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Dear Readers,
While All Things Pakistan has remained alive and online, it has been dormant since June 11, 2011 - when, on the blog's 5th anniversary, we decided that it was time to move on. We have been heartened by your messages and the fact that a steady traffic has continued to enjoy the archived content on ATP. While the blog itself will remain dormant, we are now beginning to add occasional (but infrequent) new material by the original authors of the blog, mostly to archive what they may now publish elsewhere. We will also be updating older posts to make sure that new readers who stumble onto this site still find it useful.
We hope you will continue to find ATP a useful venue to reflect upon and express your Pakistaniat. - Editors
@Whole lotalove,
Misery painted in Pakistan
Makan-o-lamkani, khired ki tishna-geri,
wabal-e-jan banti ja rehi hay,
Chamakti hay siyasat, falsafion ki
Kahan say lai’gi ye kapra-o-roti
jab bashir hi ko mayassar
ne ho maka’n uska.
It is what we are forgetting in our hectic humdrum of life today, the inherent rhythm of life with the sensitivity of human kindness – the muse, the poetry. Keep it up dear Rizvi. We need it much today.
Thank you for the feedback. I appreciate your input. I wrote this in 1996. I stumbled upon it a few days ago and thought it is still relevant and wanted to share at Pakistaniat.
Regards
It is light and lovely. As Naseer says it needs some correction.
Even to my unpoetic ears the first line will sound better along with others if we add an “a” in between “for” and “way”:
Is searching for a way.
Don’t take it seriously. I am not a poet.
“Is searching for way
To make it a day
Clouds that surround
Are scattering away”