I’m back in Karachi and commuting everyday to and from work. First things first, traffic is unbearable. My father comes to pick me 15 minutes before 5pm, because if he doesn’t—we will spend the next hour amidst honking cars and their even louder drivers. And we have. We do.
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Ghazal: OctoberListen now (1 min) | Remember you asked, “it’s Fall! How is the world blossoming?” early October? This meadow of mine, carefully tended—crushed again…
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intezarListen now (1 min) | میں نے پھر سوا نیزے کا سورج اپنی کمر پر اوڑھ لیا. حدّت سے تھوڑی دیر تو اپنے آپ کو بھول گئی، لیکن شام آتے ہی احساس ہوا تم پھر نہیں…
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