The Cognitive Backyard

The Cho Cho Train

my life felt like a cho cho train tucking down a gloomy journey with so many painful stations to stop over

The train was already late. I was standing at Platform No. 4 of the Lahore Railway station since 3:30 pm. The clock just struck seven, the train was supposed to be there three hours ago. I had been planning this little visit of Hyderabad, Sindh, for over a year. It was one of the cities in Pakistan I had never been to. The last several months of my life had been like a horrible nightmare. I had spent months imagining this visit as a necessary escapade for my ailing wife. But I had never thought it would be in these circumstances. I stood there at the platform holding only the hand of my little boy, my wife was already gone from this world.  Continue with reading

Compassion and Humanity

I wonder how so many people walk over this earth without any compassion or humanity in their hearts. How we believe that we are so strong, so powerful, and so clever to be able to do anything. How we treat our fellow beings so unfairly and unkindly, so rude and mean to them, and cheat and lie to them oblivious to our own frailty. Continue with reading

A Life of Adventure

All my life I had desperately managed to achieve what everyone would hardly call average grades, I always felt like a donkey with a pile of books on his back. But the evil spirit within me endured the years upon years of torture; I endured this educational brutality. Thanks to “gaaliyaan, jotay and thudday” of my parents, and sometimes by elder, finer, and brighter siblings too, for helping me endure this grinding process. Continue with reading

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