That moment

Life in the city demands from us long rides, sitting ideally as we wait for the traffic to move, or holding the clutch ever so slightly, ready to accelerate as soon as we see any movement ahead of us. On days that I find myself looking ahead for far too long at the endless line… Continue reading That moment

Have we met before?

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. -Rumi Somewhere in between wiping dust off book shelves, cleaning the desk and rearranging knick-knacks all over the house, a thought enters my mind: what… Continue reading Have we met before?

a Lovers Quarrel 

Never have more vehement emotions been exchanged than during a lovers quarrel. Far too many poems have been written on 'hijr' or separation from your lover and about 'ishq' or romance and its sweet overtures. Witnessing a lovers quarrel earlier this week, led me into an expedition to find Urdu poetry about this very important… Continue reading a Lovers Quarrel