Archive for June, 2006
of chomsky and the hezbollah
i,who hardly ever write on anything political, found this piece rather interesting. nice justification by the author. i could list a million people who would draw entirely different conclusions.
comments anyone?
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my people
i’ve been trying to write a book for the last three years. and the process has given me some insight into how difficult it must be for a mother to rear a child in a way that he fulfills all her dreams for him. writing, my friends, is hard! its harder when you’re writing about [...]
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flashbacks
it feels wierd. the way even in your silence you open yourself up to her. the way the three years of not seeing her seem to not matter. the way the eyes you love break your breast bone, go through the ribs straight to the throbbing tired heart. the way it beats as if with [...]
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puraana gana
yes i used to listen to ballads once upon a distant time. no that does not mean hip hop/dancehall isn’t my genre.
i long for the warmth of days gone by
when you were mine
but now those days are memories in time
life’s empty without you by my side
my heart belongs to you
no matter what i try
when i [...]
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thank you for calling. goodbye
ever felt the emptiness that takes over in the split second after you put your tv on standby? that’s life nowadays. like im somewhere far away looking at life from above. in the abstract. work pressures, studies, family things all seem to bounce off from just a few feet away. an invisible, insulating forcefield lies [...]
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the bitterness beneath
“…no wedding Saturday within the month of june”
stevie wonder (1962)
times sure have changed. not only do i have to attend a wedding on saturday, i also have to go on sunday, monday, tuesday and thursday. and let’s not even talk about july. why does everyone have to get married in this heat? and why do [...]
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withdrawal symptoms
or am i back in remission?
through the stupor of antishstamines and paracetamol, dreams still manage to creep in. dreams of that which was and that which could have been. dreams of that which i couldn’t dare to dream. of luminous eyes and mocha skin and silken hair and sudden smiles.
muddat huee is haadsa – e [...]
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Metroblogging
Today marks my first post on the karachi metroblog. and like all my beginnings, it was crappy as hell. there is a masochistic streak in me somewhere that likes the punishment a scathing critical comment can have. but to quote the one and only aitch ell, jub tak khap nahi machti, kuch maza nahin aata.
hino [...]
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Ilm-e-Urooz (for you, Sheza)
most of the following is an extract from an article by a raza zaidi of rutgers university. you can contact him at mzaidi@eden.rutgers.edu
the basic difference between a nazm and a ghazal is that whereas a nazm can be a collection of couplets (or it can have triplets, quatrains, or no rhyming at all), the couplets [...]
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If Faiz were a woman
while i’m still bitten by the urdu poetry bug; here’s some incredibly sensual (for something written in the Zia regime, by a woman no less) stuff by Parveen Shakir. while i don’t like the free verse style – i’m a stickler for rabt and beher when it comes to urdu shairi – i love the [...]
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after a brief hiatus, ok not so brief hiatus (i think that might be the only time i’ve used hiatus twice in one sentence – make that thrice) i’m finally back at my blog. and no it wasn’t entirely my fault. you can blame the amazing combo of the newly privatised kesc and the newly [...]
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