I have always believed I had a purpose. Ever since I was a little child I used to ask myself often “Why did God create me?”, “What if I didn’t want to be born?”, “What if I wanted a different family?” I have been so far unable to find the answer. I have hardly ever been convinced by what philosophers or clergy has to say about it. After years of search for an answer, I have managed to shut myself up on the concept that human life exists on a delicate balance between predestination and free will. Continue reading “The Conquest of Paradise”
This is the second and final part of the interview – Sugar in a Plum. If you haven’t read the first part already, I suggest you to please read Sugar in a Plum – Part I before reading this part.
“And finally, you got married?” I asked again.
“Yes, finally, in 2014 a family came to visit us,” she replied, “An old couple who told us their son lived in America, and they will come again when their son visits. It wasn’t a big deal, a lot of families said they would visit or call again, but they never did. But this family, they visited again, and this time, their son came with them”. Continue reading “Sugar in a Plum – Part II”
The interview – Sugar in a Plum – will be published in two parts. This is the first of the two episodes.
I was looking at this woman for about last half an hour sitting in a corner of the café. It was early in the afternoon on a fine spring Saturday. Gloria Jeans’ outlet in the lush green vicinity of Model Town, Lahore, is my favorite coffee bar. The outlet has a small sitting area in the balcony for smokers, my usual place to sit and enjoy a cup of coffee. Continue reading “Sugar in a Plum – Part I”
I always told her she was actually in love with a ghost. She used to laugh crazily, and told me “yes, you are no less than a ghost”.
I told her, “look, it’s true that I care a lot about you, but so many years have passed, we have both changed and so has life, you should now forget that once we almost got romantic.”
But she never listened, she was a very stubborn woman. Continue reading “In Love with a Ghost”
I need to make certain confessions before I wear my “intellectual” robes and start making proclamations about human psychology, of which I know absolutely nothing, and about our inept attitudes towards relationships, yet I know you are still going to read me. Continue reading “Confessions and Relationships”