Who can say…

Today I offer you random, scattered thoughts to ponder on. Last week parents had a hectic time as families prepared for the start of another school year.  A passive observer sitting on the sidelines, it is difficult for me to fathom everyone’s fascination with this materialistic “back to school shopping” and the almost obsessive, yet …

Changing seasons

“It’s raining it’s pouring, the old man is snoring Went to bed and he bumped his head And couldn’t get up in the morning.” Trust me, some mornings I do want to behave like that old man Jose Feliciano sang about.  Waking up early in the morning when the overnight temperature has dropped below the …

Faraz …. uplifted

The Indian subcontinent has produced many poets, shāyars, authors, playwrights and performing artistes, all masters of their craft.  But, as is usually the case in societies colonized by external powers, it is the latter’s “culture” and other achievements that overshadow the accomplishments of the subdued peoples.  It is therefore not surprising that Pax Romana, Pax …

An elegy for peace

India and Pakistan have recently celebrated their respective independence anniversaries.  Self-declared pundits took it upon themselves, again, to re-examine the context and outcome of the Partition in 1947.  In Northern areas of either country nearly every family is able to relate personal tragedies from this period.  “It was”, as Dickens had written much earlier, “…the …