Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Ishq Ishq--rezvan ahmed
confessions of a true born lover, when he was just between eight and ten years he carried love letters of his elder brother to his beloved , then proposed to the elder girl , to the beloved of his elder brother, she rolled out in laughter embarrassing him
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
-from previous-
hasha is an equally old bent man who opens the door, , friends hug each other tightly, both young men decide one goes back to inform the mirza , the other stays back to keep an eye on the old men, hasha goes to buy a hand ful of rice for his visitor from a near by shop, the detective follows hidden , and successfully conceals himself in the canopy, hasha returns and tells baba jammu his friend that they have company, they are being observed and ring up nadir that they have trapped their man who is hiding outside in the grove , and they should be paid for the deal
-from previous-
rayaz and his partner unable to gather any information related to hasha are disappointed, both were returning to their town when an old man crosses over the dusty muddy path before them, he mentions hasha his childhood friend, both were overjoyed and take him to hasha
Moum-M.A.Rahat
mirza iftar ahmed tries his best to trap hasha, by putting in advertisements in newspapaers --to draw hasha"s attentions, that his parcels from dubai were at the contact address, but there was no response, so the mirza plans out another strategey by sending his two sharp brains to search for hasha
Gheibat Se Ajtanab--page 269
what happens to those after their deaths ,who back bite and humiliate unashamedly the innocent faithful followers , certainly is a guide for the fearful worshipper to reform their ways when possible in this life
Kathputli--kashif zuber
novak and daisy were happily married eight months, on their family way, he a aircraft engineer at ruthwalls, working twelve hours a day , five days a week, finds a parcel , strangely annonymous, while he was repairing his sink, the doorbell rang and somebody placed it on the floor , it contained a two by one foot long coffin , in lay a puppet fully dressed on a soft lining
-from previous
max soon realises envy corrupts impatient minds , who were quick to have betrayed innocent souls, leading them through the doors of inferno burning them mentally for the rest of their lives
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Muqadder Ki Basat--meryam . K. Khan
max a forty year old stout pleasant man attractive to women was casually enjoying sipping his beer at a hawain sea shore open air bar under a garden umbrella, in a floral printed T - shirt, bermudas and slippers
Monday, December 27, 2010
ghazal page-- 247--aftab ajmeri
Write to me traversing the journey of love
Write to me reaching roads leading to heart
When torn broken shattered overwhelmingly- write to me
Sinking in oceans of pathos write to me
Write to me holding transcending wine goblets
Images disturbing you troubling your mind
If the limiting paths block your passage
Write to me for reaching destination
Canvas of heartscape overcast of emotions
Write to me when tears wash them down
Eyes tearful, bitterness gone, remember me then
Sighing for no reason write to me then
Ghairat--nasir malik
ajmal as his usual routine reaches sardar sahib's home, he had once or twice noticed ashrat in the back mirror sitting in the back seat and almost felt how deep her eyes were, today ashrat beghum occupies the seat next to the driver"s and asks him about his family and well being in general, he felt her proximity was exciting --this is what makes the difference between different types of men, when sitting so close ajmal felt losing his self control, this is that goes to make a trustworthy or untrustworthy man, he himself felt consoling himself , his conscience and soul
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Dohra Qatl--anjam faruqi
the accused was the most reputed detective, the plaintiff was the most famous advocate of lahore, it was the last day of the final verdict, the judge was known to be a close associate of the prosecutor , the courtroom was tightly packed oozing spectators out through and through, but the judge was taken to the nearest hospital as he on his way got some heart problem, the detective was charged of murdering the sister of the advocate , both were neighbours and friends before the incident
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Be-Ikhtyar-rezvana menzer
how long one would live, the correct accurate time of death is not certain, the particular moment of death is not always known, jack in miami police station is detained on the charges of killing a man, though jack had been so far a most responsible citizen, dutiful, , his intentions right , the witnesses were his own wife and three kids in the car he drove at the speed of sixty miles per hour, and all those present in the vicinity -gathered to celebrate some function--that jack had killed Mr Bright
Friday, December 24, 2010
Chhoti Begum-nawaz khan
the insector narrator writer was posted then in rajasthan jodhpur when his life time experience involved him, he gets a letter by hand by a personal messenger from nirmala devi --the eldest daughter and the heiress of an estate after her father":s demise , after the letter many other times he was invited to stay at the residence on the estate for she had some urgent matter to discuss with him as he was a trusted associate of her father, when he for a week along with his assistant visits her in the begining he was very well treated then suddenly the attitude of the begum changes hostile , the mystery then unfolds before the writer narrator that is unforgettable
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Chaah ken--abad alrebb bhatti
sultan after the burial of his wife returns home, wanting to be absolutely left alone in peace he sends away his maid , in the living room he stares at the deceased 's picture framed on the wall, she was astoundingly beautiful woman, the portrait revealed how goodlooking she had been , suddenly he was filled with a rush of hatred and rising anger , he wanted to throw the steaming cup of tea onto it, smashing it, the phone bell rang , it was the investigating police officer
Mir Taqi Mir-page 161
the world is round , one feels most fortunate to get a place in a basement den, with piles of laundry in one corner, and whiffs of filthy stinks storming in from trash dumps outside because expenses are rising stupendously high , table spaces and bed spaces have become so much more valueable , living is overrated and man"s life is becoming cheaper
Calcium-page-159
women whose intake of dairy products of milk, cottage cheese and curds is regular have more stronger bones after forty
Daliya-page-159
porridge makes a healthy breakfast, a recent research conducted reveals that those who skip their breakfast tend to eat junk food more , as a result bad cholestrol increases, grainy porridge lowers cholestrol levels considerably
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
-from previous
the narrator reaches the scene of crime on a horse drawn cart with a coachman, a constable , he finds a letter written by mysterious woman with her intial--r --in dead anwar"s pockets, he worked in sialkot sports factory and had been invited to pipliwala to spend some time with the woman
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Munh Kalik-malik sadar hayat
the story is a firsthand narative of an experienced police officer when he was posted in gujranwala, the police station was next to a lorry station, there was a government school near by, it was a cold february morning , he gets a report that there in pipliwala located in the west of his jurisdiction a murder had taken place, to reach there he had to cross the river chenab
-from previous--
marcia hides behind the door , she heard him coming, he was henry, the key-ring swinging noisily , she became instantly alert, pointing her pistol in the direction of the key-ring making a dangling metallic sound in his hands, it was pitch dark, she saw the door open, a sillouetted shadow enter the house, the lights switched on, henry was shocked to see her pointing the pistol towards him , it was all so easy , she pressed the trigger silently
Raqib-nazir bazmi
divorce--the dreaded word, means death of a relationship , of married domestic bliss, marcia knows henry her husband has some flaws specially he likes flirtatious female friends, but killing her own happiness for a flirtatious glance is unreasonable, so marcia gives him time to reform himself and he does, but she hates going to movies , that gives her a headache, she cant watch cinema at home either, she lets henry go for late night films , he starts coming home late, one day from a market she rings him up , holding the receiver she overhears him discussing a beauty with some one ,
Sunday, December 19, 2010
-from previous-
life relationships are not built on piles of wealth but in the depths of sicere faithfulness and it is like a rose blossom , quickly scorched , must be taken well care of , nourished properly, or it shrivels tells meriyam the young widow appointed as the new housekeeper, caretaker , companion and friend , so experienced she was, suddenly words of shirmeen echo in her disturbed mind -a woman is two pence worth, qualifications, status do not matter at all, then what matters?
Do Kaudi KI Aurat--anwaar siddiqui
iffat a second year college goer shifts to a posh locality from aziz abad with her parents , in a one unit sea breeze sea facing area, shermein her class fellow becomes her friend, whose mother died when she was just four, there is a difference in status and standard of living in their respective house holds
Lalkar--Tahir Javed Mughal
tabish wounded , hiding in a forest, feels its time to kill or get killed, sees a moss covered glass bottle stuck in the rocks in the river flowing near by, hoping against all hopes, he scribbles a message to shervet, farha, and atif on a currency bill in his pocket he found, with his short lahore home address that he was fine and one day he would certainly return safely, he throws back the bottle with the note in it tightly screwing it up, knowing fully well it would never reach anywhere, it would get stuck again somewhere, but there was no loss in thinking big as he had read so many tales of escape and adventure of courage, how many of them had reached home , the bottle becomes a speck in the sea and then disappears from sight
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Sukh Ke Mausam Ka Dukh--Parvin Shakir
In the seasons of jubilations approaching
What can be more good omen
What may I wear at night
Illuminating my appearance
When its obscure cloudy
I know what a sight it shall be
Dried twigs in autumn
Desirous sprouts coming to life
Moon wanting to share
Wont have a motive
No blossoms -no celebrated moment
What is joy of life without you?
What can be more good omen
What may I wear at night
Illuminating my appearance
When its obscure cloudy
I know what a sight it shall be
Dried twigs in autumn
Desirous sprouts coming to life
Moon wanting to share
Wont have a motive
No blossoms -no celebrated moment
What is joy of life without you?
-from previous--
frank carrughan tells the sheriff all about the work plan of the outlawed outfit - how the gang of medical technicians were supplying hoghan- the master mind behind them to operate for him by getting helpless homeless destitutes , into the den tied to stretchers , to remove surgically their brains for million dollars each
Friday, December 17, 2010
-from previous--
frank carrighan in the woods hides for over many days ,monitoring the ghost house , inspecting various approaches , the sheriff wanted full report till one dusky evening he observes four men pulling a stretcher apparantly a dead corpse wrapped in a white sheet tied to it, the men disappear through the door, frank follows them in soundlessly , the room was empty,
Dimaghfarosh--mukhtar azad
carrighan walking on one side of the road was shivering with extreme cold so freezing it was , it was bone piercing , the chinar( Platanus orientalis,)trees edging the sides of the dark street seemed to be looming low almost touching the ground , blocking the streetlight to cast itself on the road , he was looking for a three storeyed cottage , number forty six, finally he reached the house it stood there illuminated from within, opening the gates he entered the territory in the terrible night--a story of examplary honesty of a police officer
Thursday, December 16, 2010
--from previous--
the lawyer was certain that the dead dancer could not have pressed the door bell , crouching there, who guided him there, what was so important that he wanted to reveal, he gets the tip off from his professional dance partner-tina malhotra staying at the hotel, the last she had seen him was when he was going to meet his missing secretary uncle "s boss -a shipping company owner - who tells the lawyer that the dancer's secretary uncle was dead , and he himself hired prem kapoor as his confidential lawyer to dissolve his ancestral trust of his property worth billions for his entire absolute control , to get rid of the board of directors
Raqqas-samar abbas
the story begins with a bang, in first person narrative, when a lawyer meets a dancer , the narrator -prem kapoor is the lawyer who meets a dancer, one late night after twelve he goes to bed, some couple of hours later his sleep is disrupted by a shrill door bell , he opens the door sleepily , blindly bumping clumsily through his clutter scattered around in the room , a man in a dancer's costume bent double with a knife stabbed deep into his back just a little below his nape was at his door step in a crouching position kneeling
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Barcelona
soon dorya had to in a hurry leave jerba where the duke had started to build a fort, the duke decided to escape later but was surrounded on three sides by drugut, aluhge and malta king, the arabs were annoyed with the turk rulers in their region, the turks hated christian government, the christian empire had occupied jerba to make it their center base for capturing near by trabilis and tunis , dorya left for barcelona asking his nephew jova to continue his legacy
Alexandria
terrible stormy winds from the north force drugut to break his journey at ghaza after syria, he correctly and wisely refuses to take christian men on board , for he knew how they could be treated by his muslim crew, so the christians used their own vessels that reached faster to tunis, alexandria and trabilis,
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Aluhge meets drugut
aluhge still roaming places reaches troy to find sailors celebrating the pardoning of drugut by the ottoman sultan, he goes to constantinople , in a local market street both drugut and aluhge meet each other coincidently, soon they had to set out on sail to jerba, trabilis via rome , rustam sends an accomplice trying to prevent them from performing any more extra - ordinary tasks , he was extremely wickedly envious churning out tales , so it was decided between drugut and the sultan to keep their mission a secret from rustam, it was spread that a turkey vessel was stay put at the harbour till it got clear sifnal in the month of may
-from previous--
""Why Are You Pardoned? with a sword of honour and a copy of the quran sharif ""asks rustam
Drugut says --because he had been most useful to the sultan, by providing slaves, capturing ships, raising treasurey wealth, killing the enemies of sultan, because he had proven himself worthy of being the righteously amir of algeire where as rustam had married the daughter of the sultan and used royal women folk to put in his name for the post of amir of the sultanate, so rustam could never harm him as long as drugut was serving favourably
Drugut says --because he had been most useful to the sultan, by providing slaves, capturing ships, raising treasurey wealth, killing the enemies of sultan, because he had proven himself worthy of being the righteously amir of algeire where as rustam had married the daughter of the sultan and used royal women folk to put in his name for the post of amir of the sultanate, so rustam could never harm him as long as drugut was serving favourably
Monday, December 13, 2010
Asia Minor-from previous
Troy in anatolia declined as constantinople in byzantine flourished, drugut in asia minor had developed a stroghold, rustam tells him about aluhge sent by the sultan to arrest him and bring him back , the duke was planning to swallow trabilis after jerba
Troy-from previous
drugut gets to know wali ahed the prince had been brutally betrayed and killed, while the sultan and his russian wife watched from behind the screen, he decides to meet the sultan , the three chiefs of the three tribes his friends in troy and trabilis were amazed at his courage,
Sunday, December 12, 2010
-from previous-
aluhje individually and personally talks to everyone on the ship, he decided to keep an eye on three of them whose opinion was to kill drugut , the search takes the sail from greek isles to constantinople to ottoman controlled towns , the sultan had a russian origin wife , politics at every level played influenced judgement , corrupting the desired results, drugut had become the master of a fleet of kazaks , most powerful with evil designs , whose only love was jerba town
The Voyage--from previous
aluhje before sailing offers prayers in reverence to barbossah on the spot where he had first stepped down , praying that his spirit may lead him safely directly to find drgut , pasha tells him that rustam had conspired and given out strict orders secretly to his men on board to kill drugut even if he was found on ship ,
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Taaq-e-Nisyaan Se-Humayun Belgrami
a parish priest was preaching , he invited to answer his questions regarding which was the true son of the god , one farmer, covered in layers of dust and exhausted of walking a long way from his home to the congregation , dressed in muddy soiled attire made fun of the preacher"s questioning, by the end of the day racial slaughter had almost left the entire jerba village bleeding to death, the duke and dorya the inaders were lost , the plague spread, sea storm flooded the coastal lines, their man power had been depleted , they decided not to attack any other town till they restored their strength
Friday, December 10, 2010
Huma Guftgu-2011 January
the nominal reaonable raise in price of the magazine is to maintain purity of urdu language in magazine during such times when keeping balance of sturdiness and elegance of status of fifty years is next to impossible, it is not for trading or profit
Muhabbet Humsafar Meri--Anjam Ansar
danya runs up to her room, thankfully the door was unlocked , noone was present to question her her nervous confusion, panting she locked herself in, speculatively she cursed naved , her brother sarm"s friend , what if this naved"s entry in her life revealed how many times she had been visiting reza it would bring in so much more discomfort in everyone"s life, the cell rang, reza expressed his feelings-
daniya my moon,
the moon tonight
Exactly like you
Absolute resemblance
Same beauty
Ethereal illumination
Extreme vanity
And
Like you
Distant
Most distant
daniya my moon,
the moon tonight
Exactly like you
Absolute resemblance
Same beauty
Ethereal illumination
Extreme vanity
And
Like you
Distant
Most distant
Hazrat Bilal---Salim Ghilani
""Here I Live, Here I Build A Mosque, Here I Shall Lay Buried""
thus spoke Sallallahoallewassulum , when his qaswah- the camel chose to stop at a secluded spot, the prophet had not accepted anyone"s invitation to staying at someone special for he could not have hurt others , not wanting to offend anyone he cleverly led his camel away to an uninhabited land where he spent rest of his life in madina sharif
thus spoke Sallallahoallewassulum , when his qaswah- the camel chose to stop at a secluded spot, the prophet had not accepted anyone"s invitation to staying at someone special for he could not have hurt others , not wanting to offend anyone he cleverly led his camel away to an uninhabited land where he spent rest of his life in madina sharif
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Shehr-e - Dil--Shamma Hafiz,
Wishing desparately someone was mine
Desired me like warm heart beat
Wanted me like a close need
Who in season of separation
Turned cold in my memory of pain
Cried for me in my absence
Be it for my shadow of an idea
He whose intimacy would so
Keep me exclusive tight stitched to
Desired me like warm heart beat
Wanted me like a close need
Who in season of separation
Turned cold in my memory of pain
Cried for me in my absence
Be it for my shadow of an idea
He whose intimacy would so
Keep me exclusive tight stitched to
-from previous--
he held his spinning head, with both hands, uncontrolable pain made him miserable, life had not come to an end but to a painful turning point, he had never wanted that to happen, her image of a memory softly brushed past him, he quivered at the idea of her being close by, there were just two choices either he leaves her or she left him for ever for good
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Jan-e-Jan Tu Jo Kahe--Rahat Wafa
iftekhar observed wisely if tanya was against this marriage to adil, why did she need to dispose off the hiouse , why inviting them was important , if she was to refuse the proposal?
--from previous--
roshi is ushered slowly to a room in the huge palatial mansion, through beautifully carved corridors, her bridal was arranged by the town's most expensive beautician, she observed she was surrounded by women folk dressed up in tradional robes and feligree adorned them, the small girls accompanying their mothers also were similarly decorated in veils over their long ankle length dresses, all of them smiled cheerfully at roshi, suddenly a woman as lovely as a red rose, complexion white as smoothened refined flour, eyes mesmeric and bright , stood with a maid holding a large sixed tray full of coins to be distributed to the poor, the majestic lady asked zeri her younger son to ask for a wish from the bride, kneeling down zeri instead of gifts asked her in english never to let the tribe down by giving in to the head of the tribe an oxford qualified educated fool who allowed noone to take any decisions-to fight him -- fight mir zaqath hayat and soon she agrees sign up the agreement of her marriage to mir zaqath hayat
Zard Patton Ka Shajer--nayab jilani
who says times never change, in fact times change quickly, times change people, circumstances are influenced by time, as she stood looking at the monsson shower swaying her roses in the garden gently , the swing of the blossoms usher her in to the magic world of the lost past, her two daughters mahi and mah noor were now in the present , she discovered the present held her treasures of happy joyous moments she was on seventh heaven, comparing her past with present was inevitable, sweet-bitter memories, tragic -comic memories, hurts-heals of memories
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