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Good morning everyone.
Aaj hum baat karenge hypertension ke baare me, jise high blood pressure bhi kaha jata hai.
Jab blood pressure 140 by 90 se zyada consistently rahta hai, to use hypertension kehte hain.
Ye duniya bhar me ek common cardiovascular problem hai.
Iske do types hote hain — primary aur secondary hypertension…
Primary ka koi specific cause nahi hota, jabki secondary kisi underlying disease ki wajah se hota hai…

Anonymous1772179039

Ek chhote se gaon mein ek pyara sa kabutar rehta tha. Uska naam Golu tha. Golu bahut shaant aur seedha tha. Wahi paas ke ped par ek hara-bhara popat bhi rehta tha, jiska naam Mithu tha. Mithu thoda shararti tha aur hamesha masti karta rehta tha.
Ek din tez hawa chalne lagi. Aasmaan mein badal chha gaye aur aandhi aane wali thi. Golu dara hua tha, kyunki uska ghonsla kamzor tha. Mithu ne dekha ki Golu pareshaan hai. Pehle to Mithu hansne laga, lekin phir use apne dost ki chinta hui.
Mithu ne turant Golu se kaha, “Chalo mere ghonsle mein aa jao. Mera ghonsla majboot hai.” Golu ne shukriya kaha aur dono saath baith gaye. Kuch hi der mein tez aandhi aur baarish shuru ho gayi. Ped zor-zor se hilne lage, lekin Mithu ka ghonsla surakshit tha.
Aandhi ke baad jab sab shaant ho gaya, Golu ne Mithu ka dhanyavaad kiya. Usne kaha, “Sachcha dost wahi hota hai jo mushkil waqt mein kaam aaye.” Mithu ko apni galti ka ehsaas hua ki use pehle hansna nahi chahiye tha. Dono ne vaada kiya ki ab ve hamesha ek-doosre ki madad kareng

Anonymous1772029927

chhota sa bachcha tha jiska naam Ali tha.
Ali bohot achha aur sach bolne wala bachcha tha.
Ek din Ali school ja raha tha. Raaste mein usse ek purse (wallet) mila.
Purse ke andar bohot saare paise aur ek ID card tha.
Ali ne socha:
“Main ye paise rakh loon? Koi nahi dekhega.”
Lekin phir usse yaad aaya ke Ammi ne sikhaya tha ke sach bolna aur imandari sab se achhi hoti hai.
Ali ne purse utha kar school ke teacher ko de diya.
Teacher ne purse ke owner ko bulaya.
Jab purse ka malik aaya, wo bohot khush hua.
Usne Ali ko dua di aur kaha:
“Tum bohot imandar bachche ho. Allah tumhe bohot barkat de.”
Us din Ali ko school mein best student ka award bhi mila.
Aur uske parents bohot proud hue.

Anonymous1772003996

School ka naya session shuru hua hi tha. Class 9-B ke students apne naye bags aur books ke saath bahut excited the. Har kisi ke bag par alag-alag designs the – kisi par superheroes, kisi par sports brands, aur kisi par colorful prints.
Lekin Aarav ka bag sabse alag tha.
Uske bag par ek simple sa black block design bana hua tha – bilkul seedha, bina kisi flashy design ke. Class ke kuch bachche uska mazaak bhi udaane lage.
“Yaar, itna simple bag? Koi design hi nahi?” Rohan ne hansi udate hue kaha.
Aarav bas muskuraya. Usne kuch jawab nahi diya.
Kuch dino baad school mein ek Art and Innovation Competition announce hui. Topic tha – “Turn Simple into Special.” Sab students ne apne projects shuru kiye. Aarav ne apne wahi simple black block wale bag ko apna project bana liya.

Anonymous1770581292

Aaj school mein sab hans rahe thay, mazak kar rahe thay.
Lekin Ayaan chup tha.
Uske dil mein ek chhoti si pareshani thi.
Lunch break mein sab khana kha rahe thay,
aur woh roza rakh kar sirf pani ki bottle ko dekh raha tha.
Ek dost ne kaha,
“Bro, nobody is watching… just eat.”
Ayaan ne halki si muskurahat ke sath kaha,
“Allah dekh raha hai.”
Woh bhooka tha… lekin uska imaan uski bhook se zyada strong tha.
Us din Ayaan ne sirf roza hi nahin rakha…
usne apne Rab par yaqeen bhi mazboot kar liya. 🤍

Anonymous1771887244

Mehnat Ka Phal
Ek chote se gaon mein Ali naam ka ek larka rehta tha. Ali ka taluq ek ghareeb khandan se tha, lekin uske khwab bohat bare thay. Woh hamesha kehta tha,
"Main bara ho kar kamyab insan banunga aur apne walidain ka naam roshan karunga."
Ali ke paas parhne ke liye zyada sahulatain nahi thin. Na mehngi kitaabein, na tuition. Lekin uske paas ek cheez thi — mehnat aur himmat.
Gaon ke log aksar uska mazaq urate thay.
" Tum jese ghareeb larke kya kamyab honge?"
Lekin Ali khamoshi se apni parhai mein laga rehta. Woh roz subah jaldi uthta, school jata, aur raat der tak parhta.
Kai baar woh nakaam bhi hua. Ek baar imtihan mein uske kam number aaye. Woh bohat mayoos hua, lekin uski maa ne kaha:
"Beta, nakaami sirf yeh sikhati hai ke hamein aur zyada mehnat karni chahiye."
Yeh baat Ali ke dil mein baith gayi. Us ne haar nahi maani. Agle saal us ne pehle se zyada mehnat ki. Jab nateeja aaya to woh poore zila mein pehli position par tha.
Waqt guzarta gaya, Ali ne aala taleem hasil ki aur ek kamyab doctor ban ga

Anonymous1771876390

ke ek random squad match mein Ayaan aur Zoya ki pehli mulaqat hui. Dono ne ek hi jagah drop kiya — Pochinki. Har taraf goliyon ki awaaz thi, lekin Ayaan ne dekha ke Zoya knock ho chuki hai.
“Revive karo mujhe please!” Zoya ne mic par ghabra kar kaha.
Ayaan ne bina soche samjhe smoke grenade phenka aur usay revive kar liya. Us din dono ne mil kar “Chicken Dinner” jeeta. 🏆
Match ke baad Zoya ne friend request bheji. Dheere dheere har roz squad bannay laga. Game ke dauran hasi mazak, strategy aur jeet ke baad wali khushi — sab ne un dono ko kareeb kar diya.
Ek din final zone mein sirf 2 teams baqi thi. Ayaan ne kaha:
“Zoya, agar aaj jeet gaye na… to ek baat kahunga.”
Zoya hansi: “Pehle match jeeto phir dekhte hain.”
Intense fight ke baad dono ne phir se Chicken Dinner jeet liya. Screen par “Winner Winner Chicken Dinner” chamak raha tha.
Ayaan ne halki si nervous awaaz mein kaha:
“Zoya… mujhe lagta hai main tumse sirf game mein nahi… dil se bhi connect ho gaya hoon.”
Kuch seconds khamosh

Anonymous1771830951

Ek chhote se Ek chhote se shehar mein Ayaan aur Meera rehte the. Dono ki mulaqat college ke library mein hui. Meera ko novels padhne ka shauk tha, khaaskar Romeo and Juliet, aur Ayaan use har roz wahi kitab ke saath dekhta tha. Dheere-dheere baaton ka silsila shuru hua, dosti hui, aur phir dosti pyaar mein badal gayi.

Ayaan ek sapne dekhne wala ladka tha, jabki Meera practical aur samajhdaar. Dono ek-dusre ko balance karte the. Jab Ayaan ne apna startup shuru karne ka faisla kiya, sabne mana kiya, par Meera ne uska haath pakad kar kaha, “Main hamesha tumhare saath hoon.” Uski himmat se Ayaan ne mehnat ki aur safal ho gaya.

Saalon baad bhi unka pyaar utna hi gehra tha. Unhone seekha ki sachcha pyaar sirf khushiyon mein nahi, balki mushkilon mein saath dene ka naam hai. ❤️ mein Ayaan aur Meera rehte the. Dono ki mulaqat college ke library mein hui. Meera ko novels padhne ka shauk tha, khaaskar Romeo and Juliet, aur Ayaan use har roz wahi kitab ke saath dekhta tha. Dheere-dheere baaton ka silsila shuru hua, do

Anonymous1771620830

Jab duniya me koi insaan nahi tha…
Na shehar, na awaaz… sirf khamoshi thi.
Tab Allah ne farishton se farmaya:
“Main zameen par ek khalifa banane wala hoon.”
Farishton ne poocha:
“Ya Allah, kya wo fasad karega?”
Allah ne farmaya:
“Main woh jaanta hoon jo tum nahi jaante.”
Phir Allah ne mitti se ek shakl banayi…
Aur usme apni rooh phoonki.
Aur yun paida hue…
Duniya ke pehle insaan — Adam (A.S.)
Jab Adam (A.S.) paida hue…
Allah ne farishton ko hukm diya:
“Adam ko sajda karo.”
Sab farishton ne sajda kiya…
Lekin ek ne mana kar diya.
Uska naam tha — Iblees.
Usne ghamand se kaha:
“Main aag se bana hoon…
Aur ye mitti se bana hai.”
Uska ghamand uski barbaadi ban gaya…
Aur wahi se shuru hui
Insaan aur shaitan ki dushmani.

Anonymous1771347584

Anokha Milan
Jaya jungle ki beti thi—bebaak, nange paanv daudne wali aur kudrat se baat karne wali. Ek din, Prince rasta bhatak kar jungle ke gehrey hisse mein pahunch gaya. Wahan usne Jaya ko ek jharne ke paas dekha, jo ek hiran ke bache se baatein kar rahi thi. Jaya ki sadgi aur uski aankhon ki chamak ne Prince ka dil pehli nazar mein hi jeet liya.
Mohabbat Ka Rang
Prince roz mahal se chhup kar jungle aane laga. Usne Jaya ko shehar ki baatein batayi, aur Jaya ne use pedon ki sarsarahat aur parindon ki bhasha sikhayi. Ek sham, jharne ke kinaare, Prince ne Jaya ka haath thaam kar kaha:
"Mahal ki deewarein mujhe kaatne ko daudti hain, Jaya. Asli sukoon toh tumhare saath is jungle mein hai."
Ek Nayi Shuruaat
Jaya ne muskurate hue Prince ke sar par junglee phoolon ka ek taaj rakha aur kaha, "Rajkumar, mere paas sona-chandi nahi, sirf yeh khula aasmaan hai." Prince ne use gale lagate hue vaada kiya ki woh mahal ko jungle jaisa khula aur pyar se bhara banayega.
Dono ki yeh prem kahani do alag duniyaon ke mi

Anonymous1770968533

Chhota Sa Ehsaan” 🌟
Ek baar ek chhota sa ladka roz school jaate hue ek buddhe uncle ko dekhta tha jo road ke kinare baith kar thak jaate the.
Ek din ladke ne apni paani ki bottle unhe de di.
Uncle ne muskurake kaha,
“Beta, tum bahut achhe ho.”
Ladka bola,
“Bas thoda sa paani hi to hai.”
Agle din jab ladka school gaya, to principal ne usse bulaaya aur kaha,
“Tumhare fees ka arrangement ho gaya hai.”
Ladka hairaan!
Pata chala… woh uncle school ke trustee the.
Unhone ladke ka ehsaan yaad rakha.
✨ Moral:
Kabhi kabhi chhota sa acha kaam, zindagi ka bada badlav ban jaata hai.
Aap chaho to main 1 minute ki funny ya emotional kahani bhi suna doon

Anonymous1771221761

Ek jungle mein ek taqatwar sher rehta tha. Sab janwar us se darte the. Ek din ek chhoti si bakri paani peene dariya par aayi. Sher ne use dekh kar kaha,
“Main tumhein kha jaunga!”
Bakri ne himmat se jawab diya,
“Sher raja, agar aap mujhe kha lenge to aap ko sirf ek chhoti si bakri milegi. Lekin yahan ek aur sher bhi hai jo aap ko challenge kar raha hai!”
Sher ghusse mein bakri ke saath chala. Bakri use ek gehre kuen ke paas le gayi. Sher ne andar jhank kar dekha to apni hi parchai dekhi. Use laga doosra sher hai. Ghusse mein woh kuen mein chhalang laga baitha.
Bakri khushi se wahan se bhaag gayi.

Anonymous1770994340

Yeh ek chhote se bache ki kahani hai jo apni umra se zyada samajhdar tha:
Ek baar ek raja ne apne rajya mein ghoshna ki, "Jo mere ek sawal ka sahi jawab dega, use sone ki 100 mohrein milengi." Sawal tha— "Duniya mein sabse tez dhaar kis cheez ki hoti hai?"
Bade-bade vidwan aaye. Kisi ne kaha 'talwar', toh kisi ne 'bijli'. Raja kisi se santusht nahi hua. Tabhi 8 saal ka ek bacha, Aryan, darbar mein aaya. Usne bade vishwas ke sath kaha, "Maharaj, duniya mein sabse tez dhaar 'shabd' ki hoti hai."
Raja muskuraya aur pucha, "Woh kaise?"
Aryan ne kaha, "Talwar ka zakhm bhar jata hai, lekin kadve shabdon ka zakhm kabhi nahi bharta. Woh insaan ko andar tak kaat dete hain. Aur meethe shabd dushman ko bhi apna bana lete hain."
Raja bache ki itni gehri soch dekhkar dang reh gaya. Usne na sirf Aryan ko inaam diya, balki use apne vishesh salahkar (advisor) ki team mein bhi shamil kar liya. Aryan ne dikha diya ki buddhimani umra ki mohtaj nahi hoti.

Anonymous1770929717

Assalam o Alaikum dosto!
Aaj main aapko ek aisi horror story sunane wala hoon jo sun kar aapka dil bhi kaanp jayega.
Ye kahani hai Pakistan ke ek purane gaon ki… jahan ek purani haveli thi.
Log kehte thay ke us haveli mein raat ko ajeeb ajeeb awaazein aati hain… aur jo bhi andar gaya, wo wapas kabhi normal nahi raha.
Is haveli ka naam tha “Kala Bangla”.
🏚️ Scene 1
Ek din ek ladka tha jiska naam Arsalan tha.
Arsalan bohot brave tha aur logon ki baaton par yakeen nahi karta tha.
Ek raat usne apne doston se kaha:
“Main aaj raat us haveli mein jaa kar dekhunga… ke asal mein wahan hai kya!”
Dost darr gaye aur mana karne lage…
lekin Arsalan nahi mana.
🌙 Scene 2
Raat ke 12 bajay… Arsalan torch lekar haveli ke gate ke paas pohanch gaya.
Gate pe bohot purana tala laga hua tha… lekin ajeeb baat ye thi…
tala khud ba khud khul gaya.
Arsalan ka haath kaanp gaya… lekin phir bhi wo andar chala gaya.
Haveli ke andar bohot andhera tha…
diwaaron par purane khoon jaise nishaan thay… aur hawa itni thandi thi jaise baraf.
👣 Scene

Anonymous1770870262

Ek gaon mein Rukmini naam ki ek maa rehti thi. Uska beta, Gopal, sirf 10 saal ka tha. Gareebi unke ghar ka purana mehmaan thi—kachcha ghar, mitti ka chulha, aur raat ko hawa chalti toh deewaron ki cheekh sunai deti.
Ek saal sardi kuch zyada hi khatarnak thi. Gopal ko bukhaar ho gaya aur doctor ne kaha,
“Isko garam rakhna zaroori hai, warna tabiyat aur bigad jayegi.”
Rukmini ke paas sirf ek hi purani chaadar thi—jisko woh raat ko khud bhi odti thi. Lekin us raat, maa ne bina ek pal soche, woh chaadar apne bete ko odha di. Khud thandi hawa mein kaampti rahi, lekin Gopal ko usne sardi ka ehsas bhi nahi hone diya.
Raat badhti gayi, thand tezz ho gayi. Rukmini ki ungliyan sujh gayi, hont neele pad gaye… par usne apni santaan ko zor se lapet rakha.
Subah jab Gopal ne aankhein kholi toh dekha ki maa sirhane se lagi, thakan aur bukhaar se behaal thi.
Gopal bola, “Maa, aapne chaadar kyun nahi odhi?”
Rukmini muskura kar boli,
“Chaadar tumhe garam rakhe ya main odhun—mujhe sirf tumhari garmi ka a

Anonymous1770867226

Dadi aur Bandar ka Baraf Wala Ghar
Ek baar ki baat hai, ek door door tak phaila hua garam desert tha. Us desert mein rehti thi ek pyaari si Dadi. Dadi akeli rehti thi, lekin woh bahut himmati aur hoshiyaar thi. Unka sabse achha dost tha ek shararti Bandar.
Ek din desert mein achanak ajeeb si thand padne lagi. Aasmaan se safed-safed baraf girne lagi. Log hairaan ho gaye — “Desert mein baraf? Yeh kaise ho sakta hai?”
Dadi muskura kar boli, “Jab zindagi surprise de, toh usey mazedaar bana lena chahiye!”
Bandar khushi se uchhalne laga. Usne pehli baar baraf dekhi thi. Woh baraf ke gole bana-bana kar Dadi par phenkte hue hansne laga. Dadi bhi hans padi.
Phir Dadi ne kaha, “Kyun na hum baraf ka ghar banayein?”
Bandar ne zor se taali bajayi, “Haan Dadi! Hum sabse alag ghar banayenge!”
Dono ne milkar baraf ke bade-bade gole banaye. Dadi unhe sajha kar deewar banati, aur Bandar un par chadh kar unhe theek karta. Thodi hi der mein ek chhota sa sundar baraf ka ghar tayyar ho gaya. Bandar ne upar khajoor ke patton se chh

Anonymous1770803183