A DAY ON THE BANKS OF DAL LAKE - UBAID SHEIKH (acx book reading .txt) 📗

A DAY ON THE BANKS OF DAL LAKE

“DEDICATION”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wrote this story (ON THE BANKS OF DAL LAKE) for my family but when I began I hadn’t realized that imaginations grow quicker than reality. Nearly everything I have in it is, and it isn’t full. Excitements are in it and feelings & good thoughts of nature. I want to thank everyone who helped me for creating this book. I also dedicated this story to my wonderful readers and seriously I love you all. You know you pick up a book grazing by eyes to the dedication and you find that this book isn’t dedicated to you because the reason is we haven’t met yet.

                                                          

                                                           (SHEIKH UBAID YOUSOUF)

 

 

 

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Here are few quotes which molds your mind from negative thinking into a better way”    

 

“Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.” Ralph Waldo Emerson"

 

 

“The ultimate aim of the ego isn’t to see something, but to be something” Dr.Iqbal.

 

 

 

“God our creator, has stored within our minds and personalities great potential strength and ability prayer helps us tap and develop these powers “A.P.J Abdul Kalam.

 

 

“Expectation is the root of all heartaches “William Shakespeare

 

 

“Things don’t happen, things are made to happen” John F Kennedy

 

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“THE MARK OF A SUCESSFUL MAN IS ONE THAT HAS SPENT AN ENTIRE DAY ON THE BANKS OF A LAKE WITHOUT FEELING GUILTY         ABOUT IT”  

 

I am writing this story on the banks of Dal-lake during winter every corner of lake is surrounded by mountains and every part is covered with blanket of snow. Or like the snow falls in the water, a moment white-then melts forever. My hands are freezing and my eyes fall in tears, and every minute I want to stop the moment and for that I am praying to God on this glorious moment ….Life., please don’t stop getting better now. My eyes float in the lake with the waves of the water .I choose to listen the sound of snow which falls in the water for a while, The sound of the water waves are like a song that never ends on the banks but in the hearts of those who have loved her.    

                

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                                         On all sided snow on its banks…….Ducks swam in the water would be the finest possible tribute to me by nature, and a priceless gift for our children. I count myself fortunate with each and every passing minute on the banks of Dal-lake. Frequently I hear the call to prayer (Azan) coming from left side of the lake where there is Muslim shrine on the bank of Dal-lake simply named Dargah Sharief. I am surrounded by the call of prayers of Zohar coming from different sides echoed and the sound of Azan slips into the water seems memorable moment. In winter all the singing is in the tops of the trees where the wind bird with its white eyes shoves and pushes among the branches like any of us he wants to go to sleep but he’s restless he has an idea and it slowly unfolds from under his beating wings as long as he stays awake but his music, after all is melodious and joyful.            

 

A DAY ON THE BANKS OF DAL LAKE

In the top of the Chinar tree he makes his nest I feel the bird was very clever he puts his glittering beak into the lake and take the green shrubs from it and makes the nest for protecting himself from clouds which he has summoned from the side of Himalayas which he has taught to be silent in the nest because it’s time to fallen heavy snow in the whole valley just like as white glittering of white diamond facets and when itself (snow) falls into the water the music which exists from that silently enters into the inner core of the heart . Thinking thoughts before joining with nature. If you’re not beside on Dal-Lake, close your eyes, and sit down beside an imaginary one, a lake where you feel comfortable & joyful. Know that water has wisdom, in its motion through the world, as much as any of us have.

              

 

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AH! How can I describe the beauty rare to those who haven’t seen the memorable moments? Chinar leaves float in the water and on the surface of each leaf is lain a diamond drop of clearest crystal dew. Those Chinar leaves form a bed of diamond on the upper surface of water with lotus flowers. Fountains clearly glittering sprays drawn from the snows have never ceased to tribute their spell on all who had done this handwork of love. Alone I love to dream along the Dal _lakes willowy water-ways. O! The Dal –lake so beautiful O! The snowy mountains covered which dreams like fades to vision pale in far Dal-lake! The great mountains, pure water, snowy banks of I wounded lie in aching pain. How far Dal-lake! How far Dal-lake but when this pain comes to an end _My soul released_ because truly I am in heaven. At least it’s faithful to imagined views. I would like to decorate this silence of snowy moments on the banks of Dal Lake but when I opened my eyes I find myself in my own house and I burnt the fire in a pot when the heat goes on. I waited too long to drink my tea. But it was not hot. It was only warm because it’s snowy winter.

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Come walk with me on the banks Dal-lake

I’ll hold your hand, don’t be afraid

Come walk with me on the banks of Dal-lake

We will sing and enjoy the nature of beauty

Come walk with me on the banks of Dal-lake

Where the memorable moments of nature shall be gained.

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             Gar Firdaus, Ruhe Zamin Ast, Hamin Asto, Hamin Asto, Hamin Asto.”                                                                        ( Mughal Emperor Jahangir)

“If there is heaven on earth, it is here, it is here, it is here.”

Dal Lake is known as the Jewel in the Crown of Kashmir. , Dal Lake is the most important landmark of Srinagar. A vast, mirror-flat sheet of water reflecting the carved wooden balconies of the houseboats and the misty peaks of the Pir Panjal Mountains. Painted shikaras skiff around the lake, transporting goods to market, and children to school and travellers from houseboat to shore. Dal Lake is lined by gardens built in the Mughal