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It is an irony of human nature that while living in this world we come across some people who become so dear to us that we cannot spend a moment without them however a time comes when we keep on living without seeing them for years.


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I love the amazing panoramas here. I love the rich culture here.

We live in a Country which is so rich in music and poetry that i am sure there would be few who actually know what assets we have got to feel proud of.

For instance, Yesterday i came to know about a Pushto (A regional language spoken in Afghanistan and Pakistan) poet “Ghani khan”, I am not interested in the fact that he is a son of a political leader but i am really impressed by the vision he conveys in his poetry.

Here is a translation of few lines from his poem,

O river of beauty and radiance! Grant me a scintilla of light;
Grant me eyes full of laughter and lips full of delight.
For this minor heart of mine, I seek a beloved’s souvenir;
O river of beauty and radiance! Grant me a scintilla of light.

In one of his poem he asks a Moulvi(Priest); what is Heaven? Priest places his hand on his belly and replies that it is a place where good food will be served. Then the poet asks the priest’s disciple the same question, he says that it is a place where the pious people would be given Houris and beautiful servants. Then the poet says that i am not interested in all this, in fact i believe that a day lived on earth according to one’s own free will is far better than the Heaven which priests long for.

I am not that good in Pushto but i can easily say that Ghani stands out a staunch Pakhtun from the realm of his ecstasy, fantasy, wine, women and mirth when he reaches the cross road of his true identity.

“Margay de Raashi
Che kala ye wass wee
gul ba me laas ke wee
Ao yaa ba uss wee
Yaa ba topak wee
Yaa ba qalam wee
Doob ba khanda kee
Da dunya gham wee
Che sa me bakht wee
domra ba bass wee
Margay de raashi
Che kala ye wass wee.


Our land is gifted with natural resources but poor governance has made the life of a common person; miserable.

Poverty has snatched the glow from the beautiful faces.


I don’t want to go in details but when i see these pearls in the rough, i cowardly gasp and pass by with a heavy heart; i can’t look into their eyes.

Sceneries loose their charm and flowers cease to smile. Poetry looses its magic and words seem meaningless.

Sufferings and hardships of life invade my imagination and i feel as if i am fed up of beauty.

I have seen so many beautiful faces suffering the pangs of life that i am have lost interest in beauty.

Now I look for contented souls. They make me happy and they give me strength.


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these sketches are done at the back side of a question paper 🙂

the woman in the sketch is a classical Urdu singer from late sixties.

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kings and queens
noblemen and women
who hath their pride
like mountains high

whose servants
rushed; on a single command
and shuddered
when they enjoined


time has passed
and they breath no more
yet their stories live
as their dust
drifts with the wind
to east and west
north to south
preaching their tales
and mourning their loss

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Learning new things, adopting new trends and trying to update oneself is a good habit. You will never get bored if you have a knack of bringing positive changes to your life style.

There are certain things in our life which are inevitable but there are also many aspects which could be molded and modified.

Man is the master of his own fate 🙂

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