Subscribe by Email

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Power of silence


Being a quiet person, I believe you can say anything without words. It may sound crazy, but I find the best way to live life, with fewer words. I wish people practice silence more than speech. In this cacophonic world one needs to understand that you did not need to shout to be heard, you can talk without speaking and people can hear you without listening. Have you ever wondered not that why the wise people speak with such a low voice, which could be categorized as a whisper. It’s because an authority lay more in knowledge of the subject rather than in the volume. 

In today’s world many problems merely created by words, the words that shouldn't have been spoken, the words which brought us pain, fades away with times though but leaves the scars behind. The world needs to be changed and the sound of silence can help the cause. It takes a lot to practice love and peace, we all talk about it but didn’t start practicing. Little things do a lot and affect people. When you walking into store or exiting ATM box and you see someone about to go through the door, hold it open, you might not realize it but you make that person’s day. Smile at someone you don’t know, you never know what that person going through but it’ll make him feel better. But when people do wrong to you, let it pass and walk away, trust me it’s harder to walk away than to punch the person in the face. Realize that you’ve the power to be a nice person, because if you try to seek revenge, you’re just as bad as the person who started it. 

I believe that negativity that hate, only makes for a worse future for the entire world, positive people overcome more obstacles and get further in life.

Leroy Brownlow said “There are times when silence has the loudest voice”, yeah I got the language of silence that can be heard.

The Little Black Boy


I’ve a love for words, ever since I started to learn reading, quite late actually to the irritation of my parents. With the affection of words, my love affair with poetry was inevitable. Last night I was reading through my poetry collection, though it was a random reading but then I came across to great English poet William Blake's (1757 –1827), poem “The Little Black Boy”, with deep words, this is the touchiest poem I’ve ever read. This poem is so unique and has such a strong symbolic message without any religious entanglements. It reminds us that human being lost their path. It was written in the time when discrimination on the basis of colour, divided the world, it might not be the case today but racism is very much exist, however it changes its forms.

It’s true that racism is become obvious when people take their beliefs public. It becomes visible when prejudice becomes behaviour. So, to get rid of racism we have to work on the prejudice, the theories and ideas that are the true cause of racial problems in a society. William black tried to teach us in simple words that how we can get rid of this menace from society......... 

My mother bore me in the southern wild, 
And I am black, but O, my soul is white! 
White as an angel is the English child, 
But I am black, as if bereaved of light. 

My mother taught me underneath a tree, 
And, sitting down before the heat of day, 
She took me on her lap and kissed me, 
And, pointing to the East, began to say: 

'Look at the rising sun: there God does live, 
And gives His light, and gives His heat away, 
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive 
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday. 

'And we are put on earth a little space, 
That we may learn to bear the beams of love; 
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face 
Are but a cloud, and like a shady grove. 

'For when our souls have learned the heat to bear, 
The cloud will vanish; we shall hear His voice, 
Saying, "Come out from the grove, my love and care, 
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice."' 

Thus did my mother say, and kissed me, 
And thus I say to little English boy. 
When I from black and he from white cloud free, 
And round the tent of God like lambs we joy, 

I'll shade him from the heat till he can bear 
To lean in joy upon our Father's knee; 
And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair, 
And be like him, and he will then love me.

Monuments of Makli


One of the largest and also oldest necropolises in the world “Makli” has everything to attract people of all ages. Year’s ago, in my school days I 'd come here all the way from Khyber Pakhtoonkhwa (obviously now, but back then it was called NWFP), as those memories faded away with time, my curiosity about this place was enough to make me take this journey again. Since I’ve been living in Karachi, this time the journey was a bit easier than the previous one. 

Malki hills are located in the suburbs of Thatta, in Sindh province. Few centuries ago it was a cemetery though no more in use for that purpose, but the attractive and interesting fact is that it’s a burial place of more than 125,000 people, most of them believed to be Saints. 

about its inception, history tells us that the cemetery grew around the shrine of 14th century saint Hamd Jamli. Even it’s just a burial place; virtually tangible buried history makes you really think about the beautiful past. The stunning architectural structures takes you back in the years, history can be seen and experienced in these beautiful tombs.

As we reached the Makli in the dying evening, the sight was truly amazing. The Sun seemed tired after day long journey and the shadows of tombs made a real spectacle. 

Here the Imperial mausoleums are divided into two major groups, those from the Samma (1352–1520) and Tarkhan (1556–1592) periods. The tomb of the Samma king, Jam Nizamuddin II (reigned 1461–1509), is an impressive square structure built of sandstone and decorated with floral and geometric medallions. Similar to this is the mausoleum of Isa Khan Tarkhan II (d. 1651), a two-story stone building with majestic cupolas and balconies. In contrast to the syncretic architecture of these two monuments, which integrate Hindu and Islamic motifs, are mausoleums that clearly show the Central Asian roots of the later dynasty. An example is the tomb of Jan Beg Tarkhan (d. 1600), a typical octagonal brick structure whose dome is covered in blue and turquoise glazed tiles. Today, Makli Hill is a United Nations World Heritage Site that is visited by both pilgrims and tourists.

Though the polluted environment has extremely corrosive effect on these relics, the remains of the city and its necropolis provide a unique view of civilization in Sind.

I thoroughly enjoyed my trip and with lots of photography, had a fantastic time here