Mouza
In Bangladesh and Pakistan, a mouza or mauza is a type of administrative district, corresponding to a specific land area within which there may be one or more settlements. Before the 20th century, the term referred to a revenue collection unit in a pargana or revenue district. As populations increased and villages became more common and developed, the concept of the mouza declined in importance. Today it has become mostly synonymous with the gram or village. Most censuses and voter lists, for example, now use the names of villages rather than mouzas.
The term has a similar meaning in the Assam region of India, where a mouza is a locality in a district or within a large Assamese city. This term should not be confused with the term gaon (meaning village in Assamese, Hindi and Urdu). In Assam, several villages typically form a single mouza. The head of the mouza is known as a mouzadar or mazumdar.
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A Novel Of War
by: Miss May IThey fight and it never seems like it ends.
"Are you too busytonight?"
When all of your children cry,
"Oh God, when will it end!?"
Will we ever see the day
The world stands as one?
Love and peace arehidden
Somewhere under this sun.
We are on our knees and
Praying to endthis war.
Time will already murder
What they are fighting for.
Justifybelief in a God that's left you behind,
But we're still hoping tonight
That our prayers and our wishes,
Find a way through their hearts.
Will we ever see the day
The world stands as one?
Love and peace arehidden
Somewhere under this sun.
We are on our knees and
Praying to endthis war.
Time will already murder
What they are fighting for.
All of this time their burning down bridges.
All of this time warsfought from religions.
All of this time spent burning the witches.
All of this time they're fighting for riches.
All of this time theirbreaking the stitches
All of this time their dying in ditches.