How I met with French Angel

It is not a writer himself which makes him write and nor the reader which makes him read that writer but perhaps a nature dictate every things. Some write with brain as they wanted to captured the brains, some write with heart to be darling of every one and some write with stomach for their bread and butter. Any way I think it is a nature which makes an individual to hold up pen and write what is going-on inside. I don't write the false that Every thing is good or Every things are bad. But I simply want to write the truth that what had happened that day.
                                  We ; Me and my Friend, went to Kunming for picking up friends father. We reached a day earlier so can have some rest also. Friend was a Stone merchant, stone which have much values are called Gems and Diamonds but a stone having no such value are called as pebble or a  writers in South Asian society. I prefer to be a pebble instead of running in a race. Friend took me whole day here and there and every where related only to stones. Fact is to dealing in stones you need to be stone, stones and stoned And he have all the properties in Him but I am a lively person, I felted bore all day.
                                                           

   So at dusk we both were as tired as walking in hell, he said to me Bro now no more work, now we have a dinner and have some rest. I replied this is a great plan. And we both smiled and move to very famous Xinjiang restaurant nearby Rail-way station. It was famous as it was on the walking distance and when you are real hungry you can compromise on any thing. I tell you the fact that if you are real hungry in China and if you can't understand the taste of Chinese food and looking for the cheap Turkish style BBQ's and food then close your eyes and go into any Xinjiang restaurant. We settled down and the Friend call the waiter in Chinese language, never ever say waiter Oo Oo, very bad manner, which Friend use to do in fun. Waiter was young female Uyghur girl in a nice hijab lovely beautiful eyes and smile. I said ياخشىمۇسىز  or Yax xi mus to her , means hello, this is the only word which I know in Uyghur language, she replied Yax xi mus to me and then took the order. 
                              As usual I have a habit to look around a surrounding and also look on the roof, because one always should look up before doing any work. I look up roof as if it is solid or not and clean or not, if suppose some body eating some cuisine then it is a chance that lizard to fall in a plate and make the moment worst. Hmm it is always good to look up because while you start walking and if you saw the crows sitting some where on top then some chances are there to get a bird shit on your clothes which I regard as a by chance good luck. But if you are on the way to some important meeting then avoid the good luck spot. Any way roof was clean and beautifully painted with flowers. I look around the rest of the restaurant and I saw a Young man sitting on other table and he was a foreigner too, drinking Chinese tea. When he saw us as usual I wave my hand and say Hi to him, he also shake his head to say hello with a gentle smile. 
                                 Any way we also start drinking our Black rose Xinjiang tea with some big bee honey instead of shakar or sugar. Suddenly that foreign guy come upon our table and said to us, Excuse me Guys, ''Kindly tell the waiter to give the same dish which you people had ordered'' and we gave his order too. (In China if you don't know Chinese than it is like walking on moon without a astronauts clothes). I asked him if he is alone he can join our table and we can eat food together and also talk with each other and he had agreed and sit with us. I asked him, ''Where you are from?'' he replied, from France and I told him I am Misbah from Karachi, Pakistan and my Friend from Burma. Friends Chinese was very good but English was very poor so I translate for him. French man asked us that if we both are muslims or not?, I replied Friend is muslim but I am not. The the French man asked me with curiosity that your appearance looks like a muslim and a Muslim name too, so what are you?. I calmly replied I am a communist and a atheist perhaps I should say I am a human at that time, any way. He then kept quiet and I said to him that I was muslim but from few months I am an atheist. He said nothing to me and then our food came and we start eating our delicious dinner. 
                                            French man start talking, he said he was not a by-born muslim but he is a new converted muslim , Friend and I both get happy with his words. And he continue talking that many people in France are becoming muslims very fastly. It was really strange to hear that in Europe at 2008 how can people choose to turn into muslims so quick?. Mean while during a short conversation we all finish our dinner too. French man asked me to ask for the food bill and we told him bother not because bill is on us and this dinner is from our behalf but French man refused and said, ''I ate so I pay the money and he thanks us for hospitality''. Before leaving the table He said to me Hey Misbah! What ever others are doing good or bad you bother not and what-ever you do , just remember you will go into your grave alone. I understood his meaning. 
                                                                   French man stood up and ask how to get the Lijiang bus from here and friend guided him the easiest way. French man walk a few steps but my friend told me to stop him and ask him to live with us today and we were also going to Dali tomorrow in our car so we will drop him to Dali then he can take a bus from Dali to Lijiang. I ran behind him but with in no time and as soon as the French man was one feet out one feet in at the main door of the restaurant he vanished and disappeared for ever. French man was a human not my illusion but his words I still remember and anybody believe it or not I believe him as he was a French Angel.
                                      Two of such a strange incident let me thought that God loves me and want me back in religious path. Religion is for human and for humanity but most people make it corrupt and poisonous. Any way I adopted philosophy of Love, Care and Share, I am nor against any religion and believe in interfaith harmony. Tolerance brings peace and love among different societies and culture any thing against tolerance brings nothing but ignorance and a flare of hate in heart. I am not so ever against any religion or faith and after meeting with a Angel of France I realize that a French Muslims are far much better than any other Asian or Arabian Muslims. If I write in further most simplest words I found that the reflection of his attitude was very tolerant, calm, understandable and mature.

              A recent attacks on Charlie Hebdo and the Muslim community in France and Europe both were wrong and let me much worried about this situation. France were strong, as many of the communities of different faith and Religion living together there peacefully by many years. Perhaps I was wondering if the Muslims of Europe can play much more bigger and important role to develop Islamic Image by producing Scientists and lecturer's. And perhaps European Union should also not allow any of its government or Private institution to molest Character of Prophet Muhammad (Peace.Be.Upon.Him) by drawing Paintings and sketches of him. His painting and sketches are regarded as extremely high disgrace because according to Islamic philosophy when-ever any Prophet came in this World then God took away the art of Painting or sketch from human mind so no-body can make their images. Even the images of Jesus Christ are hypothetical. People make the image and then after few years later worship the image. I personally hope and wish that People of France and Europe would understand sooner that Unity, Faith and Discipline can make France and Europe much more stronger and specially a French Muslims can play a bigger role in Islamic World in future.