…. changing flavors ever since the hues settled in !
Khayal o Khawab hui hain muhabbatein kaisi
Lahuu may naach rahii hain yah wahashatein kaisi
Naa shab ko chand hi accha na na din ko Mehr accha
Yah hum pay beet rahi hain qayamatein kaisi
Woh saath tha tu khuda bhi tha Meharbaa’n kiya kiya
Bhichar gaya tu hui hain adawatein kaisi
Azaab jinka tabasum, Sawaab jinki nigah’
Khinchi hui hain pas […]
I hate all these bikers who rush by you. Was off to pindi late evening today, just came out of this shop with my dad a few feet ahead … two idiotic pea-heads (anger all in all) rushed on their bike from right at GOD-KNOWS-WHAT-SPEED, seeing them coming straight into me at such high […]
This picture carries such a strong message in it … look at the innocence, determination & seriousness on this kid’s face.
we often start looking at the darker side of things, start taking the pessimistic approach to life, and its not that I and You are the only riders of this game … we had and […]
Oh, I’m listening to these Bandeya, Mahi way, Allah Hoo, jenie janeman, Khuda kay liyay … since morning and I’m going all NUTS now.
If i could be a “witch” (a nice one like in CHARMED and not the urdu transliteration of the word) … I could have cast a disappear spell on all around me […]
I.
Be like the flowing river,
Silent in the night.
Be not afraid of the dark,
If there are stars in the sky, reflect them back.
If there are clouds in the sky,
Remember, clouds, like the river, are water,
So, gladly, reflect them too,
In your own tranquil depths.
These few lines, by Manuel Bandeira, begin the book “Like the Flowing River” (Paulo […]
Quoting here a mail by my bro:
There is a very interesting tradition of Holy Prophet (PBUH) which clearly shows the greatness and farsightedness of Hazrat Muhammad (PBUH) prophesising the decadence of Muslim clergy. It is quoted in Mishkat, Book of Ilm, Al-Fasl III, page 38 and Kanz-al-Ummal page 6 of 43. I have translated it […]
Atlast the issue that was causing ripples for almost six months in Islamabad; is near to closure. Closure with some tragic moments and funny ones too.
In past few months and now, I’ve written so much about the whole issue on Islamabad Metroblog that now I’m almost numb to write few things on my baby’s forehead.
Major post […]
when deep down south, in the land of Pure, people are dying. Death is not the separation of soul from body alone. Snatching of all the worldly ways of earning, your home, and all what you’ve earned in years and years within moments is Death too.
Devastation hits and kills … follow a simple path … a simple […]