Once I saw a guy on a bridge about to jump.
I said, “Don’t do it!”
He said, “Nobody loves me.”
I said, “God loves you.
Do you believe in God?”
He said, “Yes.”
I said, “Are you a Muslim or a non-Muslim?”
He said, “A Muslim.”
I said, “Me, too!
Shia or Sunni?”
He said, “Sunni.”
I said, “Me, too!
What sect?”
He said, “Hanafi.”
I said, “Me, too!
Deobandi or Barelvi?”
He said, “Barelvi.”
I said, “Me , too!
Tanzeehi or Tafkeeri?”
He said, “Tanzeehi.”
I said, “Me, too!
Tanzeehi Azmati or Tanzeehi Farhati?”
He said, “Tanzeehi Farhati.”
I said, “Me, too!”
“Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Uloom Ajmer, or “Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Noor Mewat?"
He said, " Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Noor Mewat.
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"I said, “jump and go to hell, kaafir!” and I pushed him over
Unique Pakistan
** The man who gave you the first cricket world cup was a Pathan.
The Prime Minister who started Pakistan's Nuclear Program was a Sindhi.
The singer who single handedly made Pakistan's music admired globally was a Punjabi.
The Pilot who shot down 5 Indian fighter Jets within a minute was a Bengali.
The person who serves humanity without any discrimination is a Memon.
The Army general who defended Pakistan after the Indian attack in the Battle of Chawinda in 1965 was a Hazara.
The Cricketer who took you to victory against India in India in 2005 test was a Hindu.
The Fighter Pilot who not just gave his life for Pakistan, but also went on to fight for Arabs against Israelis in 1967's war and shot down an Israeli Aircraft was a Christian.
Even today, your kebab is Behari, your biryani is Sindhi, your tea is Kashmiri, your naan is Afghani, your guard is Baloch, your transporter is Pashtun, your port is in Karachi, your industry is Punjabi, your music is Multani Sufi, beauty of your country lies in Gilgit-Baltistan, yet you have the nerve to say that only your Religion, your sect, your province, your Ethnic group is the best while the rest should be thrown out of Pakistan?*
