August 17, 2010 § Leave a comment
‘…beauty will dance with
anyone who is brave enough
to ask her.’
-the book of qualities by j.ruth gendler
August 16, 2010 § 2 Comments
Spring Day [Bath]
by Amy Lowell
The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air.
The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and bores through the water in the bath-tub in lathes and planes of greenish-white. It cleaves the water into flaws like a jewel, and cracks it to bright light.
Little spots of sunshine lie on the surface of the water and dance, dance, and their reflections wobble deliciously over the ceiling; a stir of my finger sets them whirring, reeling. I move a foot and the planes of light in the water jar. I lie back and laugh, and let the green-white water, the sun-flawed beryl water, flow over me. The day is almost too bright to bear, the green water covers me from the too bright day. I will lie here awhile and play with the water and the sun spots. The sky is blue and high. A crow flaps by the window, and there is a whiff of tulips and narcissus in the air.
June 24, 2010 § 1 Comment
-while driving on a rather uninspiring side street, when Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan’s voice was to be heard, wafting out of a barely lit construction site, equally pleasant,powerful, masterful so that it overtook any immediate concern,converting a rather flat road into smooth ascent up the musical scale.
-while crossing an uncharacteristically quiet Firdous Market, we were on our way to Iftaar…orange-black road, ‘sunn-saann’, not a pedestrian in sight, flipped on the radio…NFK’s rendition of ‘Chapp Tilak,Morey Naina Milaike’…bliss
-PTV World, Ghulam Ali, ‘Chupp Chupp ke’, the smiley saas-master, candles dancing…
-Tina Sani’s ‘Thora Saath Chahiye’, Ary TV serial song, earthy magnificence,her renditions of Faiz/Faraz are quite worth a listen…
[originally typed up in December 2006]
June 15, 2010 § Leave a comment
The sky has been darkening all morning, and I have a strong reason to believe it shall rain today in Lahore.
Now that is the kind of change I would welcome with open arms!
May 28, 2010 § Leave a comment
Our Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear
is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness,
that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented and fabulous?
Actually who are we not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people
won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine as children do.
We were born to make manifest
the glory of God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And when we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
– Marianne Williamson
May 27, 2010 § Leave a comment
Just kidding, still Mars. I just took this ‘ Which Crazy Writer are you?’ quiz that has been floating around in Twitter-istan and apparently, I’m George Orwell. Nice!
Some call you a martyr; you just like to think of yourself as selfless. Coming from a comfortable, upper-middle-class family, you would choose to live in poverty for years just to see how the other half lives. You don’t always make the best choices – moving to a cold, rainy Scottish Isle, hundreds of miles away from a real hospital, when you’re dying of tuberculosis? Even though you adore Socialist ideals, you doubt that any country can bring it into being without turning to tyrrany. As a matter of fact, you happen to think that power corrupts everyone it touches… but you shouldn’t say too much, in case They’re watching. After all, just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean that they’re not after you.