your shadow in the door your echoes down the hall the sun that hit us both now split through two windows our hands are tied we bleed from a self-inflicted blow two arrows standing straight to stiff to bend the bow
Historiography on the interpretation and intent of Muhammad Iqbal's dream for a Muslim nation. Introduction The separation between India and Pakistan came at a critical time in modern history. The world had just survived its second world war, countries were born out of territorial lines, and nationalism was still waving its flag in each newborn… Continue reading The Nature of a Nation: Iqbal’s Dream and the Muslim Homeland
the ocean welcomes me back each time i return with a new face, i spent so much time waving hello while i was drowning beneath its waves the child with a dream of a castle the teen who felt like an impostor the youth who sought the sunrise the woman who now looks forward, deeper… Continue reading home is where the shore is
i forgot how much i missed sitting with you in the dark i arrived late to our meeting and yet You saved me a spot i did not want to leave i think, why did it take me this long it is you behind every face, it is you in every song love, lovers, i… Continue reading love / Love
tonight i closed the book before the ink had dried. i took a laser beam and a needle and tried to focus on how far they penetrated into my heart. i took a scalpel and carved out the honeycombs of the homes of the little lives who claimed residence. i cleared out the rooms, dusted… Continue reading for sale, by owner
There is nothing like those for whom it is none of their business, for spying on other people's actions. Why is it that gentleman only ever comes at dusk? Why does Monsieur So-and-so never hang his key on the hook on Thursdays? Why does he always go down the back streets? Why does madame always… Continue reading a sorry state of affairs.
the world is a magnet, a field in every direction every perfect attraction you believe is your answer so you keep walking in a zig zag pattern, letting your feet drag in the dirt this way, or that, so many answers on which you depend, you never chose to walk straight on your own it… Continue reading forward