Wandering between two worlds – Karachi Literary festival
Ghazi Salahuddin’s write up for the NEWS makes interesting points about the festival and also mentions me as one lost between the English and…
Eighteen years later…
It took eighteen years to locate a friend. Much like a star, the moon, a constellation and an ancient river my friend R has…
The body is manifest; Life’s spirit is hidden
When a dispute arises as to the ownership of the husk, the husk belongs to the one who possesses the kernel. The heavenly sphere…
Journalism
My writings for the Pakistan weekly The Friday Times My articles published by The News, Pakistan My writings for DAWN newspaper My articles for…
Turn your face toward your own face
The medicine of all intellects is just a picture of Love, the faces of all sweethearts are but His veil. You who are devoted…
At the red-bricked house
It rained in Lahore the other night. They say rains at this time of the year are terrible for the wheat crop. For us…
Whatever shrine I go to
Another readable piece by Dr Sher Zaman Taizi This poem in ghazal form is very simple and direct. It starts with a direct address…
Cascading Chandni
By temporal guess or foreguess she a work in progress they aiming to regress antediluvian lashes travel from Chand’s back to the cobwebs in…
A sufi in Budapest
Legend has it that a Bektashi dervish who was also a companion of the Ottoman Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent introduced roses to the city…
Behold the faithfulness of spring
The red rose, which tears its cloak to shreds — I for one know its motive. The willow has let down its branches in…
The vanity of being quoted
A friend sent me these links and I am shamelessly posting them here: My views on the IMF programme for Pakistan – Also here…
Jinnah’s fabulous picture
Amit has asked me to find a framed copy of this picture and what a great portrait it is. The only other portrait that…
New rubais for the New Year
How long shall we be satisfied with the shapes and appearances of time? How long shall we watch and smell existence? I am tired…
A special message for Jahane Rumi
Sometimes I am most touched by such messages concerning my blog. I am posting this message not because I want to beat my own…
Carpet cleaning methods
Discovered that there are multiple methods of carpet cleaning. I thought there was just a single way. Before engaging carpet cleaners, it is important…
On Buddha, Silence and Impermanence
The celebrated artiste Vidya Rao from Delhi has sent this tender and profound letter after reading my post on destruction of Buddhas in Swat (and the painting that…
Murree’s best kept secret
Tamania visited Murree on a weekday and found the ambiance charming despite the senseless “development” that has taken place at this Pakistani hill station.…
Thinking Blogger Award?
Jahane Rumi has been conferred with the ‘thinking blogger’ award – read here. This is quite encouraging even though there is not much of…
Thanking my readers
Jahane Rumi (JR) is being noted. Just saw that Islamabadblog has ranked this blog among the top ten. I never thought that JR would…
She Would Not Be Wrapped
For the British, anxious to distinguish themselves from the natives, nothing was more galling than Indians in European attire. The elite women, especially, in…