T here is lot of difference between profession and passion. Profession can give you bread and butter or luxuries but passion can give you satisfaction of your mind, heart, emotions and spirit. You can survive without profession but can’t without passion because it runs in your veins like blood which gives you life. So the words are my passion and I can’t stay alive without words because these are greatest gift of Allah to me. I started to write in the age of 13 and throughout my prime age I ever played with words in shape of poetry, articles, stories, books, TV plays, programs, special events and now I can say that being a Media Journalist
I am equally capable and expert in News, Current Affairs, Entertainment and Infotainment in both Print and Electronic Media. I never claimed that I have all these things by birth but I gain this by my two teachers. First is my experience and second is my observation. I learnt more than enough from these two ways and this journey is still in progress. I have enjoyed key posts in Print and Electronic Media, represented my country abroad as a writer, participated in Mushairas as a youngest poet, wrote 24 books of different kinds and types in which fiction, research and history are included and I am still a regular contributor of renowned digests, journals and periodicals of Pakistan.
I researched not about history only but also explore the myths and love legends as well as my own country’s beauty in shape of articles. I wrote documentaries on unusual topics which were telecast-ed through different TV Channels. As a passionate professional I never look behind because there are so many changes taking place in this modern world. My total attention is future because past has gone, present is going on and you have only one choice which I have selected. I believe that there is no ending of anything because if you have passion then skies are your limits and I want only to my dreams come true. And you know ... CHANCES NEVER DIE...!!!
S yed Zulfiqar Arshad Gilani … My native village is Kotli Syedan on Chawinda-Zafarwal Road, District Sialkot but I came to this world at my maternal but historical town Chawinda on 25th August as eldest son of Syed Arshad Hussain Gilani and Syeda Surriya Tahira Gilani.
In 1965, the biggest tank war was fought at Chawinda between Pakistan and India after World War II so my childhood was spent in debris of these tanks. I joined class III at the age of 4. It is amazing but real fact that I never attended first two grades and it was only because of my very first teacher and grandfather Late Syed Hazoor Ali Shah who enabled me to do this.