#millat

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Apni Millat Par Qiyas Aqwam-e-Maghrib Se Na Kar Khas Hai Tarkeeb Mein Qoum-e-Rusool-e-Hashmi

Un Ki Jamiat Ka Hai Mulk-o-Nasab Par Inhasar Quwwat-e-Mazhab Se Mustahkam Hai Jamiat Teri

Daman-e-Deen Hath Se Chhuta To Jamiat Kahan Aur Jamiat Huwi Rukhsat To Millat Bhi Gyi

-- Allama Muhammad Iqbal (Rahimullah)

[sensizliklesavasirken]

Şimdi ıssız sokaklarda kalbimde biri var

Giden dönmeyince geri beni dünya ne bağlar?

Şimdi soğuk akşamlar, bana gökten sensizlik yağar

Kalan olmayınca beni bu dünya ne bağlar?

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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Tra Millat, 2023

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Til – millat ko‘zgusi.

Til – millat ko‘zgusi.

Annotatsiya: maqolada ona tili naqadar buyuk ne’mat ekanligi, uni asrab-avaylash, uni boyitishimiz va avlodlarga to‘liqligicha yetkazishimiz xususida so‘z borishi bilan birgalikda til bilan bog‘liq ijtimoiy muammolar va ularning yechimlari ham keltirib o‘tiladi. Kalit so‘zlar: Inson, til, ruh, millat, xalq, ne’mat, in’om, islohot, muammo, yechimlar, tizim, yangilik, innovatsiya, hujjat,…

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37th Millat Tractors Governors Cup Golf begins today LAHORE   -  The 37th Millat Tractors Governors Cup Golf Tournament will be contested here at Lahore Gymkhana golf course from today (Friday) and conclude on Sunday. 

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“Zanha-yi Millat: Women or Wives of the Nation?” Afsaneh Najmabadi

Afsaneh Najambadi is a Harvard Professor of History and Women, Gender, and Sexuality and an Iranian-American historian and gender theorist.  In this academic work titled "Zanha-yi Millat: Women or Wives of the Nation?” Najambadi discusses the implications of the homonymic and gender ambiguities of the Persian language on the Iranian Constitutional Revolution.  The Iranian Constitution Revolution took place from 1905-1907 but debate and reform continued through the 1910s. The constitution was signed in 1906 leading to the establishment of Iran.  The revolution was a time of great social and political change in Persia, along with debate from many parties. A pressing topic of debate during the revolution was the status and rights of women in Iran, and women themselves were a great proponent of this debate. 

In her article, Najmabadi shows how the homonymic Persian word, zan, defines the womanhood of Iranian women.  Zan in Persian means woman but also means wife.  Therefore, zan is both an antonym of mard (man) and shohar (husband).  Zan being the word for both woman and wife domesticates the role of the woman and defines her to only be complementary to a man.  This is reasserted by the Islamic notion of the woman being a possession to be protected by man that was considered correct status of women by many during the constitutional revolution. Despite these traditional roles being asserted during the revolution, women were able to create their identity as sisters and create a more equalized language.  This is seen by the progression of the meaning of the word "millat."  Millat originally meant mardum, or people, and was a very masculine term.  But as women slowly established themselves and as their rights were being debated, Millat's meaning evolved into "nation," encompassing both men and women. This challenged the original masculinity of millat and introduced the notion of men and women as equal citizens. 

Overall, this article is very interesting and Najmabadi does a thorough job of assessing the influence of the political and social currents of the time on the Persian language and how a language changes with the history of a millat, or nation. 

-AJR

Zanhā-yi millat: Women or Wives of the Nation?

Afsaneh Najmabadi

Iranian Studies , Vol. 26, No. 1/2 (Winter - Spring, 1993), pp. 51-71

Published by: Taylor & Francis, Ltd. on behalf of International Society for Iranian Studies

Article Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/4310824

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A story of Catt and Milly Part 2. Written by Catt

Her smile was infectious as the two of you stood up from the booth. As you collected your belongings you glanced over at Kels; she was too busy with that guy to notice you. You pulled your phone out and quickly texted her. 'You'll be happy to know that I'm leaving with someone. But please for your own sake; be safe. Talk tomorrow x' You glanced over at Milly and blushed as she was already staring at you. "Where abouts do you live anyway?" She asked as you exited the building. "Just a little walk away." You replied with a shy smile as you gingerly took her hand in yours; thankfully she obliged and she gave your hand a slight squeeze as a gentle smile flashed onto her face. You could spend a thousand years with this girl and never fully appreciate the true extent of her beauty; she was truly breathtaking. The walk back to yours was quiet and calm; you had to walk through a small field with a fountain in the middle of it. The moonlight sent tiny beams of light scattering off of the glimmering ripples in the water made by a small family of ducks. Milly shivered ever so delicately beside you which gave you a great excuse to place your cardigan over her shoulders while wrapping an arm around her waist. When you eventually reached the front door to your flat your heart started to speed up once more. You had no idea of what was going to happen next. You'd never brought a stranger, whether male or female, back to your place nor had you ever been brought back to someone else's place. You tried to calm yourself as you led her up the stairs to your door. As you opened the door and flicked on a light you then let her in and saw her eyes light up in the most fantastic way. She stepped into the main room and walked over to the grand bookcase that filled an entire wall and you watched as she gently glided her finger tips over different books spines and marvelled at the titles and authors. When she reached the edge of the case she looked around at the other walls and her little mannerisms fascinated you. The way her eyes really did shine. How she walked so confidently. The way she held herself so well. The range of slight expressions that appeared on her face as she took in the items in the room. "This is a beautiful place you have." She said as she looked back over at you. "It's nowhere near as beautiful as you though." You replied as she blushed and looked down at the floor. "You're still cold, do you want a hot chocolate or something?" She smiled brightly and nodded eagerly. "Please, make yourself at home." You left the room and into the kitchen as you hurriedly made the drinks; you didn't want to waste any time by not being in her presence. When you walked back through she was curled up on the sofa leafing through the book that you were currently reading. You handed her the drink and sat down next to her. You reached over the side of the sofa to grab the remote for the speakers to turn them on. Music started to play quietly in the background. "Imagine dragons fan? We'll get on just fine." She said with a slight giggle. The conversation took off from there; the two of you talked for hours. You both shared likes and dislikes. Bonded over characters in books and TV programmes. You both discussed your favourite bands and why you loved them so much. And the great thing was that when she was really enthusiastic about something you could tell just by her body language; she just lit up. And what was greater yet was that she'd lean forward or something like that when describing things and the two of you eventually ended up cuddled into the corner of the sofa with a blanket tucked over you. You felt like you'd known her for years rather than hours. You'd never felt this way before. It truly was incredible. You were admiring her laugh as it suddenly caught short; much to your dismay. "Oh shoot! Look at the time! I'd better go, I guess." She said as she stood up and looked at you. You glanced at the clock; it was 5 in the morning... You started to panic as you really didn't want her to leave. You stood up and faced her, taking her hands in yours. Timidly, you went onto your tiptoes slightly and kissed her gently on the lips. Thankfully she kissed you back and as the kiss ended you saw a small smile dancing on her lips. "I hope that wasn't too forward of me." you said as you felt your cheeks flair up. She grinned back at you as she tilted your chin up with her hand. "Not at all." And with that her lips were back on yours. Your stomach fluttered about as your hands wrapped around her waist and as hers cupped your head. Goosebumps shot up and over your arms and you were soon out of breath. You pulled back slightly and rested your forehead on hers. "Please, don't go. I couldn't possibly let you leave at this time. You can stay in my bed and I'll sleep through here." She shook her head slightly and your heart dropped. You really didn't want her to leave just yet. "If I'm going to be staying here then I want you to be with me." A shy smile spread over your mouth and you guided her into the bedroom. She was too focused on you to take in the room properly but you knew that she'd appreciate it in the morning. You warily stripped down to your underwear and internally sighed in relief as she did the same. The two of you climbed into bed and wrapped your arms around the other. "Thank you for tonight, this really has been one of my most favourite nights." You whispered gently. "Mine too. I didn't have high hopes for tonight but well, it's been brilliant." She replied. The two of you quickly drifted off with light smiles on your faces. You couldn't wait to see what tomorrow would bring.

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A story of Catt and Milly. Written by Catt.

"But Kels please. I hate clubs. Don't make me go, please!" You begged as your friend almost pushed you out of the door. "It's been several months since you broke up with him and all you've done is sit in your room. You need to get out." Painful memory's flooded back. That asshole. Still, you didn't want to go out. You were perfectly content with your own company. Kels was having none of it though and you soon found yourself waiting nervously in a queue for a club in town. You didn't care for this; the music was terrible, there was drunk people staggering all over the place and the skirt Kels made you wear was far too short for your own comfort. As you were stood tugging down at your skirt your eyes briefly caught the gaze of another girl in the queue ahead of you. Her beauty caught you off guard and you couldn't seem too look away; her dark lashes framed her eyes perfectly and her mouth curled up at the corners so delicately. She clearly hasn't been dressed up by her friends though as she looked at ease with what she was wearing; her tight jeans and lose sparkly top hung in all the right places. Her shoes were th- "Who's the guy you're staring at? Where is he?!" Kels tugged at your arm as she interrupted your thoughts. You coughed nervously and shook your head. "He literally just went in, uh, maybe we'll see him in there." You could have said a load of nonsense and Kels wouldn't have noticed; she had her eye on a guy and they were practically eyefucking in front of you. You rolled your eyes as she excitedly explained her plan on how to get him. You didn't care. You wanted to talk to that girl. There was just something about her... When you looked back your heart stumbled. She was gone. You prayed that she was already in the club. The night air was chilly and you clung to your cardigan; Kels had tries to grab it off of you but to no avail; you needed to cover up at least one part of you. All too soon you were allowed into the club and it was just as you expected. Loud. Sweaty. Everything you hated. Your eyes scanned around the room; searching and hoping. A hand grabbed your arm and Kels lead you to the bar. You ordered your drink and wandered over to the side, your eyes never stopping in their attempt to find her. A scruffy man stepped into your eye line and your heart started to speed up. Ah no."Hey there. How much does a pola-" "I'm going to stop you there mate, I'm not interested. Sorry." You smiled apologetically at the man as he cursed you under his breath and walked away, but as he left your eyes stopped scanning the room. You'd found her. She was sat on her own at a booth on her phone but the strobe lights made her eyes sparkle and her hair shined a hundred different colours. Your heart sped up for a different reason now though, you needed to talk to her. You had to try. You looked to your side to see that Kels was already hooking up with that guy in the corner; at least she was occupied with something instead of bothering you. You gingerly strode over to the other girl as you searched your brain for something to say but it was coming up blank... Just as you got to the table you noticed a little charm on her bracelet... The USS Enterprise.... You smiled to yourself as you reached her table. She glanced up at you and you lost your train of thought. Her eyebrow raised up in a questionable fashion as you cleared your throat. "Hi, uh, is your name Chekov because I would, ah, nope. That's too cheesy, sorry." You felt your cheeks flair up as she giggled at you. "You're a fellow Star Trek fan?" At least she got the reference. You nodded and pointed to the seat beside her. "Do you mind?" She smiled and shook her head as you sat down. "I'm Catt." You said as you extended you hand towards her. "Milly." She replied as she shook it as a smile danced on her lips. "What brings you here then?" "Apparently it's not acceptable to sit in your room watching reruns of doctor who and supernatural all day." The fake look of shock made you laugh. "Says who?!" You pointed to the blonde in the corner of the room as you sighed. "Says her. How come you're here? No offence, but you don't quite fit in here." "None taken; you don't fit in either. It's my friends birthday. She thought it would be a good idea to go clubbing. She reckons that it's a good place to meet potential partners. As if. Any of my potential partners would be in a library." "Well, I'd better leave here then. I have a library to find." Her eyes lit up as her mouth turned up at the corner. "Are you trying to hit on me?" She giggled "Most possibly." You said as you grinned back, "hey uh, do you want to get out of here? We could go back to mine?" Her answering smile made your heart feel fuzzy. "I'd love to."