Baddus

I consider myself to be a first class racist.  Why you would ask?? Well its quite simple i hate baddus…every last straw sucking…camel riding..macbook playing one in the desert or lounging in their so called cities of materialism built on the back breaking toils and blood of the third worlds labor. I think they are…

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My favourite politician

I now present to you the reason why i consider Mr Lalu Prasad Yadav to be my favorite politician. Not only is he spontaneous and does not bumble unlike some of our very own side parted hero’s but he knows how to deal with any situation. He is the D in drama and the C…

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The grey lady of bagram

Five years ago in March 2003 a travesty happened right here in Karachi. A mother of three young children whilst on her way to the airport was picked up by Pakistani Intelligence agencies and vanished into the black hole that are US detention centers worldwide. That woman is known as Afia Siddiqui. At the time…

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He came he saw he captained?

One would think Kevin Pietersons lot in life is stuff that fairy tales are woven out off. First he gave up on his career in South Africa where he was born due to the quota system there and moved with his bags to Nottinghampshire where he began his trek into The English National side. Then…

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Making dubya look good

I think it is perhaps Pakistan’s singular honor that we have increduosly managed to even make Dubya look like a harvard professor in comparison with our own umm…bumbler. Consider the following from the amazing DC tour by our PM Mr Gillani [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMMvY3XRCWw&feature=related] This from the ranks of a party which has always been known for…

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Jagged blurry lines

A story foretold has come unwrit, Many a woven tale has come undone, Shattered bangles scar wrists in star shaped crimson bloom, Reminiscent of the night, when two hearts become one… Unravelled seams leave heartache abound, Sob rise, and choke – there is no sound. Hot molten tears prickle behind eyes burning bright, The reel…

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Hoping against hope

By Z.S In life, there aren’t any guarantees. One lives on hope ,hoping against hope at times. Surprises are all the more sweet especially when, if you were hoping against hope that something would happen, and suddenly, it does… Its sort of a war going on between the heart and the mind. You think -she’ll…

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An English cricketing experience

We arrive early and make our way through the bag searches and scanners that are now part of every international cricket match. We have no contraband, and anyway, my press pass might just get us out of trouble if we did. But I’m not working today – I’m here simply to enjoy the game. First…

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How much is too much?

I think today is the day for weird and comedic news, first i came across the vulture shindig being organized by the Nepalese government and then this latest barn burner. Apparently a member of the religious police in Saudi Arabia has now been accused of having six wives at the same time. Please note however…

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