Farrah Shah
She is my cousin and a different one....entirely different. She has just started using internet and wants to spread love and peace in this world. Keep on getting back to her web page as I know she is a very interesting reading.
تارا ٹوٹا دیکھ کے دل نے کی پکار * کوئ مجھے بھی دیکھتا، میں ٹوٹا سو بار * ہری ہری میں ہر گئ، میں ہاری ہر بار * ہار ہی موری جیت ہے، موھ سنگ کھیلے یار
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Saturday, July 02, 2005
Qudrat Ullah Shahab
Who was he?
QUDRATULLAH SHAHAB was born in Gilgit in 1917 and spent his childhood in Jammu. He worked for some time in the civil service of India and later, after Partition, joined the civil service of Pakistan where he held numerous offices including that of Ambassador to the Netherlands. He is, however, best known to Urdu readers as a master short-story writer and the main architect of the Pakistan Writers’ Guild, a government-sponsored agency for the organization and aid of Pakistani writers. His published works include two collections of short stories and Ya Khuda!—a novella about the problem of rehabilitating the refugees made homeless in the wake of India’s Partition. He died in 1986 shortly after completing his voluminous autobiography Shahabnama.
Translations from Shahabnama:
Shahabnama is an autobiography of Qudratullah Shahab, which is widely read in Pakistan, due to the status of the author and also the literary quality of the work. Qudratullah Shahab was an Indian civil servant, who migrated to Pakistan after partition of the sub-continent. He was chosen by the Governor-General Ghulam Muhammad to be his Personal Secretary, and then he worked in the same capacity under Iskander Mirza and Ayub Khan. He had first hand information about the events in the early days of the history of Pakistan. But the chapters of his voluminous work, which I am able to translate, mostly deal with his childhood, early education, first college life romance, and upto the time when he got admission in the Indian Civil Service.
http://www.geocities.com/m_naumansadiq/shahabnama/shahabnama
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
The Personality Test
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Monday, May 30, 2005
Farewell
So my time with Sprots Wrold International ended yesterday. It was the end of a nightmare. But the love, emotions and sentiments I received on leaving made me humble. My fellow workpeople were so nice, 'thanks' a word seem so smaller compared to what they showed. Jacqui, Kim, Abigal, Asif, Ahmed Mir, Dennis, Keith, Nasir, Linda, Beverley and my georgian and polish friends there.....I will miss you all. As you wished me so many good things, I wish you the best this life can offer in every good respect.
Thanks for everything.
Thanks for everything.
Waiting
The most booring thing in life, when you cant do things on your own and wait for something to happen.
As if there is a long solid partnership going in a cricket match, and opposite captain after trying all his options.......is waiting for something to happen.
As if you are sailing on a piece of wood after your ship sank and nothing is visible except the sea all around and you are waiting for something to happen.
As if in Potohar a farmer has prepared his land and has sown the seeds and now looking towards the sky in waiting for something to happen.
Aah this
Waiting for something to happen.
14-04-2005
As if there is a long solid partnership going in a cricket match, and opposite captain after trying all his options.......is waiting for something to happen.
As if you are sailing on a piece of wood after your ship sank and nothing is visible except the sea all around and you are waiting for something to happen.
As if in Potohar a farmer has prepared his land and has sown the seeds and now looking towards the sky in waiting for something to happen.
Aah this
Waiting for something to happen.
14-04-2005
The Darkness
A time comes in ones life, where everything seems to stand still. Days go by, seasons change but you remain there staring at the darkness of this life and thinking that you have travelled halfway and gained nothing. You have the fatigue and tiredness of journey but you are still there ......... at the start. A sense of emptiness and hollowness.....what a pity if you are a thinker and can ponder in your consecious.......what will you find...after all these long years and after experiencing almost all this life can offer....SAME DARKNESS FROM WHERE YOU STARTED AND SAME WHERE YOU ARE NOW....IN THE HALWAY OF YOUR LIFE.
I am 34 now.
06-04-2005
I am 34 now.
06-04-2005
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