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There are things that are not very important in our lives... but then they do make a lot of difference, we should pay attention to them

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Sunday, October 19, 2014

Kheryaan De Naal

So, I am sitting here and listening to this song from Coke Studio 7, sung by Niazi Brothers, "Kheryan De Naal" and i am doing nothing else, because listening to this song is a work in itself. the review in "Dawn" said that the song creeps on you, but it doesn't, it grows inside you, until you feel nothing but the love of Heer for Ranjha; that you agree when she proclaims that "My beloved Ranjha is the most beautiful and it is I who is not so."

When you feel that there is nothing more important than her love and the pain she is suffering because she is being asked to go with someone else; and how she is pleading with everyone else that she doesn't want to go.

this song in seven short minutes grow so much into you that you become Heer yourself and feel the pain of separation, the joy of knowing Ranjha and the love she felt for him. Until you become the flute lamenting with Heer and until you are haunted by the unrequited love, until you are in a trance and you are seeking Ranjha too and when it ends, it becomes very hard to come out of the trance; it leaves you wanting more! It leaves you in a world beyond the world of your own!




Niazi Brothers, Kheryaan De Naal, Coke Studio Pakistan, Season 7, Episode 5 from Coke Studio on Vimeo.

Sugandh

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Eid ul Azha 2014

Well, Eid Mubarak, one of my friends says that i wish eid as if i am doing "Ahsan" but no, i feel awkward wishing eids, birthdays and generally awkward wishing anything at all.

well this post is going to be dedicated to one of the most essential part of the eid "Sheer Khurma"

More than new clothes, eidi [monetary gift], lights, fun, music and food, i love sheer khurma. we get to eat sheer khurma on other days too, but eid's sheer khurma has to be the best.

so sheer is milk in persian and khurma are died dates (choharay) and they are cooked with vermicelli, we boil the milk until it is reduced in half with sugar and cardamom, and the choharay are boiled until soft, and then they are boiled together and the vermicelli are put in, and it is garnished with 'badaam pista' [that would be almonds and pistachio], the whole thing is boiled until the milk get that slight pinkish yellow hue and lose its whiteness. Heaven.

it is one thing i look forward to now during eid. just imagine that you could not taste this delicacy on eid, would it be an eid for you? due to some evil turn of the evils, you can't return home and know nothing about cooking, and you are stranded alone on your own with every possible comfort but sheer khurma on eid, will it be eid?

i guess not, so i am going to enjoy my last bowl of leftover sheer khurma from first day of eid, while you can think about the world without sheer khurma.


Adios
and eid mubarak :)

Sugandh

Friday, September 26, 2014

Yes, I am a Mouse!

Yes, I am a,mouse! Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

It is not what the mouse said, rather the way mouse said it that I find highly amusing. I smirk at people's ability to state the obvious or reiterate the established fact more than it is necessary to. Or assume things about you, or just simply tell you what you already know about yourself.

In my case it is my name ~ sugandh ~ beautiful or not, it was highly unusual in my part of the world, when I was young people would gape at me, trust me I did nothing to have this name. When I grew up, they would tell me that how unusual my name was. How utterly impossible to pronounce and spell [inwardly rolling eyes] after listening to it for a I-forgot-count-times I told one of my colleagues that (somewhat haughtly) that there is nothing difficult about my name, I have been using it since I was a child. [This still amuses me]

So yeah. I have an uncommon, different name and no I am not a non Muslim either.

When we move ahead, it is my habits - cross stitching, knitting, reading - there is nothing wrong with these [they are not my hobbies, they make an essential part of my day, like brushing teeth, so habits]

So yeah, I knit and I am not old. BTW people just imagine that older women get the skill by revelation or osmosis, it need to be learnt.

And then I hear the golden statement : you only read books, what do you know about reality? Trust me, I know more than u can imagine I know!

Well, always remember that a well read woman is a dangerous creature. And the quietest of the readers can have the loudest imagination.

And even after reading all this, you tell me anything similar, all I can say - all that the mouse said:

You people have no imagination!

Have a good day!

Sugandh

Monday, September 8, 2014

Taste of Silence

My generation in general and I in particular, take pride in saying most of the times whatever we feel like saying to anyone and holding nothing back! but the other day while discovering tracks on my hard drive i came across a ghazal sand by Mehdi Hassan. it started with "Jo chahatay ho, so kehtay ho, chup rehnay ki lazat tum kia jano?" roughly translated to English it will mean that you say whatever you want, You don't know the taste of being silent.

the problem that i face here is translating the word 'lazat', it is not merely taste, it includes ecstasy of knowing something, it includes the taste obviously, the things you feel when you taste, touch, see, listen or smell something and that sends you to the world where nothing parallels it. the way they say that it opens new avenues for you. new feelings, new sensations. the word 'lazat' has various meaning and connotations in Urdu. it is a very rich word that can not be explained away with a single word or phrase.

so when i heard this ghazal - may be after a thousand years - i felt ashamed, tongue tied, dumbfounded by the fact that i actually don't know what it feels like to keep silent. because i have never taken silence as peace so i need noise in background, but why do that noise has to be mine? it should be possible that one listens to something and not respond to it, feel something and not say it. being vocal is not the solution of every problem. i have still not figured out the effect of this single line on me or my way of understanding world and the ability to say whatever i feel like saying. i am trying but for time being i am going to try and keep quiet and for once not say what i feel like saying and see where it takes me.

 Sugandh

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Defense Day!

So a turn of event took me to lahore and i spent this wonderful day visiting lahore in Daewoo City Bus Service. except for a very loud, and unpleasant man sitting in front of me, everything was perfect. The last stop of the bus was Wahgah Border and in my life i have never felt as patriotic as i felt there!






These people were really beautiful, they really leave their lives for us. i know it was just a parade and it might be done for funds or show or any other reason, but the other side of this is the soldiers that actually fight for us to keep us protected and safe

but they actually do more than that!

During my visit to Naran, we went to Lake Lulusar, the entire highway was built by army, one might say they have vested interest in that highway but still it was such a hard work.

So Yeah, our armed forces do a lot for us and we should at least appreciate them. [will discuss their short comings some other time]

Sugandh

Learn to Knit Fair Isle

But i already knew how to do it, but i have never tried a complete project so i made myself a mobile phone cover! it is rudimentary and can be better!



Sugandh

Stitch 12 Cross Stitch Pictures

it is just one goal, but it takes time to achieve it. it should have been 12 goals!!!

Color Chaos

this one has no title

Still Raining? Padidngton Bear

For you! Paddington Bear

Winter Dreams

Indifference

Turbulence 

Chaos

this one is made with many smaller motifs i found online - i named it Lovely Chaos!


I don't know what to call it!

Sugandh