When I was in grade 1, there was this very old, bent, yet very kind chowkidar(guard) at school. Everyone called him ‘Lala’, since years. And it was a tradition that every evening, when we would go home, we wold wish Lala ‘Allah Hafiz.’Then, in Grade 5, when we came back from the summers, we heard [...]

Served By Drops of my Imagination

Chess of life. We being simply the pawns. The players; Our Fears and our Hopes. When we hear of things which will lead to a good life, we set our hopes high up. Like the brightly colored kites in the sky. Your hopes gnaw at you. You then strive hard. You plan, you plot, you [...]

Served By Drops of my Imagination

Little things matter. Cliched? Very. True? Perhaps. A month or so back, I randomly filled out the KarachiTips form. And a month later. Voila! I’m a part of their team as a writer. Now, even though I haven’t met any of my team members I can already feel the sense of blossoming friendships. The Facebook [...]

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LONG ago there lived a great warrior called Strong Wind. He had a magical power—he could make himself invisible. His tent stood beside the seaand he lived with his sister. His skill as a fighter carried his reputation far, and many maidens wanted to marry him. But Strong Wind would have none of their silly, [...]

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A freedom fighter giving a speech to his countrymen. A speech I wrote for a competition. ‘Think 100 times before you take a decision, But once that decision is taken, stand by it as one man. ‘ -Muhammad Ali Jinnah My fellow fighters, In a few hours you will put your lives on stake, in [...]

Served By Drops of my Imagination