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No its not writer's block Its something else Just wondering why am I not writing much these days!

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Growing pains

When we grow old our pains grow bigger too.

And at times expressing them as violently as they are being felt, can deepens the pain.

When every factor is an aggravating factor and there is no hope of consolation

It's better to be brave and face them single handedly.

Only sometimes, we can not.

Monday, February 20, 2017


The clock ticks
time moves on
the day runs
evening pass on
The work progresses
people go on
All the characters
display their acts
descend from stage
dissolve in space
And yet I am still
watching them
unmoved, unfeeling
enveloped by stillness

Friday, February 17, 2017

"Coming Back To Life" Pink Floyd

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me

While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight ...into the shining sun

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Takiyah Tarar Khi Feb 2017

Anticipation can take you to heights and lows. That I knew already and yet still it is an altogether different feelings each time. In early January with the beginning of 2017 I received a text from M.Atif Farid that I should be ready to organise yet another event in early February during Karachi
Literature Festival dates. Since it was strongly expected that Sir Tarar would be in town during those dates. As usual I was on a tight schedule. 18th January was the date for an important conference presentation and I had no time to work on this task. The day this conference was over , Atif bhai reminded me to lead the event which was in pipeline since December. From 19th January to 12th Feb was a short duration to arrange everything. But there was no chance of denying and running away. A person like myself who always is happy in functioning from behind the scenes, was supposed to be quite uncomfortable coming to the front and lead. In all previous events I kept a low profile. But since 2013 when we had our first Karachi meet up, it took him 4 years to bring me to front lines. And only he can do that trust me.
With help of Apa Tahmina Sabir and of course Atif Farid we gathered up initially those who wanted to help us organise the event. New and old friends together. Then this mutual decision was finalised to invite guests instead of regular attendance system since those selected in November couldn't have a chance to meet sir Tarar in person. We began to invite them in.  Faryal Usman Khan, Hajra Rehan, affifa , samina Tariq, sobia Abbas could not make it. Lubna Tahir helped me a lot with her practical suggestions. I was constantly in touch with Sir Tarar, discussing KLF program, his sessions and the event date. Finally his flight schedule arrived and we were sure of his presence in Karachi.
On fb we had our secret group ready with enthusiastic fans of sir deciding venue, menu and what not. Finally after selecting and rejecting multiple clubs and restaurants, we managed to visit Hamdard university city campus as our event venue, where dear qanita imtiaz was an amployee and Mr. Anas Naseem Siddiqui , the deputy director promised to help us with all arrangements. The decision was made and arrangements were finally all decided.
For souvenirs dr Muhammad Waqas was a great help to me. We wanted to present something memorable to our guests. Apa Tahmina sabir secretively decided to order a cake for sir Tarar pre bday celebration. Sea food was on top of the menu list since it was our cheif guests favourite dish. Yet we managed to arrange biryani, Haleem, chicken karhai, chicken makhani, two sort of fish and rabri.

We wanted to use this platform for an awareness campaign regarding environmental pollution in northern Pakistan, which was the finalised theme of this event as suggested by Tahmina Sabir. Majid Hussain was assigned a pictorial presentation in this regard. Muzamila. And Shah jee were supposed to share their experience of north verbally. Rest of the guests were to read excerpts from sir Tarar books. I planned to make a small presentation on Karachi events in past and the takiyahs that have been conducted so far.
 Although I spent a whole day with MHT just before the event, attending sessions with him at KLF and seeing him surrounded by his fans from all over the city. He looked much fresh than the previous year MashaAllah. Everything was fine and Yet it was the anticipation which was bothering me. Sunday early morning, kamran Salem from Sialkot who was staying with sir , texted about sir being unwell. This was enough to build up my stress level. Being doctor is not easy and specially if it's anything about our dear ones. When Sir Tarar is in my city I feel my responsibility of taking care for him increases many folds. I expected that the event would be cancelled but he only asked for a delay of one hour. He is gracious and kind and specially to Readers world fellows.

So the show went as planned even much better because of sir Tarar presence. we learned a lot in his company. I humbly requested sobia and Usman to help sir buy the medicine I prescribed for sir on their way back to hotel. The last thing he said to me while we were seeing him off was,  I feel much better Nazish after this event. And this was the success. The end of anticipation in a rapturous achievement.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Natural Existence

I feel 
left behind
missed out
when it comes to 
keep up the pace
with this world
The world which is
and fake.
And in the made-up world
I want to exist my
natural existence.

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Some dates

Some dates are not extraordinary
Only that writing down them
Makes the pen shiver a bit
Enough to knock at the memory gates