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Earth Hour 2018

March 25, 2018

Earth Hour 2018

WWF Pakistan at Ali Institute Lahore

March 24 – 8:30 pm

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The Culprit – a short story

January 20, 2018

a random thought turned into a short story, read out at an open mike session in Lahore on January 19, 2018

The Culprit – story

👏👏

January 18, 2018

service stopped in unauthorised churches in abbottabad

January 15, 2018

adhi adhi iint ki masjid

teri meri zamin pae

qabza kar k banti hai

aur kissi ki jaiz ibadat

register ho tau banti hai!

bas security kay naam ko lae kar

sia bhi safeed ho jata hai

dekho kaisa dastoor banaya

mera ghalat tera sahi ban jata hai!

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https://www.dawn.com/news/1383019

14/15 jan 17

14:49 hours

lets start

January 11, 2018

it’s never too late to start an important initiative

RiP AM Asghar Khan

January 5, 2018

inna lillah hae wa inna ilay hae rajeoun

an icon

a hero for many including me

a person of impeccable character and great presence

we won’t have another like him again

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peshawar 1960’s

my younger brother Basit Ahmed Malik and i had made a scrapbook on the PAF by pasting newspaper pictures of PAF in it, one afternoon on a whim we both rode our bicycles to Air House at the top of The Mall in peshawar and told the guard we wanted to meet the C in C.

no tall walls no barriers (but that is another country and place that i talk of)

the guard went in and came back to take us to the sun room on the side from where we had a view of the immaculately kept lawn, and in walked the ‘chief’

we showed him the scrap book, had him autograph his picture in it and came back feeling like alexander at jhelum.

1977 karachi PNA movement – i was on martial law duty, and even there he stood out from the crowd and impressed

in 2008 i was with an ADB project and our partner was SEBCON i saw late omer asghar’s picture there and learned it was his setup.

one day an office that was usually closed was open and dusted and in walks air marshal asghar khan, i met him and reminded him of the scrapbook meeting and he smiled, oh you remember it still he said with a twinkle in his eyes!

a rare breed of men gone and our youth will never know them as for them polarisation is the game not tolerance, understanding or love!

be blessed sir

sane voices will miss your voice in Pakistan

winter verses

December 29, 2017

the light tap of a drizzle singing

the soft song of winter verses

in the midst of the night

on the green fibreglass awning

heralding the first winter rain

petrichor permeating all

and though welcome

the sound, smell and pull

of the fulfilled collective wish

of a rain to ease the parched

earth and throat

became not a winter verse

but a winter verses duvet struggle

which the duvet won!

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lahore – 1:45 pm

26.12.2017

00:45 29/12/17

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read out today 29-12-2017 at books and beans lahore

https://www.facebook.com/events/880636152098045/

what were you thinking

December 23, 2017

what were you thinking

just before you uttered

the word ‘qun’

and “faya’quned” me?

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10.11.2017

lahore

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wifey’s impromptu comment

‘shaitan k baad kissi ko tau ana tha!’

Bullah smiled yet again

October 15, 2017

the pull

tangible

hard

like a rope

round the neck

unstoppably

choking

only letting off

if i give in

and yield i did

driving to beat

the setting sun

feeling the presence

i reached

and the tears

unstoppable

ran like i walked

and there the presence

someone turning

looked at me

arms enveloping me

a radiant face

a voice firm and vibrant

for its age

so good to see you here

handsome countenance

i heard him say

his attendants held my hand

kissed them

turned and went

the tears flowed

oblivious to all

i felt you

like i did when i

came to ask you

why?

and Bullah smiled

yet again

4/9/2017

18.50

now us

October 15, 2017

you morphed into me

that is all i see

together from me to us

now we be!