May 31 2007
After a very long period of time, I finally got over my writer’s block and wrote a Nazm. Perhaps it was a result of an Urdu Poetic evening with Capt. Lal. Nazm ka unwaan hai “Wo bhi kuch aur zamana tha”. Enjoy!
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(0)[...] in some distress. This one is written from an observer’s viewpoint as compared to my previous Nazm which was more or less autobiographical as always. I hope that SK gets some strength from the [...]
(0)Dislike(0)The last puff of the day-wind brought from the unseen villages the scent of damp wood smoke, hot cakes, dripping undergrowth, and rotting pine-cones. That smell is the true smell of the Himalayas, and if it once gets into the blood of a man he will, at the last, forgetting everything else, return to the Hills to die. - Rudyard Kipling
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Very beautifully written. Keep it up.
Zafar saab, bahut khoob ..
past emotions expressed soulfully.
DIL HILA DIYA APP NE " ZAFAR SAHIB " .....MAIN TO ETNA HI KEH SAKTA HU K..''' WAQT SAARI ZINDAGI MAIN DO HI GUZRE HAIN KATHIN
Shukriya.