Thus began the wait. Oh, wait. Wednesday, 15 November 2017: Upon reaching office, I went straight to the meeting room. I was late by 5 minutes. I patiently sat through the meeting. After the conference call was over, I ran to my desk, and took a photo of enrolment ID. That is all I have,…
Month: November 2017
My Earliest memories of books
I’ve been reading Urdu books since I was 4. I read kid’s books and magazines. Bachchon ka Mahnama Umang, Noor, Hilaal, and Butool. Our household was subscribed to Umang and Noor. As soon as the newspaper boy would deliver the magazine, I would devour the magazines until every single line is read, and re-read, and sometimes even remembered, and…
Book Review: “Namal” by Nemrah Ahmed
‘Namal’ is undoubtedly one of the most difficult book to review and comment. Actually pretty difficult and heavy to read too, if you’re trying to do it one sitting. I finished all 30 episodes / parts during an overnight journey to my native place. It killed me. I went at it like I used to…
Urdu Book Genres
Assalam Alaikum, my fellow bookworms! Today, let’s dive into the captivating world of Urdu book genres and explore a unique classification that’s been gaining traction – the division between female-centric and male-centric popular fiction. Urdu literature is a treasure trove of diverse genres, each offering a distinct flavor to satiate our literary cravings. From heartwarming…
Suffocated
Can’t say what I want to say. Can’t do what I want to do. Can’t breathe. Can’t fall asleep. Can’t keep awake. Hate this hanging state. All of these unexpressed emotions are eatin me alive. I feel a blockage in my ear, and sinus, and head, and mind. Despite all my efforts, I’m not able…
Confused Weather
It is November, folks. November is about sweaters, and shawls, and blankets, and hats, and socks. November is about mug-fuls of tea, and coffee, and hot chocolate. This November is not sweet, it’s confused, and confusing. The temperature started to drop a bit since first week of October. It sort of remained constant for first…
Getting my identity
The tag line “Mera aadhar, Meri Pehchaan” literally translates to “My right, My identity”. Well I do have an identity. An official identity. I am a tax paying citizen. I have my records with the income tax department. I still do not have an identity. An identity that the government has suddenly mandated. There have…
Date night
A cold November evening I was asked out for dinner It was not the first time Felt special, how does it differ? It ain’t about food ’bout spending quality time together The food was nice The ambience was romantic So was my companion With personality so charismatic Ah how good times fly by. It has…
Human honkers
In this city, one cannot drive without honking. This is not a metro city. It is one of IT hubs in country. It attracts a lot of new and lateral talent, intra-state as well as inter-state. That means there is an ever-increasing stream of people who now call this place home. Some choose to buy…
Getting Lacy
Enough with the crochet cardigans and shawls and beanies. Now is the time to create something delicate. I wanted to make some jewellery using crochet art. but the only thread I had, was too delicate. The thread crochet hook was smallest size and it is difficult to work with that hook and that yarn. The…