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The Great Dictator’s Speech

The Great Dictator
(Charlie Chaplin)


I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone – if possible – Jew, Gentile – black man – white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness – not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.


Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost….

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Posted by on June 26, 2014 in Mixed


رهجي ويل منظر ـ طارق عالم ابڙو

Tariq Alam Abro

ان زماني ۾ نظر آئي هئينءَ جڏهن شرٽ جا مٿيان بٽڻ
بند ڪرڻ سدائين وساري ويهندو هئس. جڏهن مان ’ڪلين
شيؤ‘ هوندو هئس، ۽ جڏهن مون وٽ رڳو ٻه پينٽس ۽ چار
شرٽس هونديو هيون.

توکي تنهنجو ڪلاس فيلو ۽ تنهنجي پيءَ جو اسسٽنٽ،
فيڪلٽي گهمائي رهيو هو. هن چيو هو:

’هي پوليٽيڪل سائنس جو ڊپارٽمينٽ اٿئي.‘

تنهنجي آڏو اچي ويو هئس؛ ان مهل مون سان نصير به
هو. تو ڪنڌ کڻي مون ڏانهن نهاريو هو ۽ مون ڪنڌ
جهڪائي. تنهنجين سنهين فريمن واري نظر جي عينڪ
پٺيان وشال پر اداس نيڻ منهنجي چهري مٿان ’اسٽاپ
فريم‘ ٿي ويا هئا. قد ۾ مون کان ڇهه انچ ننڍي
هوندينءَ. تنهنجن ’يو‘ شيپ وارن ۾ بي انت ’ڪروز‘
هئا. مون کي ياد آهي ته توکي سائي رنگ جو پهراڻ
پيل هو. جنهن مان تنهنجون ٻانهون ڪلهن تائين
ڌنڌليون پئي نظر آيون.
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Posted by on June 24, 2014 in Novels