pixel images

pixel images a dot captures the universe jaisay oonkay rukhsaar ka til

u'faq per wohi sitaray

u'faq per wohi sitaray dharti per wohi fa'qa qehat aur qehat ur rejal na koi ummeed na a'faqa

is there a grey area?

is there a grey area? between halaal and haraam black label and black hearts those who invoke nay fabricate religious myths lord acton's disciples macaulay's children is there a grey area?

koi naee baat sunao yaara

koi naee baat sunao yaara wohi purani baataiN so'on ker dil huwa jata hay bay-zaar golay barsana mazloomOn per zyadti kerna bachchouN kay saath aur zul'm dhana deen ki aaR maiN koi naee baat sunao yaara

ittila e aam

ittila e aam eemaan humara yaheen kaheen go'om ho gaya hay ger aap ko milay to ooski hifazat karaiN jazaak allah

public notice

public notice have lost faith in humanity somewhere between karachi and mardan or perhaps between hill park and etobicoke
if found please preserve it

woh agnostic

hum tum naam leva ik un-daikhi zat kay aur woh agnostic lay gaee baazi

respect

respect is awol if only

tunnel vision

tunnel vision one country beats the other so what the orphans the poor the disenfranchised face the same trauma day in and out nothing changes statistics matters not think

conundrum

conundrum city by the sea and short of water country borne of faith drowned in faithlessness

half baked principles

half baked principles ensconced on pugree's crest half baked principles cascading rhythmically down ragged garment huddling around swollen feet susurrating, withering drained and dying

kernay walay buhat haiN

kernay walay buhat haiN jo zeest nay dee muhlat chalo kyuN kuch bhee na ker jaiN hum

bliss - pure impure

bliss - pure impure defying death the two lovers united in fervent embrace invited death

indus has seen it all

indus has seen it all untiring it flows from lake manasarovar to the delta in sindh nothing escapes the flow when interviewed by a talking head she complained of arthritis in the lower extremes

egos

egos talk like they own the world know not they are filled with dust and ashes

temporal @temporal3

once upon a time

yeh shaam

yeh shaam gawahi daiti hay sub'h e nau ki woh sub'h jo shayad aisi ghamnaak na ho #NewZealandTerroristAttack

temporal @temporal3

#sunset

mukammal

mukammal woh hay jo wahid hay aur mukammul tumhari humari

i'kaee hay

Rekhta  @Rekhta

#WordOfTheDay mukammal : complete

spring 2019

spring 2019 the life of a dog in the diaspora is way better than a migrant's in native or adopted land

mayank austen soofi @thedelhiwalla

Face to Face, Dream to Dream

the other indus saga: entitlement woes

the other indus saga: entitlement woes same clime same pursuit of distant gods faux pride in gods pursued
discrimination against women underprivileged entitlement woes mixed with angst that is us...

the other indus saga

the other indus saga aap aur hum khuda aur bhagwan musjid aur mandir justujoo aik aur manzil bhee aik
aur mushtarak hay aurtoN ki haq talfi bugh'z aur nafrat apnay ghairON say
aap aur hum...

she said...

she said if it ain't broke fix it not works for me if i fix gadgets but in relationships find it better to do the walking then waiting for the inevitable saves remorse and agony

Sheila Benson @sheilabenson

Day one. Lesson one ... If it ain't broke, don't fix it !

cascading no no nos

cascading no no nos from three ladies on a solo sitar deafening and falling on deaf ears

purani daastaan na'aye zakh'm #AuratMarch2019

temporal @temporal3

~riaz rafi

4:20pm · 10 Mar 2019 · TweetDeck

persephone

the azure sky sapphire water cavorting with snow restless mudslide bare shrub await persephone for a & m

celebrating days

celebrating days is gross 'coz at the end of the day the day is gone i know, i know it is symbolic but why not celebrate it every day, every week, every year in honour of ....... oh, well...

in the end

in the end hell would not freeze 'ver thanks to our shenanigans it'll expand to dwarf black hole

Musharraf Ali Farooqi  @microMAF

Fantastic news! The world will never run out of assholes.

na aao, na lao

na aao, na lao tum aao ya na aao e'hd nibhaho
ya na nibhaho dekh laingay hum
bharosay ko darmian e guftugoo behtar hay na lao

Stormy night on top of the hill ...

Stormy night on top of the hill ... occasions aplenty remind me of the onion eater
that little girl, deaf and dumb selling flowers at the intersection
window shoppers, gleaming eyes overflowing wishes, empty pockets

chance encounters with men in rags

their touching conversations

life spent ensconced on hill recalling and recoiling with the past oh

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loss

loss of things taken for granted hurts us most catches unawares and worse we learn not

watch that finger

watch that finger one misread one misadventure one misstep and we'll glow in the winter of our discontent weather.com/en-IN/india/ne… #kashmirforkashmiris

ish'q kay aagay

is ish'q kay aagay shauq hay maut kay aagay jeena hay

a tale of two body bags

a tale of two body bags even after rigor mortis sets in the inert bodies remain muslim & hindu buried or cremated dead they'll remain mourned by families & friends adored by bigoted news-herds dead they'll remain
#kashmirforkashmiris