Best Thoughts and Poems of Abdul Asad

Ballad of Wali Mohammad’s Line By – A. Asad (Abdul Asad) In Kurthiya fields, winds still sing, Of Wali Mohammad, noble king. A lion at heart, in justice stood, A Zamindar proud of brotherhood. His son Gulhasan bore the flame, Kept freedom’s song in every name. Through tyrant’s shadow and the chain, He raised the sun through India’s pain. Then Abdul Jabbar’s name took fire, A Chaudhary, proud, full of desire. He gave his land, a noble start, A madarsa grew with learning’s heart. The children came from far and near, Their minds alight with hope sincere. In fields of learning his name will shine, A guiding light through every time. A Chaudhary fair, with heart so true, He judged with care in all he knew. No wrong could stand where he held sway, Justice and honor marked his way. Twelve villages spoke with one tone, Their voices cried, “This land our own.” The soil was rich with courage deep, Their dreams in wind the angels keep. Then came Abdul Samad’s faithful hand, Who walked wit...