Main tho tanha tha, na hai yaar ya koi charagar,Be qadr be Rukh, guzar Rahi thi zindagi,Sooni si rahen theen, veeran sa hai ghar,Har khushi se anjaan, har lamhe mein Bebasi aur Lachari. Tootey khwabon ka basa tha ek samundar,Dooba hua hoon jismein, na koi sahara na Zara si aas,Door Tak aata hi nahin nazar,… Continue reading Mayusi – Despair
Safar Nama: London – Part I
Backdrop On my way to USA, I had a splendid a week long Sojourn at Dubai with Tabish, Samiya and their children. Their affection and hospitality coupled with personal consideration for my selective choices of venues and commercial locales filled me with affection and grattitude. I had visited Dubai earlier on a number of occasions,… Continue reading Safar Nama: London – Part I
A Hundred Years Journey!
A hundred years, vow! I graduated in Senior Cambridge from King George Bangalore in 1958, and yet, I am reading the daily morning news in the assembly hall, in front of my school mates, with Mr Mathu, my mentor and my housemaster standing next to me! Such memories will never fade away! The school was… Continue reading A Hundred Years Journey!
Principle, Courage, Loyalty, Resistance and Sacrifice – meet Karbala-Part II
It is the first ten days of Muharram, that hold profound significance for Shia Muslims, as they leave every form of comfort and entertainment and join in the commemoration of the martyrdom of Imam Hussein ibn Ali (AS), the grandson of Prophet Muhammad, at the Battle of Karbala in 680 CE. Members of families who… Continue reading Principle, Courage, Loyalty, Resistance and Sacrifice – meet Karbala-Part II
Echoes from the Tragedy of Karbala – Part – I
Eighty winters have settled upon these bones, each leaving its chafe, yet none could extinguish the warmth kindled decades ago in the hushed, lantern-lit spaces of the *Imambargah*. Participating in the mourning of Moharram since my earliest memories – the scent of rosewater and incense clinging to my child's clothes, the rhythmic thrum of *matham*… Continue reading Echoes from the Tragedy of Karbala – Part – I
A few moments at Kirkland Water Front!
https://videopress.com/v/TkrNh8Td?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true The sun, molten gold, poured over Lake Washington, fracturing into a million shimmering diamonds on the gentle waves. I sat on the bench at the Kirkland waterfront breathing in the cool, damp air mingled with the faint scent of lake water and coffee from the nearby cafes. These were the stolen moments, a pause… Continue reading A few moments at Kirkland Water Front!
Shots in the Basket
I have noticed him basket the ball with ease when he was a five year toddler. His body swerves were so natural, that with ease he evaded me with the ball, and his throws went into the basket far more times than mine did. His friends much older, enjoyed playing with him, and often stood… Continue reading Shots in the Basket
Hasan – The Life Artist
Hasan the artist is in the ninth class in a prominent school in Dubai. Is performing well in all his cademic asubjects, however, his passion remains in arts and crafts. I am totally impressed, as I have encountered very few artists of his calibre who sketch and paint potraits so beautifully well. Wishing him well… Continue reading Hasan – The Life Artist
Mujhe De Do
Eid Ka Chand Woh sab ne ibadat mein guzara hai yeh poora mahina, Unke lkhlaas aur sachchi Tameel Mujhe de do. Jinhone din bhar bookh aur pyas kiya bardasht, aur rahe mashghool, Woh rooh ka josh aur azm e Sadqah e Nihan Mujhe de do. Na kiya kisi per Ghussa, na uthaya haath jab hui taqleef,… Continue reading Mujhe De Do
Tum Na Ao: If you do not come
Picture by Jafar Shameem Tum na ao mere pass, koi badi Baath nahin,Guzar Jayenge her pal, intezar mein, Tumhare pairon ki khanak jo Karti thi mere Kano mein sargoshi,Mujhe ehsas hoga, jab ghas per girte Patton ki awaz mere Kano ne suni, Tumharhi badan ki kushbo ka jab jazba hoga,Surkh gulab ki phaili Mehak mein… Continue reading Tum Na Ao: If you do not come
Impressions, Perceptions and Views. 