Monday, March 11, 2013

urdu poetry........nazeer

juda kisi se gharz kisi ka habeeb na ho
yeh  daagh woh  hai ke dushman ko bhi naseeb na ho

Sunday, March 10, 2013

URDU POETRY.......TOPIC; QISMAT ....FATE

MUJHE ROKE GA TU AYE NAKHUDA KYA GHARQ HONE SE
KE JIN KO DOOBNA HAI DOOB JAATE HAIN SAFEENON MEIN....IQBAL

EK MEHROOM CHALE MEER! HUM HI DUNIYA SE
WARNA AALAM KO ZAMAANE NE DIYA KYA KYA KUCH....MEER TAQI MEER

SIYAHI JAISE GIR JAYE DUM-E-TAHREER KAAGHAZ PAR
MERI QISMAT  MEIN YUN TAHREER HAI SHAB-HAYE HIJRAN KI....GHALIB

AISI QISMAT KAHAN KE JAAM AATA
BOO-E-MAI BHI IDHAR NAHIN AATI....MUZTIR MUZAFFARPURI

MERI QISMAT MEIN KHUDA JAANE KAHAN SE AA GAYE
WOH JO KHUM HAIN AAP KI ZULF-E-PAREESHAN KE LIYE....AKHTAR


Thursday, March 7, 2013

THE NEW ROLE OF MANAGERS

NO LONGER COULD MANAGERS JUST TELL EMPLOYEES WHAT TO DO AND WHEN. LIFE HAS BECOME TOO COMPLICATED; MANGERS ARE NOT EXPECTED TO KEEP UP WITH SO MANY CHANGES SO QUICKLY. THEIR ROLE IS SHIFTING FROM TRADITIONAL " COMMAND AND CONTROL " APPROACH TO A NEW MODEL IN WHICH THEY CREATE ENVIRONMENTS IN WHICH THEIR ASSISTANTS COULD TAKE A LEAD IN SETTING TARGETS, DETERMINING TASKS TO BE DONE, AND MEASURING RESULTS. IN THIS NEW WORLD MANAGERS SPEND MORE TIME FACILITATING BY KNOCKING DOWN BARRIERS THAT GET IN THE WAY OF EMPLOYEES DOING WHAT THEY NEED TO AND BY TRAINING AND COACHING, AND THEY SPEND LESS TIME INSPECTING AND ORDERING.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

urdu poetry....beauty of the beloved

but to see a highly ingenious and original use of the sun imagery, you must read this couplet of meer taqi meer;

doobe uchle hai aaftaab hanoz
kahin dekha tha tujh ko dariya par


still the sun doth leap and dive
he saw you once on the riverside

urdu poetry....beauty of the beloved

then a poet of late 20th century, mahir-ul-qadiri, again resorted to solar imagery;

naqaab-e-rukh uthaya jaa raha hai
woh nikli dhoop, saaya jaa raha hai

the beauteous face uplifts her veil
lo, the sun emerges, shadows dissipate

urdu poetry.....beauty of the beloved

then came ghalib 1797-1869, almost 150 years after wali, turning from the soft splendour of the rising sun to the dazzling brilliance of the midday;

jab woh jamaal-e-dilfroz, soorat-e-mehr-e-neem roz
khud hi ho nazaara-e-soz, parde mein munh chupaye kyun

why should that winsome beauty, like the midday sun ablaze
hide her face behind the veil, when none at her can gaze

urdu poetry....beauty of the beloved

wali 1667-1707, one of the early architects of urdu poetry, paid his tribute to the beauty of his beloved; kuch yun

dekhna har subah tujh rukhsar ka
hai mutaala matla-e-anwaar ka

to see your face every morning
is to see the glorius flush of dawn