the Portuguese, the Belgians, the Italians the Germans and Russians who had enslaved many nations in Asia and Africa by force of superior arms. Essentially, it was the old language of Christian imperialism. But it was dressed up in a secular verbiage. Its tenets were as follows.
1. March of human history had proved the cultural superiority of the white man and placed him in the vanguard of human progress;
2. Human history before the 16th and 17th centuries was an age of barbarism, and an era of enlightenment had commenced since then;
3. Mankind was divided into the civilised people of Europe on the one hand, and the savage races of asia and Africa on the other.
4. The white race was a disticnt fraternity designated by history to dominate the whole world, including India;
5. History had placed the people of India in charge of the white man from Britain who should bear the burden of his civilising mission without bothering about the negative attitudes of the natives.
6. History was heading towards an inevitable triumph of the Western civilisation and the British should work towards that fulfilment in India;
7. History had rendered out of date the political system, social order, economic organisation and cultural traditions of India, and the British should smash them be by force or reform them out of recognition without any hesitation.
8. Hindus had lived for long in a medley of primitive superstitions and amply deserved whatever suffering the British civilising mission had imposed upon them.
This is not the place to tell how the British proceeded with their civilising mission in this country and what havoc they wrought in course of a hundred and fifty years. What is relevant in the present context is that althought the British Raj has departed, the language of British imperialsim has survived almost intact in the language of our present-day ruling class which has inherited the British mantle. India to them is a backward or underdeveloped or developing country which should look to the West for ideological inspiration as well as concrete models in all matters of major importance. This has reduced the Indian elite to brown apes of the West and the Indian people to a pack of handicapped children. The havoc which the language of British imperialism is still continuing to work in all spheres of Indian life belies description.
this is to khanman
so u want to know y not our 30k gods save us from that diseas. so answer is our god has save us too much than u.wanna know how???????????????...so answer is did u ever hear any hindu terrorist....answer is no...ans ask any third person which relegion have most no.'s of terrorist........don't go far i tell u ...i ask from a christian sitting near me . know what he said"muslim" *** u....i hope u will never visit this site again....this site is not allowed for dogs and muslims.....*** u......if u mind....go to hell....take care of ya sis cuz i will soon make xxx with her
xxx u khanman i really xxx u come in front of me then i will xxx u.....don't getting mean of xxx.....teri xxx ke chithre orda dunga mule....teri xxx mai sab indians ke lulle.....don't u no mean of lulle.....oh sorry mai ta bhool hi gaya si ki tuhade lulle ta hoonde hi nahi....hehehehehehehehehehe......once again xxx u khanman....saala aids da bacha....don't u no indians nu aids teri khala jaan to shurru hoyea si...pher holi holi teri behan wi aa gayi....behan ta jehri aayi si aayi hoon ta saara pakistan hi indians de xxx da deeewana hoyea hai...especially punjabi drivers....u no y??????????....cuz feem kha ke....ya dode pee ke jaldi hoonda hi nahi kaam.....naale jehri ik waar punjabi de thale pe gayi lambi......oh ta pher canada nu bhool jandi hai ....tuwaha ta hai hi pakistan....je aasi saaare punjabi tuwahade wal moo karke bathroom kar daiye ta tere pind wich hi nahi balki saare gandi country wich hi flood aa jana hai....lekin karde aasi iss lai nahi cuz saada bathroom kharab ho jau...u xxx khanman....think abt it....and ik nahsiaat dena chahhada haa.....behanchoda kisse naal wi panga lai....indian naal panga na lai.....marde khat haa te gharisde jiada aa....paani pila pila ke......mai nahi si likhna kuch wi lekin saade 30k gods baare gal kiti ta likhea...waise ik beleive in allah too....but u .....u r a black dot on muslims...u no all muslims called bad cuz of guys like u....u aids de maare......every punjabi lo at khanman.....spit on him....no no no don't spit on him...yaar saada thook ganda ho jau.....samjhea karo yaar)
Peshawar
Half an hour out of Peshawar the border appeared and so did the guard. He looked like a good reason for me to do exactly as I was told.
He introduced himself as Quasim Rashid Khan, distant cousin of Khan Abdul Wali Khan, the ancient but still living patriarch of Pathan nationalism and proud member of the Afridi tribe.
Quasim was a big bloke, who looked like he could hold the Red Army at bay with his beard. After a few minutes in the car he turned and said something about Melmasta to me. In a hazy blue funk I couldn't remember whether this involved being showered with small gifts or having me private parts cut off for being in the same room as his auntie.
I must have looked worried, because he reassured me he was welcoming me to his homeland, by offering me a boiled sweet. As we pulled into the gun capital of a society steeped in violence, banditry and drug trafficking it looked at first like any other village on market day.
But a closer look revealed a street full of nothing but gun shops. There were over a hundred in the one village, mostly on the main street. I spotted the odd vegetable stall, hardware store and a branch of a shop which appeared to be a sort of Scud-U-Like.
But as soon as I opened the car door it was as if I'd stepped into the middle of the Battle of the Bulge as a cacophony of weapons went off around me. From that moment until I left, a couple of hours later, there wasn't a break in the firing longer than 20 seconds, as locals ordered a pound of oranges and a dozen grenades.
The firing was nothing to do with me turning up. Instead it was potential customers testing weapons in a frenzy of unfriendliness.
Shell-shocked I was led through back alleys where the guns and bullets were made. Boys as young as eight used tiny hammers to force the lead tops of small calibre bullets into their cases, while bigger boys made bigger bullets in adjacent larger workshops.
Further up the street, older lads varnished the wooden handles of AK47s, everyone of them seemingly proud of their work and eager to thrust one into your hand.
Through each doorway a different part of the gun makers craft was on display. But in this place dedicated to violent death it was difficult to imagine a friendlier welcome.
Smiles and offers of cups of Chai followed me everywhere, as did my guard, who didn't interfere but never let me out of his sight. On the main street the finished products were being tested - and this where the men hung out.
There were Kalashnikov shops, purveyors of anti-aircraft and outlets specialising in guns disguised as umbrellas, walking sticks, and most frightening of all, a pen-pistol.
Looking like a fountain pen it unscrews in the middle to reveal a chamber ready for a single 2.5 mm round. Screwed up again with the nib and cartridge removed it is cocked by drawing back the pen top a centimetre.
To fire, you press lightly on the pen top's clip. Deadly at 20 metres it costs just £4.00
Alternatively, £90 buys a Kalashnikov, and £7.50 purchases a .22 calibre ladies gun for your girlfriend. To improve home security £300.00 gets you an anti-aircraft gun.
Obviously, with the comprehensive range on view, choosing the gun to suite your exact needs is a bit of headache, as, by this time, was the village itself.
So the best thing to do is walk a couple of hundred yards to test your fire power. You have to pay for the ammunition, but its not expensive. A 20 round Kalashnikov magazine set you back £2.50. It last about five seconds, twice as long as a foot tall missile I found myself preparing to fire for the cut down price of £4.00
Encouraged by a call of 'Enjoy yourself my boy. Deny yourself nothing!' I aimed at a large rock about a hundred yards away. As I pulled the trigger the missile flew in a flat line to the boulder which disintegrated into a thousand pieces.
As pleased with himself as I was with myself the shop owner whispered in my ear. Its also very good against tanks.
Eventually I declined his offer of 'a very good price for the very good shot' - £120.00 before leaving for the village centre - where, my guard assured me, was 'a very nice pastry shop.'
As we sat and drank sweet tea the promised nice pastries appeared and the din of weapons testing continued with single shots burst of automatic fire and the odd earth shattering thump as a missile made mince meat of someone's allotment (hmmmm- the typist).
An array of British Lee Enfields, American M16 assault rifles and Chinese army pistols were paraded before me and my missile salesman turned local historian.
He told me gun making skills came to the village in the 1890s in the form of a Punjabi gunsmith on the run for murder. The Afridis learnt fast and their knowledge passed through generations from father to son, while the British thought it expedient to let the Pathans make their own inferior weapons rather than have their own stolen and used against them.
But the Pathan's guns are in no way inferior. They are, in fact highly accurate copies and a Darra gunsmith can dismantle a weapon he has never seen before, draw templates for every part and, with very basic tools, manufacture one within ten days. Subsequent copies take three days.
In the Darra area there are said to be 40,000 men involved in the gun trade. I haven't a clue if any women are and I didn't see a single one in the village to ask. Just as well probably, bearing in mind the second pillar of the Pathan code of honour and the availability of weapons to carry out the third.
Business, I was told , continues to flourish with the guns going to fuel the civil war to the north, the Kashmir freedom movement to the east and macho middle class Punjabis to the south who view an AK47 as an aid to dating in much the same way as males in Essex look upon the Escort XR3i.
All self respecting Pathans have a weapon - a fact confirmed in the fields around Darra where farmers work their land with their Kalashnikov or Lee Enfield close at hand.
They also find their way to terrorist organisations in - but not my flat - in Notting Hill.
I contented myself with a camouflaged AK47 gun case, ideal for carrying my cricket bat to away games.
hi
pakistan o khana mango ga ta kher dava ga
pur ja kashmer mango ga ta cheer dava ga
pakistan o khana mango ga ta kher dava ga
pur ja kashmer mango ga ta cheer dava ga
hoi pakistani......thenda hoja sala harami...!! meh
nah....teri mah di pudhi meh menja dalke...teri
phendi bhonde cengitra mari....jor celakee tatte
deh
waj...!! •••• u all mutha ••••••.....
this is some advice which I got from my guru....
Now you tell me who won? I see them, they run
Hehehehe, they don't wanna see us...
•••• you and your motherfuckin mama
We gon' kill all you motherfuckers
Alla y'all motherfuckers, •••• you die slow
••••••••••••
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You motherfuckers can't be us or see us
We the motherfuckin Notorious Jatt ridahs
Westside of
Punjab till we die!
Out here in Lahore sala musla we warn ya
We'll BOMB on you motherfuckers, we do OUR job
You think you mob, we Jatts the motherfuckin mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real Jatts
All you motherfuckers feel us
Our shit's goin triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You Muslim laugh cause our staff got, guns in
they
motherfuckers belts
You know how it is when we drop bombs in
Lahore they
felt
You Pakis can't feel it, we the realest
•••• 'EM, we The Thru Bad Boy Jatts killin
*echoes*
wei khan !!!!
haram da pilla ... sala pakistano haram khor ...
bala
na bhol ... teri bholti bande kardunga ... agar teri
maa (haram di kuti) da duud piya na ... aja medan
peh
.... i will •••• u and ur whole khandan like the dog
u r ..... neva •••• wif a jatt harami ... coz u wull
neva no when ur ass is abt 2 be whooped ....
pakistan murda bad !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
juanda reh saada punjab !!!!!!!!
waheguru ji ka khalsa ... waheguru ji ki fateh !!!!
TO KHAN .......
HAVE A 3SOM WIT ALLH AND MOHAMID YA PROFIT
YA WONT FEEL ANYTING COZ DEY ALL GOT 1/2 LUNNS
PUSSY HOLE
ager kisse haramee indian may himat hay too salay pkaistan may sirf aik inch bhee undeer aa kay daykhoo phir pata lug jaee gaa kay tumhara aslee baap koon hay.... or haan hamay kashmir nahee chaheay...uloo kay puthay...mager tum salay kutoon kooo whan chaain say nahee bethnay daynn gayy..... abay ager himat hay too kooch ker kay too deekhao ..... salay india kay tutoo.... india kiya export ker raha hay tayree maa ka naach gana? yaa tayree behan ko adhayy kaproon may movies may nachata hoaa? ya phir puther ka bhugwan? jiss ka buchpan say shooq hee larkeeon ka naach tha? abay soch sumajh kay bola ker gudhay..... pehlay jaa ker kooch purh likh lay phir baat kernay aaa jana.... salay bhool giya kiya 1965 ke jung... abhee tuk koee murd kaa bucha pakistan air force ka record nahee toor suka hay..... ager india may himat hay to phir aazmaa kay dekh layy..pata lug jaee gaa....
I AM FROM LUDHIANA TOO MY BROTHER WHERE DO YOU RESIDE?
I AM FROM NEW RAJ GURU NAGAR!
SSA SARE PUNJABYA NU.KI HAL CHAL NE . MEIN LUDHIANE TON KO HOVEE TAN JARUR LIKHYO