Archive for August, 2007
What Musharraf?
In the last few years, many young people have asked me what I think of Musharraf? Most of them suggest that I, a person who was once such a ‘rebel’ and someone who was always willing to play a passionate part and role in the many student-led movements against the Zia-ul-Haq dictatorship, has never, ever [...]
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News just in…
Click. (Dramatic Music). BREAKING NEWS!
According to highly informed sources, President Musharraf is planning to declare a state of emergency in the country. Yes, Saleema.
Thank you Saleem. We now have one of our highly informed sources on the line with us. Aslamualaikum Mr. Highly Informed Source.
Walaikumasalam, Saleema. Source Sahib, what else can you tell us [...]
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The abject misery of existentialist angst
“Why are we here? Or rather why were Junoon, Tariq Amin and Hamid Mir here? What possible reason could there be for the existence of these hairy-chest Pakistanis?
You don’t know?
Moron! God sent them. Yes, God. Makes you think twice, huh?
They were the abomination before Dengue Fever.
John, the late canteenwallah at [...]
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Backyard Bullies
For the past four years I have been traveling extensively across Europe. Being a Pakistani post-9/11, this eventually becomes a matter that goes beyond being just a tourist. The moment you utter words like “I’m from Pakistan,” you are at once given a second, more thorough glance. Usually this has nothing to do with racism [...]
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Fashion under fire
“Fashion industry.” Bhai, kaan pukh gaye hain, yeh term sun, sun kay. Or as Jugnu Mohsin would say, my ears have cooked listening to this, this. Really, what on earth is this “fashion industry” in Pakistan? There is this weekend edition of one particular English newspaper that has gone on and [...]
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