It is most befitting to take this blog in the direction of my life. The past year or so has been of immense professional and personal growth at UBC. One key takeaway has been to carefully craft experiences by making the most of all and any work that comes my way. As an international university… Continue reading Make the most of work experiences
Khurram Shafique’s Waheed Murad: His Life and Our Times is a fluid prose knitting the life and times of the Pakistani cinema stalwart Waheed Murad thread by thread as the title promises. It evokes the fragrance of yesteryears but grounds itself in the longing of today’s Pakistan for recognition and pride. Shafique introduces a greater philosophical question… Continue reading Book Review: A philosopher’s recollection of Waheed Murad
(Here goes another one of my blogposts published in The Express Tribune Blogs) Doraemon (a Japanese manga anime dubbed in Hindi) is blamed for the corruption of our children’s own language as we continue to speak a mish-mash of Urdu, English and our respective regional languages. Doraemon has risen as the latest target of criticism. This is… Continue reading If Hindi is a threat to our national and regional languages, what about English?
In the past one month or so we have grieved over several deaths of known faces of Pakistan. Amjab Sabri, Abdul Sattar Edhi and now Qandeel Baloch. While Sabri and Edhi were the apple of everyone’s eyes, Baloch was not everyone’s favorite. In fact, I will be condemned for even mentioning her name in the… Continue reading It only took Qandeel Baloch her life to become a favourite!
Sharing my blog published on The Express Tribune Blogs on March 24, 2016. Cricket matches unite the country and bring out the maximum national fervour Pakistanis can ever muster, especially if it’s an India-Pakistan game. But this time what gave more fodder for the newsfeed than the defeat itself, was Shafqat Amanat Ali’s performance of the qaumi tarana.… Continue reading We don’t know the Qaumi Tarana Any Better Than Shafqat Amanat Ali!
Its been dead for quite some time, right? Pretty much. For a long time. Well, time to shake things up a little. In the midst of targets, goals, grades and classes, thoughts and ideas remain buried inside. Last year was one such year where nothing made sense but it was all going towards one big… Continue reading Renewal
I closed my eyes to recall what comes to my mind when I think of Karachi.....it hurt firstly, only to think. Secondly, a lot of graffiti and then kites. Yes, those particular red and green ones chalked around the city with phrases. I remembered the city’s name and death tolls flashing in news bulletins. It… Continue reading The first layer…
The moment I walked in that room I had entered an untapped area of my own self. A low false ceiling, cold grey plastered floor and piles of incomplete canvases welcomed me to a world of thoughts and creativity. Who knew what I would find inside me!I had taken up a Visual Arts course as… Continue reading Karachi bleeds in my thoughts, my thoughts bleed in my art
Here goes a blog post very close to my heart that appeared in ET Blogs this morning. We are moving towards a boom of expression and ideas but need to stop and realise in the way that the right, the freedom comes with responsibility. We need to recognise and fight plagiarim to validate our ideas… Continue reading Cheeekh-Speak Up: Plagiarism in the name of ‘freedom of expression’ published in The Expressed Tribune
"Why would you even ever read this?," my classmates often ask rhetorically, referring to Mustansar Hussain Tarar's first widely-acclaimed travelogue 'Nikley Teri Talaash Mein'. A couple of times the question has also been directed towards me, actually leaving me with no particular answer. I have always taken life and books as they come and never hesitate… Continue reading Travel miles with a book in your hand..