I don’t understand a word he is saying. It’s French. Oh. Probably not. Because I can speak French. I turned back and had a good luck at the backbenchers. They ...
I stopped in Al-Zahra, tearful and meditative, to cry out in the middle of the destroyed ruins “Oh, Zahra -said- come back to be!” But it told me: “May the deceased return?” Al-Sumaysir wrote these lines when he visited abandoned capital of Ummayya Caliphate of Al-Andalus. I felt for him. Requiem for the city! Our […]
I have never been a practicing Muslim but I fondly recall waking up at fajar and spreading my jai namaz next to her’s. I used to finish off my prayers quickly and wait for her to finish, but those prayers seemed never ending. After saying salam, she would turn and smile and say that it […]
“Let’s stop and see Lady Dufferin?” My escort suddenly got excited and insisted that we make a stop. We have been driving for past one hour on and around MA Jinnah road and he was getting the hang of my liking. I followed his directions and we soon ended up on Lady Dufferin Hospital’s gate […]
Original post: City Landmarks – Sevakunj Hostel Suggested Reading: Experience of an expat student living in Sevakunj Hostel In one of his works, Intizar Hussain sb compares old buildings to trees which have their roots deep inside people’s hearts. Phir Jeena marna, hasna roona, khana peena, everything revolves around such landmarks. And they remain forever […]
Ratan Talao. Always found the name fascinating. Phonetically soothing. Always been confused with the directions and forgot about it all until found this brilliant piece on it by Akhtar Balouch. I geared up for Sunday exploration after discussing it with friend who asked his colleague to show me the directions though someone has kindly marked […]