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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: A Love Song For No One
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Feb 5, 2013. A Love Song For No One. It can be anything; a passage from a book you're reading, the sudden whiff of a familiar perfume, driving down a once forgotten road. And sometimes, a song. Bree Do listen t...
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mehrzahra | The Z(ee) Files
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Rantings of an ordinary Pakistani. An ordinary Pakistani with love for cricket, mountains, desi bands, procrastination, and heated drawing room discussion on everything that's gone wrong with Pakistan! Wanted to start a blog for a long time but only a lost India-Pak cricket match could jerk her into action! Has just re-discovered her disgust for local ads especially ones with singing and dancing lollywood actresses, and when they're shown during tense cricket matches! From Isloo to Suli. May 24, 2014.
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The end or the beginning? | The Z(ee) Files
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Rantings of an ordinary Pakistani. The March in January….blanks and question marks. Clamping down on our own freedom →. The end or the beginning? January 18, 2013. Active women participants keeping the energy alive on the last night of their peaceful protest. Complete “change” in five days? A lot of people actually seem disappointed that everything ended well and that the opposing parties actually agreed on something! I think they would have found fault with that too. That alone was so impressive! This s...
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Clamping down on our own freedom | The Z(ee) Files
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Rantings of an ordinary Pakistani. The end or the beginning? From Isloo to Suli →. Clamping down on our own freedom. May 21, 2014. If only this was done for just being a lousy channel with no standards and creating the likes of Aamir Liaquat and pathetic shadi morning shows. But, closing down a media channel? That’s not a real solution, is it? If a channel has crossed some limits of propriety, deal with it according to a proper legal framework. Which is why it is. Important to have a proper framework for...
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From Isloo to Suli | The Z(ee) Files
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Rantings of an ordinary Pakistani. Clamping down on our own freedom. From Isloo to Suli. May 24, 2014. Living in Kurdistan – part 1. The sun sets on Slemani. When I first landed in Sulaymaniyah/Slemani/Suli. I was really pleasantly surprised, especially since I had only a little idea about this city in the Kurdistan region of Iraq. The first thing I noticed was the terrain from my plane window. It was breathtaking! Very different from regular airports! The sound one hears most frequently is the loud, tra...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: July 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jul 18, 2012. From The Wisdom Well of. Links to this post. Jul 3, 2012. But You Don't Really Care For Music, Do You? She stirs next to him, half covered by the thin blanket, in her pink snoopy shirt and black s...
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: December 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Dec 7, 2012. Umamah, get back to class this instant. This is a bathroom, not a club.". For a few seconds there was complete silence. And then. How does she know everything. Told you. She's a witch.". Dec 6, 2012.
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead: June 2012
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Dream Of Butterflies Instead. Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi. Jun 29, 2012. We have one thing to be grateful for. At least it is our daughter and not one of our sons who might be ill.". And that's the way the cookie crumbles. From The Wisdom Well of. Links to this post.
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A Homebody Like Me: February 2012
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A Homebody Like Me. Wednesday, February 29, 2012. Homebody and the Face of Pakistan. I was ecstatic when Sharmeen Obaid Chinoy won the Oscar. Then I became slightly depressed that she won an Oscar at 33 when at 29, my biggest achievement has been to eat 10 Kit-Kats in a row, really, really fast. But I’m the only one comparing, so whatever. So it happened that my philosophy course ended and I went my way. A year later, as I walked down the Arts Lobby, I was stopped by a man calling me: ‘Madam! But if it w...
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