جي تو اھو ن ڄاتو ت ڪير سنڌ واسي.......

قلندر ہر چہ گوید دیدہ گوید

تا دم است، غم است

ہم خُرمہ وہم ثواب

من تُرا حاجی بگویم تو مُرا ملا بگو

پدرم سلطان بود ، تُراچہ ؟

گویم مشکل و گر نہ گویم مشکل

حساب دوستاں در دل

خودزندہ، جہان زندہ، خود مردہ، جہان مردہ

'You're being judged no matter what, so be who you want to be.' - Anonymous

“Jab bhi thanda paani peena humari pyaas ko yaad rakhna”💔

—Imam Hussainع #شام_غریباں

ذوالفقار جونيئر جي ويڊيو ۾ ٿانو ڌوئڻ کان وڌيڪ پسنديده ڳاله اها هئي ته هن کي پنهنجي ثقافت سان بي حدلڳاء آھي۔ شوبز ڪلاس ۽ امير طبقي ۾ اٿڻ ويهڻ باوجود پنهنجي طبيعت کي شاهاڻورنگ ڏيڻ بجائي سادو انسان ٿي رهڻ کي وڌيڪ فوقيت ڏيڻ ۽ هر جاء تي سنڌي ڪلچر کي اپنائڻ ۾ ڪو به عارمحسوس نٿوڪري۔

However, this time during my visit to the city, declining trend was noticed perhaps due to law and order situation or any other constraint.

Every household in the neighborhood contributed towards nazr-o-niaz. The profuse contribution in our neighbourhood, however, came from a Hindu Seth, Parsram who could be seen in black attire all these days of mourning.

The signature tradition of arranging sabeels on stalls was the eye-catch noticed every where in the city. The children and youth voluntarily and actively pursued setting up of sabeels (drinks, milk, juice, haleem, baked grams, sweets) generally along the procession routes.

Ten days of Muharram were observed with great enthusiasm in Larkana. Muslims, Hindus, Chiristians & almost all minorities equally participated in the rites. The communal and sectarian harmony was seen at its best.