The power of past

 April 2nd 

To : Letter to man of power of past

From : Chiraag gowda 20SJCCC378 

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Basically I prefer making of instagram page and even I have done a rap music that give Josh make the history theme  because it gave me a positive approach of making it so in this kind of world people would get a more relevant to time and going through the insta page and upon on it and even the strong man from the punjab who was a legendary inspirational to the youths called as bibashan singh also called as the toba tek singh from the he was emcorded to whole nation that he was the only man whom wanted the duo countries called as the India and Pakistan 

Bishan Singh’s beloved hometown is not a fictional place but a city and a tehsil in Punjab, in Pakistan. We’re not sure why the great Urdu writer chose this city to anchor his short story. Perhaps it was irony that drove him to choose it over the countless other towns in and around Lahore. Surrounded by the tragedy and horrors of Partition, even Toba Tek Singh too couldn’t be saved from the bloodshed, but ironically, it was actually founded on kindness and love.

In spite of its fame, Toba Tek Singh is not easy to visit. First, you have to board a bus from Lahore to Faisalabad city, 180 km away. Then, you have to take another bus via the town of Chak Jhumra, and drive another 82 km to reach your destination. Three hours and an aching back later, you are in Toba Tek Singh. The historic involment is very much important in the making of this kind of text basically they also maintained a co rhythm in where we find the much part is easy or difficult and even the story tell where the End, According to me if India and Pakistan weren't divided, India and Pakistan would have been a United Nation living peacefully the historical text i have selected here that notifies that even though toba tek singh weren't as that much familiar with now adays by making this kind of instagram pages it will be very much helpful for the people to act Now that the grandchildren of Ameer Chand have dispersed from the shores of Australia to the Islands of West Indies and have taken up residences at Washington and Abu Dhabi, they still remember the favor of that Sikh saint and the summers at Toba Tek Singh.

Like every year, the family of Ameer Chand had gathered at Toba Tek Singh during the August of 1947. One day, on his way back from the fields, he saw a large crowd, smoldering in anguish at the chowk. Standing at the centre of the crowd, a Muslim migrant was telling the story of his journey to Toba. A few women from his convoy had jumped into dark wells to save their honor, while others who chose to live, now told the brutal tale of rape and wrath. Ameer Chand felt that the journey, sufferings and helplessness had cast some permanent features on his face. At his home, Ameer Chand sat in the bethak and discussed with Majhi Ram, the personal servant since ages, about how times had changed.

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