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City Libraries – Taimuria Library

Another day. Another heartbreak. Libraries in Karachi break your heart. Taimuria Library is not supposed to since it is quite well maintained. But it does. It does despite it being well managed and well frequented because it lacks the purpose and exuberance that you would attach with such places of learning. Or is it the […]

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City Libraries – Sehba Akhtar Library, Nazimabad

Sehba Akhtar Library is one of several well planned libraries honoring important literary figures. But that is past. It is in dismal condition now, just like other municipal libraries in Nazimabad, in Karachi. Present day Sehba Akhtar Library has a utility store running on its premises. It fares no better. Both library and utility store […]

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City Libraries – Al Huda Library, 3D Nazimabad

Nazimabad is a very well planned neighborhood. Let me put a necessary disclaimer here that my orientation of Nazimabad is very basic but I continue to find libraries with ease in this big neighborhood. I reach Al-Huda Library around noon on a working day. My earlier visits to libraries in Karachi in general and Nazimabad […]

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City Libraries – Jigar Muradabad Library, Paposh Nagar

Yeh Ishq nahin aasan bus itna samajh lijeye Ek aag ka darya hai aur doob ke jaana hai Urdu ghazal reached new heights in 18th and 19th centuries due to a constant stream of great poets like Meer, Firaq, Dagh and Hasrat. They lit up Mushairas in subcontinent and captured the imagination of masses, making […]

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City Libraries – Bedal Library, Sharfabad, Bahadurabad

Had Ghalib found himself in present day Karachi, he probably would have taken refuge in Bedil Library. At a walking distance from Char Minar Chowrangi,the library on second floor of Sharafabad Community hall transports you to a different era when people had different priorities and sensitivities. The library is named after Abdul Qadir Bedil, Persian […]

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