Renowned fiction writer Muhammad Hamid Siraj passed away on Wednesday after a prolonged battle with cancer at his native village Khanqah Sirajia, 20 kilometres from here. He was 61. I met him in his death

Hamid siraj was A Pakistani writer.he wrote 12 books.I met hi one week before his death in NORI Cancer Hospital where he was admitted.I asked him that how are you now he replied that I Am Fine GOD gave

The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere- The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the

The most important thing in life is to stop saying 'I wish' and start saying 'I will.' Consider nothing impossible, then treat possibilities as probabilities. Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper

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