Some articles on din:
... Rajesh Khanna.. ... Surjit Singh / Dushman Mumtaz.. ...
... Mazandaran During Shams al-Din 'Ali's reign, a supporter of Hasan Juri named 'Izz al-Din, with a group of fellow adherents, returned to his homeland in Mazandaran ... 'Izz al-Din died en route, leaving his son Sayyid Qivan al-Din (also known as Mir-I Buzurg) to lead the group ...
... rushes out, drives his truck and accidentally kills a farmer named Ram Din ... jail but must labor to look after the surviving family members of Ram Din, which include his widow, Malti Meena Kumari his sister, Kamla Kumari Naaz two young ... But with police protection, he is permitted to go to Ganga Din's house, where he faces even more hostility, not fed, and given a new name "Dushman" (Enemy) ...
... Engineer Hazrat-U-Din was the Director of the Khowst office of Afghanistan's National Directorate of Security ... of the anti-drug branch of the NDS, described his relationship with his boss, Hazrat-U-Din ... Kadir also described how both Hazrat-U-Din, and the governor of Paktia Province were afraid of Pacha Khan a local warlord ...
... Abd al-Razzaq ibn Fazlullah (1332–1338) Wajih ad-Din Masud ibn Fazlullah (1338–1343) Muhammad Ay Temur (1343–1346) Kaba Isfendiyar (1346–1347) Lutf Allah (13 ...
More definitions of "din":
- (verb): Make a resonant sound, like artillery.
Famous quotes containing the word din:
“a great space
Of white and pewter lights, and a din like silversmiths
Beating and beating at an intractable metal.”
—Sylvia Plath (19321963)
“For half a mile from the shore it was one mass of white breakers, which, with the wind, made such a din that we could hardly hear ourselves speak.... This was the stormiest sea that we witnessed,more tumultuous, my companion affirmed, than the rapids of Niagara, and, of course, on a far greater scale. It was the ocean in a gale, a clear, cold day, with only one sail in sight, which labored much, as if it were anxiously seeking a harbor.... It was the roaring sea, thalassa exeessa.”
—Henry David Thoreau (18171862)
“True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.”
—Edward Hoagland (b. 1932)