#Sakal

[ruhurevan-tr]

Sünnet ehli aşırı değildir. Bilakis, insanlar dînde laubaliliği / gevşekliği benimsediler.

Mukbil el-Vâdiî rahimahullah

[ilmiyyat1453]

Şükretmemiz gereken ne çok nimete sâhibiz halbuki..

[bohemkokusu]

SAKAL

Hanginiz bilir, benim kadar,

Karpuzdan fener yapmasını;

Sedefli hançerler, üstüne,

Gülcemal resmi çizmesini;

Beyit düzmesini;

Mektup yazmasını;

Yatmasını,

Kalkmasını;

Bunca yılın Halimes'ini

Hanginiz bilir, benim kadar,

Memnun etmesini?

Değirmende ağartmadık biz bu sakalı!

[cancer-specialist-in-pune]

तरुणाई अडकतेय कर्करोगाच्या जाळ्यात तंबाखूजन्य पदार्थांचे सेवन सुरु केल्यापासून तरुण दहा-पंधरा वर्षांमध्ये कर्करोगाच्या जाळ्यात अडकतात. सकाळ वर्तमानपत्रामध्ये डॉ प्रतीक पाटील यांनी तंबाखूजन्य पदार्थांचे सेवनामुळे तोंडाच्या कर्करोगाचे वाढते प्रमाण, लक्षणे व उपचार याविषयी मार्गदर्शन केले आहे.

अधिक माहितीसाठी: https://www.esakal.com/pune/todays-latest-marathi-news-pne24o24913-txt-pune-today-20240803120755

[shreekant-patil]

[yhwhesmisalvacion]

📗 La palabra hebrea sakál (entendido)

Basado en la palabra sakál nos da a entender que una persona entendida es la que busca a Jehová.

[spiritsoulandbody]

#DailyDevotion Meditating On Scripture Has Practical Benefits

#DailyDevotion Meditating On Scripture Has Practical Benefits Psalm 119 97How I love Your teaching (torah) I think about it all day long. 98Because I always have Your commandments (mitsvah), I'm wiser than my enemies. 99I have a better insight than all my teachers because I think of the truths (eduth) You wrote. 100I understand better than the old men because I follow the way You want me to live (piqqud). 101I keep my foot from walking on any evil path - I want to do what you say (dabar). 102I haven't turned away from Your regulations (mishpat) because You have taught me. 103How pleasant Your words (imrah) taste, better than honey in my mouth. 104I get understanding from Your decrees (piqqud); that is why I hate all deception. Well isn't that what we are truly like? What we love, we think about all day long. What do you think about all day long? The psalmist thinks about the teachings of the LORD. They are his constant companion. Perhaps we might be a little better off if we redirected our love towards the LORD's teachings. The Sermon on the Mount and Paul's letter to the Romans would be a good start. Of what benefit would it be for us to meditate, ponder and think about all the LORD has taught us in all of Holy Scriptures? What does the psalmist say? He is wiser than his enemies. The word of God gives us wisdom if we listen to it, trust it and do it. What did Jesus say? "Be as wise as serpents and as gentle as doves." He does want us to grow up and not just be simple Christians. Because he thinks and ponders the truths the LORD has written, he has better insight than all of his teachers. Well, wouldn't that be neat? Those who do study the Bible on a regular basis do seem to have better answers and sometimes better questions than those who don't. Understanding comes not only from reading, studying, meditating and pondering but also in putting everything done there into practice. He is not bragging when he says he has better understanding than the old men. It's because he puts into practice what the LORD has taught him in the scriptures. You too will gain greater understanding when you put what you read into practice. Verses 101 and 102 are parallel to one another. Keeping our feet from an evil path and not turning from the LORD's regulations are different expressions of the same thing. We want to do all the LORD has told us in His word. We want to lead God pleasing lives if our faith is in Jesus. He, the Holy Spirit, teaches us through His judgments. In them we see how our God wants us to live. If we are to live and practice all the LORD has given us in His Word, we most certainly need faith and the Holy Spirit to bring this about in action. It would otherwise be too much for us. The revealed will of the LORD in His Word is like honey in our mouths. It will be that way when we speak it out loud. Reading silently is a relatively new thing. When we read out loud we captivate several of our senses. Scripture tasting like honey is a theme in the Bible. We see it in Ezekiel and in Revelation. We see it is here as well. For those who find this is not so perhaps we need to check our hearts. Are we rebelling against what the LORD has told us? Do we trust He wants what is best for us? Again we get understanding from the LORD's decrees. His ways are the truth. Jesus is the way and the truth. When we understand this, we too will hate all deception. Deception is what separated us from the LORD in the first place. We should not love a lie. Trusting in Christ Jesus, we love the truth, who He is. Merciful God and Father, give us understanding through the study and practice of Your word so we may become wise, love Your truth, and live in all Your ways. In Jesus' name we pray. Amen. Read the full article

[photographss-world]

Birazcık çocukluğumuza gidelim dedim keyifli mutlu pazarlar olsun inşallah 🤗☕🫖🌹

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[hotvintagepoll]

S.Z. "Cuddles" Sakall (Christmas in Connecticut, In the Good Old Summertime, Casablanca)—the cuddliest sweetest confusedest boy wandering around trying to make sense of all the shenanigans always foisted upon him.

Peter Cushing (Frankenstein Created Woman, Frankenstein and the Monster from Hell)—Peter Cushing may ooze poise and elegance in his movies, but there are countless examples of him ending up disheveled, distressed, and being harried by the likes of Andre Morell, Vincent Price, or Christopher Lee. He's lanky as hell and more often than not plays absolutely bonkers scientists trying to transplant souls and discover a genetic cause for evil. He's got it all: spindliness, big (often sad) eyes, plays kooky characters...what's not scrunchy about this little dude??

This is round 1 of the contest. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. If you're confused on what a scrungle is, or any of the rules of the contest, click here.

[additional submitted propaganda + scrungly videos under the cut]

S.Z. Sakall:

Peter Cushing:

Clip of him being resurrected, then launching into an excited monologuing about his soul and how it might have stayed in his body. Bonus points for the wild hair and close-up on those cheekbones!

[howardhawkshollywood]

Barbara Stanwyck is the center of attention in an original publicity still from Ball of Fire (1942)

[noirgasmweetheart]

Some immigrant refugees, with what Donald Trump presumes to be their favorite delicacies.

[dayniac]

Doris and S Z Sakall … Lullaby Of Broadway … 1951

[ramayantika]

Sakal Ban

Oh look how the streets have been adorned with colourful banners and flower boughs. The flags of my kingdom fly high on the beautiful carved towers, showing the grandeur of my city.

It's the time of the Spring festival. The fields look as golden as the sun with mustard flowers sprouting from the brown soil, their slender stalks flowing in the flower-laden spring breeze, and maidens wearing colourful robes with chiming anklets on soft red-dyed feet run through the golden fields.

I used to be one of them ages ago. These young girls donned in light shaded robes look as beautiful blooms of the royal garden, which used to be a place for my secret trysts with the handsome young lover, who is still elegant and regal as ever, but alas, no longer mine.

Mango buds hang from the branches, and little children play with stones and pebbles under the young tree. Somewhere in the distance, in the extravagant places of the courtly dancers and musicians, I see a lovely maiden adorn flowers in her braid.

Oh, honeybees, you traverse in circles

around the lone nectar-filled bloom in vain.

When you have the whole garden behind her head

Why go for the single little flower of a shrub?

I make my way through the crowded colourful streets once again like I do every Spring Festival, every year and pay my respects at the Nizamudin's shrine.

Dusty paths permeate with a fragrance of jasmine and lavender, and the bazaars are teeming with sweet shops, with small vendors selling savoury snacks. A husband gently feeds a milk sweet to his wife who glows with the little child growing inside her.

I clutch my stomach, and my heart grows fond but also silently weeps at the fate that I was shown but mercilessly snatched away from.

The chitter-chatter of the streets grow louder. In every courtyard, poets and singers sing verses of lovers and romantic union in spring. The patronisers of art fling their gold and silver in fine silk bundles.

And finally the Royal trumpet blows. The crowd stills. The garden girls with large flower garlands stand on the sides, their smiley faces glowing under the pleasant sun. I smile too.

The palanquin bearing the queen enters the street to the shrine. I caress the ring on my finger, a metallic symbol of a broken promise of yesteryears.

The soldiers cheering the empress's name flank the palanquin. Her maidservants and handmaidens donning simple shades and cotton skirts that lightly flutter in the wind walk by. The crowd amazed at all the riches, power and grandeur swoon in delight.

And then the announcer announces the arrival of the empress. He rules over everyone. He rules over our hearts and souls, but foremost mine, even when I can no longer claim his heart, forget the soul anymore, but some springs before, he was all mine, body, heart and soul, where we claimed each other in the golden fields of mustard blooms.

And fate is a popular jester, its jabs hurt the heart at times, but you have to keep smiling, keep laughing, for the show must go on. Life must go on.

An old singer sings:

woh mohe awan keh gaye ashiq rang aur beet gaye barson, sakal ban, phool rahi sarson sakal ban

The emperor hasn't once seen my eyes in all these years, and I never crossed my fate with his. Not all wishes come true at the shrine, and not all promises can be kept.

For some hearts, there is never warm beautiful spring

All they get is a merciless cold winter until death claims their breath,

With Death granting an illusionary hope of a sweet union in the afterlife...

Fate, a cruel jester! The emperor's eyes meet my steely ones. A lone drop falls and I drag the thin veil around my face. The Spring breeze burns my flesh, it's cool winds freezing my once warm and hopeful heart.

But the show must go on, and the Emperor of my city, the lovely Prince of my youth, the sole Ruler of my heart walks away majestically on the royal elephant.

Not once does he turn back and I feel the sharp chilly winds of winter enter my heart.

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Um so I have been listening to Sakal ban from heeramandi. Looked up to the translation a little and I am writing this inside my Pharmaceutical analysis lab before viva which I am actually not prepared for but we ball.

Please please tell me how it was okay. I haven't written, read and danced due to this continuous shower of exams and it feels so restless and suffocating. I was desperate so wrote this on my phone. So, yes, do leave reviews, comments etc.

Maybe I will post a dance cover after internals later on.

Also, if there are others who wsnt to be included in my writing taglist, do let me knowm

[yhwhesmisalvacion]

📗 La palabra hebrea sakál (prosperar)

La palabra sakál en el hebreo es utilizada para definir entendimiento, o alguien entendido. Pero uno de sus usos en la biblia y que aparece en varios lugares es "prosperar", es decir, que una persona entendida será próspera en lo que haga, entendiendo que prosperar no va relacionado con el dinero, sino el avance en una esperanza en Cristo Jesús.

[classic-hollywood-glam]

Barbara Stanwyck and S.Z. Sakall - Christmas in Connecticut