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Wires and Lights
History probably wouldn't repeat itself if we actually started taking it seriously and learned from it like we're supposed to. Coz much too often, you come across a speech, a poem, an incident from the past that seems to

Your Thought and Mine
Your thought is a tree rooted deep in the soil of tradition and whose branches grow in the power of continuity. My thought is a cloud moving in the space. It turns into drops which, as they fall, form a brook that sings its way into the sea. Then it rises as vapour into the sky. Your thought is a fortress that neither gale nor the lightning can shake. My thought is a tender leaf that sways in every direction and finds pleasure in its swaying. Your thought is an ancient dogma that cannot change you nor can you change it. My thought is new, and it tests me and I test it morn and eve. You have your thought and I have mine. Your thought allows y

My Five Rupees
Its not ending any time soon, is it?A few months ago, I stopped following local news. Having the TV plugged out has helped. I don't follow political blogs either, except Five Rupees, which I started reading regularly after I read an interview with Cyril Almeida, a columnist and editorial writer at Dawn. For the first time in ages, someone actually spoke objectively, which is hard to find even on the Pakistani Blogosphere now. Coming back... without the TV during the last few days, I was obviously shocked when I read about 4 attacks in a week by the terrorists along with some talk of an operation in Wazi