Sunday, December 25, 2016
Interview: There Is No War Against Islam
Dr Daniel N.Nelson and I |
Dr. Daniel N. Nelson holds a doctorate from John Hopkins. He is the CEO of a consulting firm and
the Dean of College of Arts and Sciences in the University of New Haven. He worked with the U.S Government on several issues like the National Security, Disarmament and Foreign Policy. He has written six
books and taught at many universities. He recently visited Lahore and was interviewed there.
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
The Enemy Within
In 1953, President Eisenhower initiated the "Atoms for Peace" programme, thus introducinghuge amounts of information, training and nuclear aid for civilian purposes. Countries like Canada, UK, France and USSR followed. In 1957, the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) was formed to promote peaceful
nuclear applications. An autonomous UN agency, the IAEA reported to the UN General assembly and the Security Council. Countries which accepted the nuclear aid had to open their nuclear installations to the IAEA review. Once they had this foreign nuclear aid coming, there was a threat -- the shut-down or embargo on all nuclear dependant industry in case of martial hanky-panky.
Happy Mother's Day
Today, 11th May is Mother’s Day. It is almost absurdly romantic that a country like Pakistan would celebrate a day like to honor mothers!
The day has not much to it other then romance and advertisement (Good day for milk and baby care products, plus some phone companies taking ring tone requests).
Let’s throw some light on what mother’s are going through in Pakistan (other then providing Paradise to their children from under their feet.)
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Common Art
What would it take to make Lahore like Paris? Certainly, a lot of hard work on sculptures and buildings, neater roads and street-side portrait makers. Painters and portrait artists all over the world sit by roadsides and draw portraits at subsidised rates. This is not as common in Pakistan, but the artist
Shahid Furqan is an exception.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Like the Prime Minister of Pakistan
When I applied for a visa to Delhi this January, everyone warned that it would be rejected. "These are volatile times," they argued. But despite the volatility, my visa was approved.
We walked across Wagah on the Indian Republic Day, January 26 -- when India got its Constitution. I was relieved that it wasn't some war victory celebration.
Short Story: Laddo Ki Shadi
Bride's Toilet by Amrita Sher-Gil |
The day hadn’t been as long as it seemed. The moon shone, reminding the lonely how lonesome they are.
Rasheeda had lived in Lahore for two decades. She had come here at fifteen, for work. She did not know this because she did not know the counting and the dates. It was a blessing she never recognized.
Rasheeda had lived in Lahore for two decades. She had come here at fifteen, for work. She did not know this because she did not know the counting and the dates. It was a blessing she never recognized.
Cyber Love
If you are sitting by your Messenger waiting for a Cinderella or Prince Charming to pop up, you might hit the jackpot any moment. But hitting the jackpot is not the end. It is the beginning of what may be and mostly is a bumpy ride.
The Internet has been around for more then a decade. In the past decade 2 million American lovers tied the knot after meeting online. Such unions became a part of the Western culture and economy (dating sites made big bucks). According to the Wall Street Online Journal many of these marriages are going downhill now. The first decade was of excitement, the second one is of consequences.
Short Story: The Hen Chase
In a faraway village on a day long forgotten some events stirred the life from normal to chaotic. The village was under a spell of boredom that had never been broken - till this day.
In the fields, Farkhanda was busy tying and retying her hair when her first cousin approached her with a letter for her second cousin. Innocent as she was , she accepted the letter and went on with her hairdo. The author of the letter was Hamid who had been haunted by the elementary school teacher ever since she came to return their lost lamb.
A walk through Washington
Washington Monument through the Cherry Trees |
Many European national capitals can give you a history over-doze. Yet Washington DC is less because of its heritage and more for being the capital of the World’s only super-power. The fact that US is relatively a recent empire is deeply embedded in the city which sadly has little heritage.
Revisiting Lolita
Adrian Lyne’s 1997 adaptation |
Lolita is tragicomic literary classic, a novel written by Vladimir Nabokov and first published in 1955.
The story is narrated by Humbert Humbert, a middle-aged British literary scholar who is obsessed with girls aged nine to twelve. He uses the term “nymphets” for them, a term actually coined and made popular by Nabokov himself.
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Happy Birthday Bhagat Singh
Two days before my grandfather died, we brought him home from the Punjab Institute of Cardiology (PIC)which is located on Jail Road. The Jail Road is named after the Central Jail Lahore, where Bhagat Singh was imprisoned. And behind the PIC is the roundabout where Bhagat Singh is said to have been hanged. Our car stopped at that roundabout to get some fruits and my grandfather once again narrated his favorite tale of heroism, this time in his weak, sickly voice. The story of a young Bhagat Singh who inspired everyone in pre-partition India. Most people now don't understand how atrocious and organized the British were in India, and how Bhagat Singh's unapologetic and brave reaction energized the Indian Freedom Struggle.
Today is Bhagat Singh's birthday and I mourn him, my grandfather and the fact that Pakistan couldn't do as little as name a roundabout or road after him.
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Monday, August 15, 2016
Replug: Letter from Pakistan on Independence Day
Photo by Margaret Bourke-White |
Nearly 20 years ago, my parents and I were returning to Lahore from Islamabad, on the glorious M-2 Motorway. A long night of travelling was ahead of us and Pakistan was about to turn 50 the next day. My father had bought an audiocassette of “qaumi taraane” (patriotic songs) for us to listen to in the car, many of these songs were sung by Noor Jehan during the 1965 War.
Ironically, we were returning from Islamabad after spending that rainy day in a queue outside the Canadian Embassy for an immigration interview.
Replug: The nostalgic train to Pakistan
“Not forever does the bulbul sing
In balmy shades of bowers,
Not forever lasts the spring
Nor ever blossom the flowers.
Not forever reigneth joy,
Sets the sun on days of bliss,
Friendships not forever last,
They know not life,
who know not this.”–Train to Pakistan
In balmy shades of bowers,
Not forever lasts the spring
Nor ever blossom the flowers.
Not forever reigneth joy,
Sets the sun on days of bliss,
Friendships not forever last,
They know not life,
who know not this.”–Train to Pakistan
My grandparents were from Amritsar, and migrated to Gujrawala in 1947. Throughout their life they have had a longing to revisit their “homes.” But they could not. It was a dream they were reluctant to realize. Not because of the visa hassle or the political turbulence but because of a latent fear that the home they were forced to abandon might not be there at all.
Letter from Pakistan on Independence Day: A thought for Partition survivors
For me, the story of Pakistan’s Independence is my grandfather’s story of survival. My grandparents brought my twin and I up because my parents were overwhelmed by the unexpected, simultaneous arrival of two girls. My grandfather was born in a village in Tehsil Batala called Fatehgarh Churian, which is in the Gurdaspur district of Indian Punjab. His life was pivoted on the memory of Partition: the exact number of days he spent in Lahore’s Walton refugee camp before his brother-in-law’s father discovered him, the number of annas he had in his pocket the day he escaped for his life alone, and the name of that Sikh neighbour who saved his family.
Replug: Pakistan’s history is not just about ‘glorious Muslims’
Amrita Shergill in her studio in Lahore |
March 23 is recognised as Pakistan Day because of the Lahore Resolution, although the resolution to seek a separate country for Muslims was adopted on March 24, 1940. March 23 is significant for another reason, which Pakistan and especially Lahore should recognise. This is the day on which freedom fighter Bhagat Singh was hanged in Lahore.
4 things you need to know about Congo Virus in Pakistan
You might have read the news that Crimean–Congo hemorrhagic fever (CCHF) or Congo virus cases have emerged in Pakistan.
There is news of the virus spreading further up north, to Punjab.
Sunday, July 3, 2016
The new chapter
Liberation |
This blog is a decade old now. I want to take this
opportunity to thank everyone who has been reading, editing and appreciating my
work. You make this process a lot more exciting and memorable.
Though this blog has helped me gather my published writings,
it's original purpose was to help me assemble my thoughts and feelings, no
matter how absurd or mundane they happened to be.
Replug: An ode called Amritsar
If you live in Lahore and choose to go North-West, you will be in Gujranwala in about an hour’s time. And
if you move from Lahore to the East, on the same Grand Trunk (GT) Road which Sher Shah Suri, the Afghan Warrior-King, carved out, in about the same time you could be standing in Amritsar — except for the ordeal of crossing the Indo-Pakistan border.
Replug: My school years
My first school on the Zahoor Elahi Road in Gulberg Lahore |
“School failed me, and I failed the school. It bored me. The teachers behaved like Feldwebel (sergeants). I wanted to learn what I wanted to know, but they wanted me to learn for the exam.” — Einstein
I changed three schools. The first one was a renowned girls’ school in Gulberg, Lahore. It was famous because of its eccentric sari-clad (quasi-feminist) owner, Victorian-style vigilantes and supplying fodder to institutes like Kinnaird. But by the time I reached it, the decay had begun and the ship was falling apart.
#IndiaHellForJournalists was a trend…in Pakistan
A few days ago, a hashtag appeared on Twitter in Pakistan: #IndiaHellForJournalists. Yes. That happened. The trend was apparently a reaction to the murders of journalists Ranjan Rajdev and Indradev Yadav in Bihar and Jharkhand within a span of 24 hours. Now, there is indeed a report by Reporters Without Borders, which places India as the third-most dangerous place for journalists in 2015, just after Syria and Iraq and ahead of Pakistan and every other Asian country. This is because five journalists were killed in India in 2015, as compared to two in Pakistan.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
The PML-N’s New Template?
Mumtaz Qadri’s execution is an indication that something has changed in Pakistan, even if just at the state level, thanks to the callousness of the Taliban and perhaps a nudge from the army. But has the ideology of the ruling Pakistan Muslim League-Nawaz (PML-N) undergone a sea change as well?
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Thursday, April 7, 2016
Pakistan’s history is not just about ‘glorious Muslims’
Graphic by Newslaundry |
Pakistanis — particularly those who admire cities like Lahore, Multan, Taxila and Karachi — should understand that what they admire today represents the cumulative efforts of different communities and individuals over thousands of years, and not just those of “glorious Muslims”. Otherwise, a bunch of goons will always be available to destroy boards, steal statues and rampage through anniversary ceremonies.
Why Pak TV channels were advised to black out the funeral of Salman Taseer’s assassin
Graphic by Newslaundry |
On January 4, 2011, Salman Taseer, then the governor of Pakistan’s Punjab province, was shot dead by his own security guard, Mumtaz Qadri. Five years later, after Qadri was hanged, approximately 30,000 people gathered on the streets to pay their respects to a man they’d dubbed “shaheed” (martyr). If you were watching Pakistani television news, however, you’d never guess there was this groundswell.
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Portfolio: Lush reveries
The Banyan by Michelle Farooqi |
Afternoon under the Tree by Michelle Farooqi |
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Saturday, January 9, 2016
A debate, assassination and escape
Benazir Bhutto |
Just after Christmas in 2007, my best friend and I received a
call from Kinnaird 's debating club. Everyone was away during the winter break
and a surprise debating tournament had come up. We were new to debates and very keen to participate,
so we readily agreed.
She dropped by at my place from Valencia, a suburb of Lahore. My grandfather was supposed to drive us to
Government College University (GCU), on the other side of Lahore, but our
car broke down on the University Road near the Punjab University.
Monday, January 4, 2016
The subcontinent’s syncretic religious identity
A painting said to be of Mastani |
Mastani’s character in the latest film, Bajirao Mastani, is fascinating not just because of her
beauty, wit, and bravery - but also
because of her syncretic religious identity.
Mastani, as historian Kusum Chopra asserts in her book, was a Muslim princess from Bundelkhand, the daughter of Maharaja Chhatrasaal, who was a believer in the Pranami, a faith that brings Hinduism and Islam together. Consequently, Mastani was a Krishna bhakt, who sang bhajan and offered Namaz.
Mastani, as historian Kusum Chopra asserts in her book, was a Muslim princess from Bundelkhand, the daughter of Maharaja Chhatrasaal, who was a believer in the Pranami, a faith that brings Hinduism and Islam together. Consequently, Mastani was a Krishna bhakt, who sang bhajan and offered Namaz.
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