Rumi, Jinnah and Nobody

A lot of things coming to my mind tonight, as I begin to write my second post in nearly five months. Yeah been quiet I know, but tonight its like home coming. Bits and pieces all gelling together entailing no effort from my side. It happens you know, when things appearing from different dimensions begin to harmonize each other. Defining each other. Completing each other at crucial junctures. It's worth exploring; the synchronization that resides within us is the synchronization that surrounds us as well. This sense of balance is undoubtedly what makes our world so beautiful. Each fragment, in right proportion. A masterpiece.
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While reading Maulana Rumi today, I came to understand something about Mr. Jinnah. Something inherently important about this enigmatic man. Something that had puzzled me since I started to read about him. About his personal life beyond being the Quaid. And his relationship with Ruttie his wife, and Dina.

Tonight as my city burns, I'm here with these two gentlemen, complementing each other so beautifully.

I m not disentangling/entangling any further. At least tonight.


And yeah, Welcome back Noor!! (:

Inspiring

STAY HUNGRY


STAY FOOLISH

Kiya?

Hone, hone dey nashaa..

Khone, Khoney ko hai kiyaa...

Dukey!

A lil over 2 months of complete absence, and am finally back here. An aloof, unintended departure, leaving probably no one waiting. Just around 114 published posts over 3 years isn't very heartening I know but what to do. I can't afford words every night. It isn't that I don't love it anymore. Nope, I still believe its one way to revitalize my existence, a proper formal linear pattern where I can entertain all those sexy myths and philosophies.

But there is one thing. Something. You know.. am growing. Just like you.

Khair, a major transition expected in next 2 months. Gearing up for it.

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Physically, Spiritually, Emotionally, Mentally, Metaphysically, Metaphorically... Any...

Are you with me?

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Do you think I care?

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Pump IT!

183cm, 158lbs... that's my physical worth. Yeah yeah, you can go on tallying those uncongenial elements and glorify imprecision. Yes you can really do that. Somehow with time, I have developed [perhaps intentionally] this very proclivity for criticism. It's an interesting phenomenon and it keeps people busy. Just a close look to understand that unpredictable actions would generate unpredictable reactions, often volatile. Sometimes they like it, sometimes they don't. But almost every time they have something to say. Its a hobby and I find it exciting to hear what people say. I love to draw a line on the canvas and let others sketch around it. Now this is one BIG idea... one would not get shattered or demoralized by UN-called criticism if he gets this. It's about the line, not about the being who drew it.

I find it quite amusing. Time and time again, I deliberately do things that would provoke them and aggravate their cravings for criticism. Time and time again, I draw something basic over a blank page and move ahead... leaving those saintly pseudos and minnows busy.

Anyone can do it. You just got to be strong, and bouncing and funny. By choice. Its shining everywhere!

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Dhan Ta Nan

Revolutionists, capitalists, socialists, 14th August nationalists... fans of Zaid Hamid, Zakir Naik and Beyonce... Hajis and moulvis and percussionists... Strippers of Madonna and guardians of Sakeena.. Jeans with light kurta and heels in tight burqa... Lesser humans, greater angels... Whiter blacks and blacker whites...

I think I've said too much... but haven't said it all.

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Urdu is my national language, English is the official. Provincially, I'm Sindhi and religiously I'm an Arab. My mother comes from a Bengali-Urdu background and my father speaks Gujarati. I'm learning French and sometimes like to watch Hindi movies...

Sounds Wow?

Tell me, isn't it a shame that I don't have command even over ONE of these languages?

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We are good people, I don't question this. And I agree that culture is a blend of so many dimensions... but aisa bhi kiya!


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I believe, what we take... doesn't shape our destiny,

What we leave...

Does.

Nature and the Answers!

Islamabad- Murree - 2008