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Event Report:

Aysha Habib

A Champions Training Camp has been organized by Positive Pakistan Lahore Chapter at Dabistan-e-Iqbal where youth associated with the word “Champions” by Mr. Abid Iqbal Khari, President Positive Pakistan. 

At the fore beginning, a question has been aroused about what is Positive Pakistan and its core objective which beautifully answered collectively as “A welfare organization which helps to change the attitudes of youth in positive way and to put them into the right picture of their selves by enhancing their skills and talents; hidden or unhidden. And build positive representation of Pakistan on the World map”. 

Camp commenced with the worthy views of Mr. Usman Raza Jolaha, Vice President Positive Pakistan on the Mission of 2017 that was stepped into three parts “Develop positive attitudes in individuals for a better Pakistan”, “Know yourself and you will win all the battles” and “Making Pakistan the proud nation in World map”.

Dream + Hard work + Believe = Realization

“Formula for success” stated by Ms. Ayesha Habib, Eyrie Coordinator Lahore Chapter Positive Pakistan

Positive thinking is a psychological and passionate attitude that focuses on the optimistic side of life and assumes positive results. When Mr. Abid Iqbal Khari talked about “Power of visualization”, he said that to use it in right way you need to implement the attitude of positive thinking in everything you do.

“You should have a firm target in life to achieve”, stated by Mr. Abid Iqbal Khari while discussing the topic of “Secret of Life”. He further elaborated the terms character building and hope; projecting motivational clips of the movie “Manjhi - the Mountain Man”.

In the meeting, Young Readers Club Positive Pakistan aim stated as to build a network of young intellectuals which will be motivated to write books and share knowledge. 

“Academic Research habit is a vital element to enhance the appropriate knowledge and then we can work better through the relevant and accurate information”, stated by Ms. Irsa Hussain, Deputy Coordinator Lahore Chapter Positive Pakistan while identifying the significance of Young Readers Club.

On the topic of welfare wing, it was stated that Positive Pakistan Welfare wing has been working since 2006 to stop child labor and to help poor families to buy food items and cloths which are essential elements to survive. 

Our respectable guest Mr. Sardar Azam Rashid Chairman Environment Punjab, Coordinator to Chief Minister Punjab advised that “Everyone should be consider as equal and appreciated equally in any organization and there should be no gender or religious discrimination so that the motto can be successfully achieved by the organization which I’m glad to observe in Positive Pakistan”

The successful Champions Training Camp was completed with an interactive and informative question/answer session, which was concluded by Mr. Rana Waqas, Deputy Coordinator Lahore Chapter Positive Pakistan saying “Only education and positive attitude are enough to make society a peaceful place”.

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by: Mariam Iqbal 
Member Positive Pakistan

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Leadership and Attitudinal Training (LAT) Conferences.

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Iqra Ali
Mission Holder - Faisalabad

 An important learning process which is being carried out by Positive Pakistan in all the major cities of Pakistan. On 31st January 2016 it was firstly held in Lahore which was a resounding success and a reflection of ever increasing dedication and enthusiasm of Lahore team on continual basis.
After Lahore event a perfectly planned event was held in Islamabad at Aiwan-e-Quaid on 20th February 2016. Islamabad team has created an amazing legacy for the cheerleaders and contributed to the history of Positive Pakistan. The event was an inspiring and motivational experience for audience.
A day of success: The day ran smoothly, visitors stayed for extended periods of time i.e 09:00 am – 04:00 pm and seemed to enjoy themselves, evaluations from chief guests had many good comments, and overall the day was a success.
LAT is a huge event and it wouldn’t be possible without the assistance of countless people who help prepare ahead of time, work during the event itself, and clean up afterwards. It truly is a TEAM event from the committee planning to the people working it. Mr Abdul Hanan Basra and Mr Waqar Ahmed were the EVENT COORDINATORS dealing with the all institutions of twin cities ( Isb+Rwp ) and as well as invited youth from all over the corners of PAKISTAN (Faisalabad, Kashmir, Gujrat, Lahore, Attock, Peshawar, Sawabi, Gujjar Khan, Kharian, Jehlum, Jhang).
The aim was to reach out 300 registrations but it was beyond expectations (HOUSEFUL AUDITORIUM) almost 50 persons were sitting on the stairs and 50-60 were standing that makes a sum of 450+ audience approximately.
Mr Abid Iqbal Khari (President PositivePakistan) and Mr Usman Raza Jolaha (Vice President PPK) were the motivational speakers, they emphasized on hard work and its relation with the success using leadership skills and positive attitude. Renowned and famous personalities Dr Ghulam Hussain ( Ex Federal Minister, Ex General Sec PPP) Masood Malik (Chairman Associate Press of Pakistan) Zahid Iqbal (Director Dar ul Iman Islamabad) were the chief guests of the event.
On the big day itself, the scene at AIWAN-E-QUAID was indeed a sight to see. The auditorium bear an especially festive look with extra lights and foliage.
Prize Distribution ceremony was held to honour all those members who have made Positive Pakistan proud with their brilliant efforts.
After prize distribution there was classical arrangement of refreshment for respected guests.
Mr Zahid Iqbal conducted quiz session in a very fun based learning way and encouraged participants with different prizes.
At the end Dr Ghulam Hussain addressed the youth to remain ever conscious of the values of transparancy, accountability, fair-play, best learning and best leadership. He emphasized on the aspirations of the people, especially the youth. With his experience he advised youth to Keep constant effort to improve and upgrade yourself by adopting best practices.
The fact cannot be denied that this effective execution of the event was due to team work.
Rest accommodation was provided for the out station guests that was totally free of cost so that they could feel at home. Islamabad team alongwith Faisalabad team went to Murree for success celebration right after the event and the very next day they went for hiking in the lush green Margala hills that was also a source of interaction for both the teams.
Indeed event has made a memorable history in Positive Pakisatan.

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Slowly she drifted to the southeast, rising higher and higher as the flames ate away her wooden parts and diminished the weight upon her. Ascending to the roof of the building I watched her for hours, until finally she was lost in the dim vistas of the distance. The sight was awe-inspiring in the extreme as one contemplated this mighty floating funeral pyre, drifting unguided and unmanned through the lonely wastes of the Martian heavens; a derelict of death and destruction, typifying the life story of these strange and ferocious creatures into whose unfriendly hands fate had carried it.

Much depressed, and, to me, unaccountably so, I slowly descended to the street. The scene I had witnessed seemed to mark the defeat and annihilation of the forces of a kindred people, rather than the routing by our green warriors of a horde of similar, though unfriendly, creatures. I could not fathom the seeming hallucination, nor could I free myself from it; but somewhere in the innermost recesses of my soul I felt a strange yearning toward these unknown foemen, and a mighty hope surged through me that the fleet would return and demand a reckoning from the green warriors who had so ruthlessly and wantonly attacked it.

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"In spite of all these diseases, and of all the new ones that continued to arise, there were more and more men in the world. This was because it was easy to get food. The easier it was to get food, the more men there were; the more men there were, the more thickly were they packed together on the earth; and the more thickly they were packed, the more new kinds of germs became diseases. There were warnings. Soldervetzsky, as early as 1929, told the bacteriologists that they had no guaranty against some new disease, a thousand times more deadly than any they knew, arising and killing by the hundreds of millions and even by the billion. You see, the micro-organic world remained a mystery to the end. They knew there was such a world, and that from time to time armies of new germs emerged from it to kill men.

"And that was all they knew about it. For all they knew, in that invisible micro-organic world there might be as many different kinds of germs as there are grains of sand on this beach. And also, in that same invisible world it might well be that new kinds of germs came to be. It might be there that life originated—the 'abysmal fecundity,' Soldervetzsky called it, applying the words of other men who had written before him...."

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In a few minutes there was, so far as the soldier could see, not a living thing left upon the common, and every bush and tree upon it that was not already a blackened skeleton was burning. The hussars had been on the road beyond the curvature of the ground, and he saw nothing of them. He heard the Martians rattle for a time and then become still. The giant saved Woking station and its cluster of houses until the last; then in a moment the Heat-Ray was brought to bear, and the town became a heap of fiery ruins. Then the Thing shut off the Heat-Ray, and turning its back upon the artilleryman, began to waddle away towards the smouldering pine woods that sheltered the second cylinder. As it did so a second glittering Titan built itself up out of the pit.

The second monster followed the first, and at that the artilleryman began to crawl very cautiously across the hot heather ash towards Horsell. He managed to get alive into the ditch by the side of the road, and so escaped to Woking. There his story became ejaculatory. The place was impassable. It seems there were a few people alive there, frantic for the most part and many burned and scalded. He was turned aside by the fire, and hid among some almost scorching heaps of broken wall as one of the Martian giants returned. He saw this one pursue a man, catch him up in one of its steely tentacles, and knock his head against the trunk of a pine tree. At last, after nightfall, the artilleryman made a rush for it and got over the railway embankment.

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We decided to use this room, on the second floor and overlooking the plaza, for Dejah Thoris and Sola, and another room adjoining and in the rear for the cooking and supplies. I then dispatched Sola to bring the bedding and such food and utensils as she might need, telling her that I would guard Dejah Thoris until her return.

As Sola departed Dejah Thoris turned to me with a faint smile.

"And whereto, then, would your prisoner escape should you leave her, unless it was to follow you and crave your protection, and ask your pardon for the cruel thoughts she has harbored against you these past few days?"

"You are right," I answered, "there is no escape for either of us unless we go together."

"I heard your challenge to the creature you call Tars Tarkas, and I think I understand your position among these people, but what I cannot fathom is your statement that you are not of Barsoom."

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So, quite unexpectedly, my brother found himself, panting, with a cut mouth, a bruised jaw, and bloodstained knuckles, driving along an unknown lane with these two women.

He learned they were the wife and the younger sister of a surgeon living at Stanmore, who had come in the small hours from a dangerous case at Pinner, and heard at some railway station on his way of the Martian advance. He had hurried home, roused the women--their servant had left them two days before--packed some provisions, put his revolver under the seat--luckily for my brother--and told them to drive on to Edgware, with the idea of getting a train there. He stopped behind to tell the neighbours. He would overtake them, he said, at about half past four in the morning, and now it was nearly nine and they had seen nothing of him. They could not stop in Edgware because of the growing traffic through the place, and so they had come into this side lane.

'I know what "it" means well enough, when I find a thing,' said the Duck: 'it's generally a frog or a worm. The question is, what did the archbishop find?'

That was the story they told my brother in fragments when presently they stopped again, nearer to New Barnet. He promised to stay with them, at least until they could determine what to do, or until the missing man arrived, and professed to be an expert shot with the revolver--a weapon strange to him--in order to give them confidence.

Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm for ever! For now, since by many prolonged, repeated experiences, I have perceived that in all cases man must eventually lower, or at least shift, his conceit of attainable felicity; not placing it anywhere in the intellect or the fancy; but in the wife, the heart, the bed, the table, the saddle, the fireside, the country; now that I have perceived all this, I am ready to squeeze case eternally. In thoughts of the visions of the night, I saw long rows of angels in paradise, each with his hands in a jar of spermaceti.

Now, while discoursing of sperm, it behooves to speak of other things akin to it, in the business of preparing the sperm whale for the try-works.

First comes white-horse, so called, which is obtained from the tapering part of the fish, and also from the thicker portions of his flukes. It is tough with congealed tendons—a wad of muscle—but still contains some oil. After being severed from the whale, the white-horse is first cut into portable oblongs ere going to the mincer. They look much like blocks of Berkshire marbl

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We decided to use this room, on the second floor and overlooking the plaza, for Dejah Thoris and Sola, and another room adjoining and in the rear for the cooking and supplies. I then dispatched Sola to bring the bedding and such food and utensils as she might need, telling her that I would guard Dejah Thoris until her return.
As Sola departed Dejah Thoris turned to me with a faint smile.

"And whereto, then, would your prisoner escape should you leave her, unless it was to follow you and crave your protection, and ask your pardon for the cruel thoughts she has harbored against you these past few days?"

"You are right," I answered, "there is no escape for either of us unless we go together."

"I heard your challenge to the creature you call Tars Tarkas, and I think I understand your position among these people, but what I cannot fathom is your statement that you are not of Barsoom."

"In the name of my first ancestor, then," she continued, "where may you be from? You are like unto my people, and yet so unlike. You speak my language, and yet I heard you tell Tars Tarkas that you had but learned it recently. All Barsoomians speak the same tongue from the ice-clad south to the ice-clad north, though their written languages differ. Only in the valley Dor, where the river Iss empties into the lost sea of Korus, is there supposed to be a different language spoken, and, except in the legends of our ancestors, there is no record of a Barsoomian returning up the river Iss, from the shores of Korus in the valley of Dor. Do not tell me that you have thus returned! They would kill you horribly anywhere upon the surface of Barsoom if that were true; tell me it is not!"

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The rest of his body was so streaked, and spotted, and marbled with the same shrouded hue, that, in the end, he had gained his distinctive appellation of the White Whale; a name, indeed, literally justified by his vivid aspect, when seen gliding at high noon through a dark blue sea, leaving a milky-way wake of creamy foam, all spangled with golden gleamings.

Nor was it his unwonted magnitude, nor his remarkable hue, nor yet his deformed lower jaw, that so much invested the whale with natural terror, as that unexampled, intelligent malignity which, according to specific accounts, he had over and over again evinced in his assaults. More than all, his treacherous retreats struck more of dismay than perhaps aught else. For, when swimming before his exulting pursuers, with every apparent symptom of alarm, he had several times been known to turn round suddenly, and, bearing down upon them, either stave their boats to splinters, or drive them back in consternation to their ship.

Already several fatalities had attended his chase. But though similar disasters, however little bruited ashore, were by no means unusual in the fishery; yet, in most instances, such seemed the White Whale's infernal aforethought of ferocity, that every dismembering or death that he caused, was not wholly regarded as having been inflicted by an unintelligent agent.

Judge, then, to what pitches of inflamed, distracted fury the minds of his more desperate hunters were impelled, when amid the chips of chewed boats, and the sinking limbs of torn comrades, they swam out of the white curds of the whale's direful wrath into the serene, exasperating sunlight, that smiled on, as if at a birth or a bridal.