William Dalrymple August 18, 2007
#213 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 9:46:12 pm
#212 Bridge
I understand that you like the vamp! There is no accounting for love and taste...
...of blood, of course!
Slurp away, to your heart's desire! Pakistan has an unblemished six decade record!
Or, as they often state in Harlequin novels....
"Don't stop now!"
I understand that you like the vamp! There is no accounting for love and taste...
...of blood, of course!
Slurp away, to your heart's desire! Pakistan has an unblemished six decade record!
Or, as they often state in Harlequin novels....
"Don't stop now!"
#212 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 9:40:31 pm
#209 Bridge
[Jinnah left a wealth of inspiring and beautiful ideas to the world.]
Most aptly embodied through the bodies so well-spread-out on the Direct Action Day, of course!
#211 Posted by cliftonbridge on August 19, 2007 9:40:05 pm
lol...miss universe pagent ? why ? is the entry criteria disagreeing with beej's overly emotional hatred for a wonderful leader? ...what do you have to do to win i wonder?
#210 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 9:32:28 pm
#209 Bridge
Yeah, yeah - when everything else fails, try a bit o' guilt!
Which part of the observations in #207 do you disagree with?! And where was your absolute horror when mian Manto was going on and on with his rantings?!
Or is the problem with the lack of sugar-coating?! Or is the reality simply too depressing?!!
And what ever gave you the idea that you are a participant in the Miss Universe beauty pageant?!
A mirror is not such a bad thing, after all!
Yeah, yeah - when everything else fails, try a bit o' guilt!
Which part of the observations in #207 do you disagree with?! And where was your absolute horror when mian Manto was going on and on with his rantings?!
Or is the problem with the lack of sugar-coating?! Or is the reality simply too depressing?!!
And what ever gave you the idea that you are a participant in the Miss Universe beauty pageant?!
A mirror is not such a bad thing, after all!
#209 Posted by cliftonbridge on August 19, 2007 9:24:20 pm
beej
ik din bik jai ga mitti ke mol
jag main reh jain ge pyaaray teray bol
Jinnah left a wealth of inspiring and beautiful ideas to the world. And this what you want to leave behind? repent o sinner!
ik din bik jai ga mitti ke mol
jag main reh jain ge pyaaray teray bol
Jinnah left a wealth of inspiring and beautiful ideas to the world. And this what you want to leave behind? repent o sinner!
#208 Posted by majumdar on August 19, 2007 9:23:56 pm
YLH/Masadi sahib/Assorted others,
Just to clear a few misconceptions. India and Pak dont owe their independence to MKG or MAJ (pbuh). They owe it to the great sacrifices made by the original Aryan, Casteist, Racist Freak (sorry if I missed a few adjectives)- Herr Hitler.
Masadi sahib,
The failure of democracy in Pakistan has nothing to do with MAJ. It was to do with the political backwardness of Muslims, particularly those of the NW Provinces. Whatever limited political tradition had taken roots was among the Mulsims of Bengal and the minority provinces like UP, Bihar and Bombay. Similarly, whatever success that democracy has had in India was becuase of the relatively higher level of political development among Hindus.
I am surprised that u consider a thoroughgoing scoundrel like ZAB a democrat. This was the guy who was morally responsible for the carnage in B'desh in 1970-71 with statements like Idhar Hum Udhar Tum, for genocide in NWFP and B'stan in 1970s, for declaring Ahmedis non-Muslims in 1973, for torturing and threatening political opponents thru his misrule in the 70s and finally rigging elections in 1977 which caused his downful. And of course I am not even going into his disastrous economic policies which undid Ayub's decade of development.
Regards
Just to clear a few misconceptions. India and Pak dont owe their independence to MKG or MAJ (pbuh). They owe it to the great sacrifices made by the original Aryan, Casteist, Racist Freak (sorry if I missed a few adjectives)- Herr Hitler.
Masadi sahib,
The failure of democracy in Pakistan has nothing to do with MAJ. It was to do with the political backwardness of Muslims, particularly those of the NW Provinces. Whatever limited political tradition had taken roots was among the Mulsims of Bengal and the minority provinces like UP, Bihar and Bombay. Similarly, whatever success that democracy has had in India was becuase of the relatively higher level of political development among Hindus.
I am surprised that u consider a thoroughgoing scoundrel like ZAB a democrat. This was the guy who was morally responsible for the carnage in B'desh in 1970-71 with statements like Idhar Hum Udhar Tum, for genocide in NWFP and B'stan in 1970s, for declaring Ahmedis non-Muslims in 1973, for torturing and threatening political opponents thru his misrule in the 70s and finally rigging elections in 1977 which caused his downful. And of course I am not even going into his disastrous economic policies which undid Ayub's decade of development.
Regards
#207 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 9:19:24 pm
#206 Posted by cliftonbridge on August 19, 2007 9:03:48 pm
[doesnt stop you from trying hey beej? :)]
Dear Bridge, I have often tried – but been invariably saddened by the disapproving glances of mian Manto.
Take for example, this i-log of mine from March 26, 2006 – which you (being a newcomer) may have missed out on. Therefore, here it is, Bridge – for your eyes only! (Everybody else, kindly avert your eyes!)
Dead Man’s Mirror
What the heck happened to you, old man?
Look at those tiny worms, those little varmints stuck to you!
Little left to nibble on – yet they hang on – they hang on for dear life – for that’s all they got left. Bits and pieces of you – down to the bare bones! They will chew on you and then they will chew on those crumbling rags that were your suit and they will chew on your coat tails and they will chew on your casket – but chew on you they will!
Because everything else tastes worse – and leaves the lousiest taste in those mouths!
Those salivating mouths, not to mention those foaming mouths, and those mouths with the licking tongues, and those mouths that bark out the orders!
What to say of the mouths that receive warm, salty streams – streams that kill the severest of thirsts forever and quench the very desire for all such thirsts – and not just for the mouths that those streams target! It is the ultimate quenching which ends all fires in all hearts for all times to come.
Can anyone imagine – those pure mouths so sullied?
Imagine the pure mouth of your own daughter – crushed under the lips of someone less than the pure! Imagine him kissing her all over! Just imagine! How dare she?! How dare she lie under that impure body – and be penetrated by him?
Oh, the thought of it!!
How dare she defy you? It is nothing short of direct revolt!
Direct revolt always calls for direct action! Direct action – your very personal invention! Your very own baby!
You were the true originator of things direct! You always took things to the people – no matter what kind of people – and no matter what their favorite tools for settling scores – be it axes, or sickles, or knives, or lathis, or guns! What is a little blood shed for the cause of the qaum so long as it is not you who has to do the bleeding? And what is a little disruption in the lives of a few millions as long as your own little house is intact in Bombay?
But why shy away from me so?
What’s the matter – don’t like to see the unvarnished stuff?
You never liked the unvarnished stuff, did you?
Was September 11 the day you ended it all or was that a day which simply culminated what YOU had got started – and everything else that was bound to follow? Like a ticking time bomb set for the long haul – a plane on autopilot!
But wait!
What’s that muffled sound I hear? Could it be that the hordes have finally realized what you really were? Could it be that they are finally ready to give you your real due – like communist leaders of the past – ready to yank out those dead and dry bones and raise them to heights where they truly belong?
Raise them high, high, and even higher – with that noose knotted around the neck bone?
And tie that typewriter right down there – yes, right there where the balls are!
Or were! Too bad one can never find them! I wonder at what point they got lost. Or perhaps the card of religion was just too easy not to play – not for you – the lawyer who must win at any cost!
Could they have learnt to live together? Who knows – you never gave them a chance. You were not the giving type – you were a taker! You came, you saw, and you conquered!
You see my darling, there is nothing like the presence of a minority population to teach people the practicality of tolerance - that it is doable – and one does not need to be a majority to start making a difference and having a real say in how things are run. So once they got rid of the minorities – what was there left to learn? Except the fact that power works over reason. And except the fact that there is a bill to pay – that fact learnt over the long run!
And they are still paying those bills of yours – with a hefty interest, too! The morons who have no assets to pay those bills – the morons who can least afford those very bills!
Is that tumult a real sound?
No, it was just a false alarm!
So you can return to your permanently dark bed now – perhaps for the next sixty years or so – till it is time for another set of hordes – or perhaps till it gets to the dawn of the dead! That dawn can’t be too far after all, there are plenty of zombies already to be seen around where you lie buried now!
Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting!
I got nowhere to go – nor do you!
Because you are already dead and I never die, old buddy – we are stuck together tighter than bunkmates – and no amount of polishing me is going to change how ugly you look now!
[doesnt stop you from trying hey beej? :)]
Dear Bridge, I have often tried – but been invariably saddened by the disapproving glances of mian Manto.
Take for example, this i-log of mine from March 26, 2006 – which you (being a newcomer) may have missed out on. Therefore, here it is, Bridge – for your eyes only! (Everybody else, kindly avert your eyes!)
Dead Man’s Mirror
What the heck happened to you, old man?
Look at those tiny worms, those little varmints stuck to you!
Little left to nibble on – yet they hang on – they hang on for dear life – for that’s all they got left. Bits and pieces of you – down to the bare bones! They will chew on you and then they will chew on those crumbling rags that were your suit and they will chew on your coat tails and they will chew on your casket – but chew on you they will!
Because everything else tastes worse – and leaves the lousiest taste in those mouths!
Those salivating mouths, not to mention those foaming mouths, and those mouths with the licking tongues, and those mouths that bark out the orders!
What to say of the mouths that receive warm, salty streams – streams that kill the severest of thirsts forever and quench the very desire for all such thirsts – and not just for the mouths that those streams target! It is the ultimate quenching which ends all fires in all hearts for all times to come.
Can anyone imagine – those pure mouths so sullied?
Imagine the pure mouth of your own daughter – crushed under the lips of someone less than the pure! Imagine him kissing her all over! Just imagine! How dare she?! How dare she lie under that impure body – and be penetrated by him?
Oh, the thought of it!!
How dare she defy you? It is nothing short of direct revolt!
Direct revolt always calls for direct action! Direct action – your very personal invention! Your very own baby!
You were the true originator of things direct! You always took things to the people – no matter what kind of people – and no matter what their favorite tools for settling scores – be it axes, or sickles, or knives, or lathis, or guns! What is a little blood shed for the cause of the qaum so long as it is not you who has to do the bleeding? And what is a little disruption in the lives of a few millions as long as your own little house is intact in Bombay?
But why shy away from me so?
What’s the matter – don’t like to see the unvarnished stuff?
You never liked the unvarnished stuff, did you?
Was September 11 the day you ended it all or was that a day which simply culminated what YOU had got started – and everything else that was bound to follow? Like a ticking time bomb set for the long haul – a plane on autopilot!
But wait!
What’s that muffled sound I hear? Could it be that the hordes have finally realized what you really were? Could it be that they are finally ready to give you your real due – like communist leaders of the past – ready to yank out those dead and dry bones and raise them to heights where they truly belong?
Raise them high, high, and even higher – with that noose knotted around the neck bone?
And tie that typewriter right down there – yes, right there where the balls are!
Or were! Too bad one can never find them! I wonder at what point they got lost. Or perhaps the card of religion was just too easy not to play – not for you – the lawyer who must win at any cost!
Could they have learnt to live together? Who knows – you never gave them a chance. You were not the giving type – you were a taker! You came, you saw, and you conquered!
You see my darling, there is nothing like the presence of a minority population to teach people the practicality of tolerance - that it is doable – and one does not need to be a majority to start making a difference and having a real say in how things are run. So once they got rid of the minorities – what was there left to learn? Except the fact that power works over reason. And except the fact that there is a bill to pay – that fact learnt over the long run!
And they are still paying those bills of yours – with a hefty interest, too! The morons who have no assets to pay those bills – the morons who can least afford those very bills!
Is that tumult a real sound?
No, it was just a false alarm!
So you can return to your permanently dark bed now – perhaps for the next sixty years or so – till it is time for another set of hordes – or perhaps till it gets to the dawn of the dead! That dawn can’t be too far after all, there are plenty of zombies already to be seen around where you lie buried now!
Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting!
I got nowhere to go – nor do you!
Because you are already dead and I never die, old buddy – we are stuck together tighter than bunkmates – and no amount of polishing me is going to change how ugly you look now!
#205 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 8:54:50 pm
#102 masadi
Sir, your eulogy of the Jinnah is well-phrased indeed. I could not have done a better job myself!
Sir, your eulogy of the Jinnah is well-phrased indeed. I could not have done a better job myself!
#204 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 8:48:26 pm
#63 Romair
Actually Pandit Nehru tried to implement some of Gandhiji’s basic ideas through panch-sheel, to the eternal gleeful happiness of the Zhou and his redd, redd lot and the everlasting sorrow of the Dalai-Lama!
#203 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 8:45:22 pm
#61 KaalChakra
For what it is worth, here is how Tulsidas described Ram-rajya!
Dai-hik, dai-wik, bhautik taapa
Raam-rajya nahiN, kaahuhi vyaapa
Shashi sampanna sada rah dharnee
Treta bhai, satjug us karnee…
Translation: During the Ram-rajya – all bodily ailments, natural disasters (acts of God), and physical catastrophes ceased to happen anywhere. The earth was plentiful with resources and even though it was the age of Treta and not the age of Satyug (The age of Truth, which had preceded it) – the acts of men became like they used to be during that earlier age.
#202 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 8:44:05 pm
#52 Dr. Lokraj
Dr. Sahib, that is one helluva post! I think you should chuck your day job and come do commentary here full-time! Perhaps you are already doing so?! :)
#201 Posted by bjkumar on August 19, 2007 8:43:08 pm
#9, #10 masadi
Sir, as I have earlier stated elsewhere, I find it most amusing that so many chowk “veterans” and their lackeys – including that “young turk” Manto, are trying to shut you up when in fact, you are among the very few original Pakistani voices on this site.
I wholeheartedly agree with the viewpoint that the MAJ was a lackey of the West – which explains why he did not spend a single day in jail whereas every leader with the least bit of honesty (from the days of the independence struggle) spent quite a bit of time therein!
One thing is certain – Gandhiji probably had read more of the Holy Quran than that Jinnah guy ever did! And in all likelihood, Gandhiji consumed a lot LESS pork than MAJ, too!
You know the vamp Jinnah – the type who sucks the blood of innocents – that very architect of “direct action” day, who always went for the jugular!
By the way, in #50, that kiddo Manto compares you with Gandhiji. I think he is – in his usual secretive, lawyerly, weasel-like ways – trying to get into your good books!
Sir, as I have earlier stated elsewhere, I find it most amusing that so many chowk “veterans” and their lackeys – including that “young turk” Manto, are trying to shut you up when in fact, you are among the very few original Pakistani voices on this site.
I wholeheartedly agree with the viewpoint that the MAJ was a lackey of the West – which explains why he did not spend a single day in jail whereas every leader with the least bit of honesty (from the days of the independence struggle) spent quite a bit of time therein!
One thing is certain – Gandhiji probably had read more of the Holy Quran than that Jinnah guy ever did! And in all likelihood, Gandhiji consumed a lot LESS pork than MAJ, too!
You know the vamp Jinnah – the type who sucks the blood of innocents – that very architect of “direct action” day, who always went for the jugular!
By the way, in #50, that kiddo Manto compares you with Gandhiji. I think he is – in his usual secretive, lawyerly, weasel-like ways – trying to get into your good books!
#200 Posted by ajeya on August 19, 2007 8:14:14 pm
#199 Posted by GT
[1. Well, India is yet to become a democracy though it is going in that direction.]
Deep. Very deep.
[2. The proportion of Indian educated say around 1947, would be less than many countries in the Middle East, Africa today and Latin America (in the 70s).]
That's a rare nugget.
[So let us give the unwashed in India some credit too ...]
Yes. Let's.
[I know it is against the mdern caste system to do so. ]
Yes. The modern one. Dead against it. So true.
[1. Well, India is yet to become a democracy though it is going in that direction.]
Deep. Very deep.
[2. The proportion of Indian educated say around 1947, would be less than many countries in the Middle East, Africa today and Latin America (in the 70s).]
That's a rare nugget.
[So let us give the unwashed in India some credit too ...]
Yes. Let's.
[I know it is against the mdern caste system to do so. ]
Yes. The modern one. Dead against it. So true.
#199 Posted by GT on August 19, 2007 7:58:27 pm
aslam (I think) wrote that India is a democracy because of a large educated section.
1. Well, India is yet to become a democracy though it is going in that direction.
2. The proportion of Indian educated say around 1947, would be less than many countries in the Middle East, Africa today and Latin America (in the 70s).
So let us give the unwashed in India some credit too ... I know it is against the mdern caste system to do so.
#198 Posted by mohar11 on August 19, 2007 6:42:20 pm
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