Readers already know how much I like Arieb Azhar’s music. In some way’s I think of him as Pakistan’s Woody Guthrie. Adding a contemporary edge to folk, modern folk if you will, although I think Arieb himself prefers to call it Sufi-folk. But it is the humanism in his songs that always pull at my heartstrings.
This piece is profound. No, its not about what you might think from the title. This is not self-flagellation. This is an appreciation of self. Take a listen. I should confess it is no match for Arieb’s Husn-i-Haqiqi. But it is matchless nonetheless.