young nation magazine 09 july 2011

Dear friends,

How are you all? What to do in

these vacations? We are here

for you. In this issue, we have

brought the guideline for you

to kill the boredom and be pro-

ductive at the same time. En-

joy reading it and try to follow

them.

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Quotes on KnowledgeBy Sumaira Imran

If we value the pursuit of knowledge, we must be free to follow wherever that search may lead us. The free mind is not a barking dog, to be tethered on a ten-foot chain. Adlai E. Stevenson Jr. (1900 - 1965), speech at the University of Wisconsin, Madison, October 8, 1952

All men by nature desire knowledge. Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC), Metaphysics To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to knowledge. Benjamin Disraeli (1804 - 1881), Sybil, 1845 There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge. Bertrand Russell (1872 - 1970) When you know a thing, to hold that you know it; and when you do not know a thing, to allow that you do not know it - this is knowledge. Confucius (551 BC - 479 BC),

Tongue twistersCan you read it in a go? Let’s try…

A big black bug bit a big black bear, made the big black bear bleed blood.A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk, but the stump thunk the skunk stunk.Which witch wished which wicked wish?

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SUMMERSummer season bringsColours to the face of earthAs season’s birds singsSummer season isWarmest of all the sea-sonsWeaving dreams of blissSeason of summerFills heart and soul with laughterLike blooming flowerSummer brings shimmerBy benevolence of natureIn beams of glimmerSummer’s arrivalSignals fun and festivalsAnd soul’s revivalSummer is warmerShining brighter is the sunSolace is waterSummer’s diverse soundsIs the nature’s symphonyWithout doubt astoundsSummer is the bestTo feel the comfort of breezeWhich needs no attestSummer is the peakFor the soul of sun to shineAnd it is uniqueSummer is for funSoaking in sweat and wa-terAnd is never doneSummer holidaysSprinkles delight every-

whereIn so many waysSummer is the timeTo think of spring and au-tumnAs it is sublime

I hate homeworkBy Umair JamalCooked my book in a broth,And stirred it to a stream-ing froth.I threw in papers-pencils too,To make a pot of home-work stew.I turned the flame up, nice and hot,And tossed my binder in the pot.I sprinkled in my book re-port,With colored markers by the quart.Despite its putrid, nox-ious gas,I proudly took my stew to class.And though the smell was so gruesome,I set it on my teachers desk.My teacher said ’You are quite a chef,’‘But still you are going to have an F,’‘I didn’t ask for home-work’s stew,’I said, tomorrow, home-

work’s due.

A perfect family By Noor AfzalEven though sometimes, breakfast gets too lateTempers start to rise, while we waitThere are unmanaged last minute plansAnd not space for every body in the small vanSitting in the vortex, one direction a baby’s crying Siblings are annoying, you are sighingToo much noise and pa-pa’s glaringAnd if that wasn’t enough, mama’s staringHard to get a solitary sec-ond of peaceYou’re trying to study and silence decides to ceaseAnd “make your bed” mama saysToo bad the maid has tak-en off for the dayIt gets rough sometimes but at the end of the dayEverything turns out bet-ter than okayThe floury become gleam-ing smilesAnd to be together we can cross many miles Because we know that days of happinessWill only grow longerAnd bonds of trustWill only grow stronger


It’s the summer season, which means you will eat mangoes and have fun with friends and family during your summer va-cations. Many students would have planned on how to spend

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their vacations, but there would be some who would be confused as what to do during their days of leisure. Well, don’t worry, because in this article you will read some tips which

will help you find out your true calling during these holidays.

Make a scheduleThe first thing you should do is make a schedule. You should write down all the things you want to do. Maybe you want to spend a few days at your friend’s home or at your aunt’s,


maybe you want to invite any of your best friend to spend a few days with you, or maybe you would want to read books. Whatever the plan is, it should be in writing so that you are fo-cused when the summer vaca-tions begin.

Stay HealthyDuring summer vacations many people become lazy by staying up late at night and waking up late in the morning. You should use your vacations to create a healthy life. You can wake up early in the morning and go for a walk or do some easy exer-cises. Playing and running also keeps one healthy, so you can make a plan with your neigh-bourhood friends to play crick-et everyday in the evening.Learn new things

During summer vacations you are free from the stress of your studies, which is why it’s always a good time to learn something new. You can read great stuff from the Internet, buy books or join a library. You can also read colourful encyclopaedias which will not only make you learn new things but would also be a great pastime pursuit.

Do your hobbyMany students don’t follow their hobbies because of exams and homework. During your summer vacations, you can do your hobby with all concentra-tion. You can collect stamps, coins or make a scrapbook in which you can paste pictures of your favourite cars and air-planes taken from old maga-zines. If you are fond of playing with Plaster of Paris or clay, then you can make your own sculp-tures. Drawing and sketching is also a wonderful hobby which gives you a chance to play with

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your creative side with colours, designs and pictures.

Join Summer Camps You can also join a summer camp which is a great way to enjoy your vacations. These summer camps teach vari-ous things including painting, swimming, sketching, clay mak-ing. They also teach martial arts and children can also learn to play squash, football and other indoor and outdoor games. They also conduct quiz compe-titions and other events which keep the children entertained throughout their holidays.

Explore historyYou can also make plans with your parents or friends to visit various museums or historic sites to gain knowledge about them. It would also be a memo-rable experience visiting them and learning more about his-tory.

Go to new placesYou can also make a plan to visit an old friend or a relative who

lives in another city. This way you would not only have fun with your friends and relatives, but you would also experience a change of atmosphere which would recharge you when your schools reopen.

Time for studies Apart from fun and enjoyment in your daily schedule, you should also make a plan to study an hour a day in which you would do your homework which needs to be completed in your vacations. Studies are also important and they should be prioritized as well.

I hope these tips would help you during your summer vaca-tions. Enjoy your vacations and have loads of fun!


‘Spy Kids 4: All the Time in the World’Opening: Friday, August 19

What It’s About: It’s been eight years since the last ‘Spy Kids’ film, and the original under-

cover tykes are now all grown up, so this one is a bit of a reboot. Jessica Alba comes aboard

as a retired spy thrust back into action with reluctant help from her two twin stepchildren.

Piven plays the diabolical “Timekeeper,” who threatens all of Earth.

summer movies


‘Harry Pot-ter and the Deathly Hol-lows, Part II’Opening: Friday, July 15

What It’s About: The eighth and final installment of the

Harry Potter film franchise has the not-as-young-as-he-once-

was wizard on a quest to foil Lord Voldemort’s plot to make

himself immortal and conquer the wizard world. ‘Deathly

Hollows, Part I’ was the second-highest-grossing of all the

massively successful series, so expect ‘Part 2,’ which is being

released in 2D, 3D and IMAX, to cap the series off with boffo

box office numbers.

‘Winnie the Pooh’Opening: Friday, July 15

What It’s About: Everybody’s favorite binge-eating bear is back in the first big-screen ad-

aptation of the children’s classic in over 30 years. The plot, based on three of A.A. Milne’s

classic tales, has Winnie searching for honey, Eeyore needing a new tail and Tigger being

Tigger. The movie features an old-fashioned animation style which captures the spirit of

original Pooh illustrator E.H. Shepard’s etchings. The film checks in at barely an hour, mak-

ing it perfect for kids (and parents) with short attention spans.

‘The Smurfs’Opening: Friday, July 29

What It’s About: Purists, beware: Instead of animated blue characters smurfing in a village

full of mushroom-shaped houses, this movie has the Smurfs as three-dimensional CGI crit-

ters who find themselves right in the middle of live-action Smurf York City. Why are they

there? Well, Gargamel has forced them from their bucolic, smurfy homestead, and now the

evil wizard has followed them to the Big Apple so he can do away with his smurfy rivals for

good. Smurf smurfing the smurf smurfily, right?

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My heart pounded in response to the overflow of adrenaline, send-ing the blood roaring through my aching body. My ears were alert to every sound: the pounding of my footsteps; the hoarseness of my breath. I forced myself to for-go these and focused my hearing behind me. Yes- they were still in pursuit. Their footsteps were heav-ier in accordance to their well-fed bodies; one of the many perks of a more luxuriant lifestyle. They were a measurable distance behind ; maybe if I could push myself a lit-tle further; give myself one more burst of adrenaline, I might still make it. Still live to see another day. But fate, as always, had other plans for me. My heart plummeted at what lay ahead; my feet stopped dead in their frantic stride. I turned to face the merciless demons that

will send me into the ever-hungry jaws of hell. They were now right in front of me. Seven- I counted. Too many for me to fight; too many for me to escape. One of them stand-ing on the extreme right began his slow approach. As the light hit his face, recognition surged through me.It had been like any other day. I had been dawdling in the street which is known as the taboo in the slums where I was born. The street was heavy and dark with vices, addic-tion and complete abandonment. Heroine sellers and addicts crowd-ed street and I patiently bided my time. I usually targeted the newly arrived junkies-heavy with cash and too incoherent to pay attention. However today, my eyes alighted on a group of teenage boys. They hailed from affluent families and

arrived in a jet-black Mercedes al-most every night. The music blared from their speakers as they spent the night in reckless in-toxication. Seeing them, my mind shifted in contempt to my father; a lowly paid servant in a powerful household. How he took me in his lap and said to do good because wherever I am, Allah is always with me and He will never abandon me. I was shocked back to my surround-ings by the opening sounds of their rough music. There were seven of them, all gathered around the car, their hands heavy with heroin as they laughed uncontrollably. Yet my eyes alighted on one, the only one, whose hands were empty and whose lips were sealed. I squinted to get a better view of his face in the dim light and recognized him as someone who was the underdog

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of the gang – one who hung to the words of the more popular and one who was discarded accordingly. Now he hung at a small distance from his friends.Targeting him as a weak link, I de-cided to take a bold and extremely risky step. Encouraged by the rag-ing music and my pounding heart, I stepped through to dark to where he was standing. My hand shot from the dark and within a second it was full of cash. Elated, I began to step back. But my triumph turned quickly turned to terror by a single shout behind me. One of the guys had seen my action and promptly took the expected reaction. They pursued me.I saw the victim hang back until most of his gang had joined the chaos. Too terrified to ponder, I turned around and bolted away.Despite my best efforts, they had cornered me now. My knees buck-led and I collapsed. My eyes never left the figure moving towards me. Slowly, taking his time, he ap-proached; his accomplices encour-aged him and jeered at me. Finally, he reached me. His face came down close to me and he said in a soft voice, “How much did you take?”Stammering, I replied, “Don’t know.”He asked me to count it. I did. I had Rs. 2000. His face looked grave as he ordered me to hold out my hand. Fearing the worst, I did as I was told, shut my eyes tight and braced myself for the pain. To my surprise, instead of searing pain, my hand felt a rectangular light-weight object. Astonishment shot open my eyes and I saw a further Rs. 3000 added to my loot. I looked up at the smiling face which winked at me. For a moment, all was si-lent – then all hell came loose. His friends, furious at what had hap-pened, advanced towards me. Fists closed, mouths pulled open in menacing sneers. But my guardian now faced his friends and put his arms out to protect me.His friends stopped dead in their tracks. One of them shouted, “Saad, what are you doing?” When my guardian answered his low voice resonated with an unknown force that had a physical impact on the congregation, “Leave him alone.” His friends bristled at what was unknown to them. The same guy, probably the leader, asked, “Why? He robbed you!” Saad replied, “Be-cause I don’t want to get burned.” His reply threw me completely off guard. Apparently his friends had

the same confused reaction. Who was this person? Where did this power, this calmness, this confi-dence come from? We were all un-der his influence.Saad, only now noticing the ef-fects his words had produced, sighed and lifted the sleeves of his left arm. A collective gasp issued from the congregation. All along his arm, his skin was scalded red. Angry red burns laced the entire length. In several places his skin had burst open to form blisters and accompanied with unnatural purple scars, they completed the horrific look of pure pain and suf-fering.Saad began to explain, “Yesterday, while I was playing the X- box, my servant was handing me a steam-ing cup of tea. In my exhilaration, I jerked my hand and the entire tea flowed onto my hands, arms and legs. The pain was immedi-ate and unbearable. I jumped up howling and, I slapped my servant across the face. But it didn’t stop the pain; it only intensified it. My only thought was the pain should stop. I have money; I have power. The pain should stop. But not my money nor yours nor the entire worlds could have stopped it. Later when my servant was rubbing balm on my wounds, I cried with every touch. He then addressed me in a hushed voice, “Sahib, please let me say this. You have been touched by something that only had the effect of fire. What will you do when you face the actual fire which is 700 times more horrific than our own? How will you survive then, with no parents to care for you and no medicine to soothe your eternal agony? This pain is real; the fire is real; Allah is real and He has always been watching you. Please save your soul from torture and destruc-tion. I shall pray for you.” Saying this, he left. But my entire soul writhed in agony at what I had become. My physical pain now meant nothing. I would have glad-ly suffered pain a thousand times worse if I could exchange it for the pain that now tortured my soul. That night I changed. For the first time when I prayed, through my burn-ing pain, I felt Allah’s touch as He cra-dled

my soul and gave me the strength to bear my agony.”Saad paused here and locked his eyes on the faces before him. “I’m not going back to who I was. Let him go. It is my atonement for my past life. Let him go,” Saad finished staring at his friends with a fierce light in his eyes. As if in a trance, they shuffled away. Saad helped me up with a gentle hand and walked me out of street onto the main road. Smiling, he said Allah Hafiz and walked away.As I reached still in a daze from what had happened, I saw the landlord standing on our doorstep. “Wake your father,” he ordered in an uncompromising voice, “Your rent is way overdue!” I knew that my father, despite his 24 hour job, did not have the 5000 Rs for the rent. Usually I kept my illegal income for myself but today I of-fered it quietly to the landlord. He took it without question and lum-bered away. I lifted my eyes to the sky and for the first time, my sight bypassed the moon and gazed at the brilliant invisible entity that was so far and yet so near that I could feel Him in every beat of my heart. “Thank you,” I whispered, feeling Him smile. As I entered my house my father, drowsy from sleep, asked, “Did someone come by? I thought I heard some noise.” I replied that it was no one. “Good,” he said yawning, “I have to go early tomorrow. Sahib burned himself. His tea fell on him. There’s going to be work to do.” “Don’t worry,” I replied quietly, “Allah is with you.”


There were five fairies. Their names were Mary, Kety, Musa Mini and Lily. They were as beautiful as butterflies because they were fairies. The five fair-ies were very happy because their god mother’s birthday was next day. They wanted to give her a gift as pretty as a queen. They went to the fairy topical, the prettiest garden in fairy tales and also a gift shop. Most of the fairies call it fairy topi-cal. Mini said, “I will give her full of glitters and pink, white dress like a princess dress.” All the fairies were discussing the ideas. When they were go-ing to choose gifts, it was dark in the garden. That was the black shadow master. He first attacked on Mary. Mary took

her magic glitters and struck him with it. It could not work. Then the black shadow used his full power. Mary fell down on the floor. Mini and Musa went up with their wings. The black shadow master became con-fused because they wiry flying very fast. Mini and Musa were confusing shadow master. Then Kety and Lily used the power of the powerful buster and then all the fairies went up and make kig light. The shadow master was dead. They took Mary to Fairy hospital. After some hours doctors said that Mary was not much hurt only some bad hits made her injured. They used some medicines to wake her back on her normal form. Then some hours later doctors gave

us good news that Mary could be dispatched. They all were very happy hearing this news. The took beautiful gifts from fairy topical. Next day come all the fairies dressed beautifully and took gifts and went to the birthday party. The birthday party was in the biggest place of fairy tales ‘Hall of fairy’. When they reached all fairies were there only god mother was standing on the gate. Some fairies went there and took a party hat and a cloth to knot on her head. God mother went on the table where cake was placed when they opened the knot god mother was sur-prised. She took a knife full of decoration. She cut the cake all the fairies clap and sang the birthday song. The fire workers did the fire works. All the fairies enjoyed. They were big speak-ers. The song starts and fairies began to dance. They also gave drinks. The weather was also good. Mary, Kety, Musa, Mini and Lily enjoyed everything and went back to their homes happily.

By Momina Nadeem


A D V I C E

Don’t eat fruits immediatelyImmediately eating fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hour after meal or 1hr before meal.Don’t drink teaBecause tea leaves contain a high content of acid. This sub-stance will cause the Protein content in the food we con-sume to be hardened thus dif-ficult to digest.Don’t loosen your beltLoosening the belt after a meal will easily cause the intestine to be twisted & blocked.

Don’t batheBathing will cause the increase of blood flow to the hands, legs & body thus the amount of blood around the stomach will therefore decrease. This will weaken the digestive system in our stomach.Don’t walk aboutPeople say that after a meal walk a hundred steps in actual fact this is not true. Walking will cause the digestive system to be unable to absorb the nutri-tion from the food we intake.Don’t sleep immediatelyThe food we intake will not be

able to digest properly. Thus will lead to gastric & infection in our intestine.Don’t smokeExperiment from experts proves that smoking a cigarette after meal is comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes (chances of cancer is higher)

(Contributed by Umair Jamal)

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