I’m no longer dreading the Setting Sun… I’m no longer waiting for the Chosen One… Another day, another sunrise… But I’m not waiting for the Sun… I’m not waiting for a sweet Surprise… I’m looking towards life from a different View… I’m looking through a telescope that sees what’s closest There will be no plans [...]
Fire in his eyes. Dare in his heart. He deserves it. Yes or not? Played for winning. Again and again. The list of selectors. Forgot his name. Maverick captain. Maverick win. The one who did. Was it, his SIN? Great form, Great comeback, Why did you, Send him back? India , A country of trust. [...]
“Violence against women is a violation of human rights that cannot be justified by any political, religious, or cultural claim.” ( Amnesty International ) Are women’s human rights given the importance they deserve? Discrimination against, and exploitation of, women is rife in many societies of the world be they developed, developing or under-developed. Unfortunately, violence [...]
When mellow streaks of a falling sun, Brush past the pages of my life. To an unknown song that plays in the wind, Do they jive? When the nonchalant autumn breeze, Meanders through the palm greaves, Pleasant thoughts of a life gone by Come with the falling of yellowing leaves. When skylarks upwards in blithe [...]
A light, satirical view of the fairer approach to driving. “My missus wants to drive here in Pakistan! Barmy, my missus… mad as a bag of snakes!” confided my British friend one fine day, shaking his head. I smiled to myself, and wondered secretly whether he was more concerned about his wife or other road [...]
Written by Amir Saleem ————————————————————————————————————————————- On a chilly morning of January 24, 1848, James Marshall woke up with no stomach for work. He was hired by John Sutter to build a sawmill on one of his lands in Coloma, California. Half hearted, he went out to the site and started his day. While digging a [...]
Mothers! Mothers of the nations that burn. Burn with the insecurity of our kings, who sit back and see the mothers of nations beg for the lives of their sons. The sons they bore with equal pain as Queens did. As queens bore their princes. These mothers waited for their sons to return home, now they [...]