Mirror, Mirror

"In-Bread"...Paracha sahib...perhaps Roti, Kapra and Makan, are weighing upon you more than you'd like...

i think i somehow wrote my comments meant for this article in the televiban one.so now bear with me somemore as i cross over to the following from chowk.stop breathing now! Sunday dawn december 14 2008 nfp

he “nite keelab� and the pampered girl child scen e was a main ingredient of our pakistani films in the days of yore.it used to provide the much needed excuse for family entertainment,the families who went to see the movies were adoptive of a peculiar philosophy.they had to bear(hardly)the s cene,as it was something which bad people do.this is what goes on in the world generally, and it is a part of the story.film stories thrive on showing the tussle between the forces of good and iniquity.if you get entertained by such rollicking frolics, it is not your fault.everybody knew what was coming.the pampered one is going to learn her lesson.after that she will quit the keelab dance style.and do some decent, semi classical stuff, which then everyone will feel free to comment about, and appreciate, and compare the popular film artistes as to who is a better and more decent dancer.travolta indeed!the nom sounds magnetic or may be electric-as in “volt� for?.....
smoker’s corner nfp Sunday dawn 12 jan 2009
well if such a big assurance to a cricket team depends on what people like!!!then why are we not using that yardstick a lot lot more !!!!you mean to say besides R, K and makan people like health, education and transport any lesser?what about jobs and all supplies (electricity gas and water) and safety for life.easy access to have their say?buying power?

Hi Nadeem! woops I mean NFP I just came here to see whether this place still existed, and it seems that it does -- that intensive months of linguistic training -- has disturbed nothing of it at all! Parallel dimensionality...fascinating. So this India-Pakistan objectivity statement is cool, like the third view of the whole situation -- the Myth.
I like the fact that Pakistan divorced India, some 60 years ago, it tells us instantly that Pakistan's got some style.

I can say 'no,' I can do as I please'

This is quite powerful -- I just got "Freedom at Midnight" from the library here, and am thinking of reading it (never did in school years, i found it too boring compared to the romances I used to read at that time -- Atlas Shrugged, this I shall say before the male paradigm severs me as a reader from the race altogether)
As Atlas Shrugged is a "philosophy" book -- its the code man. We shudder at the word 'romance' like its a disease, perhaps it is. Durrell calls cancer and love the same thing. And I don't know what A level kids call it now, back in my day, they used to call it 'socially relevant,facebook,orbit' like it was a planet.

So yes, back to the reading comment, I'm gonna read it now and if I do, it'll be interesting for next years course "Historical and Comparative Linguistics."

Dear god, what is reading this language, gonna do to me.
Anyway, I like your 'blank spaces' in the comments sections, because its really like a scribble-board, (graffiti wall if you will)...its like a strange thing, very strange thing. OK bye Nadeem! oh i mean...N F P

Hi Nadeem

Thoroughly enjoyed this piece. Was delighted to read it, since it is so true. I was more amused to realise that even the phenomena of standing 'outside' the murkiness of consumerism and looking in is itself a post modern phenomena...i.e., harking back to a time when one was less manufactured, less consumerist, and using that voice to generate 'criticism' is a product of these times. In older ages, the ones 'outside' stood outside, they /were/ the parayahs (pariahs) and therefore did not generate a product of any sort...unlike us writers who while even criticizing consumerism are at once a part and parcel of the grand marketplace.

Mirror, mirror, mirror indeed.

The only thing this opinion piece is missing is legs, torso and head. I know the writer’s main audience is people living on his block, but he doesn’t need to come across this colloquial to get a point across.

I prefer Paracha’s funny side over his pseudo-serious one.

#20 Posted by nkg on December 17, 2008 12:05:13 am


.Pakistan have to find people


it's the inbreeding...there's your problem right there...

Re: # 14
arjun...

everything is fine...india is not dream destination for IT companies...Pakistan have to find people, who is more interested in Information Technology than Islamic Terrorism, those who will spend money for their children's education rather than send to a nearby madressah to wage jihad against India and elsewere in the world...
anyhow, the other IT (Islamic Terrorism) is also fetching quite handsome amout to Pakistan....

Re: # 5
chalta...
in fact muslas are genetic diversion of ancestors of primate....
it is ....
homo sapiens or humans - with normal genectic order
homo barbariens or moslems - with twicked genetic order....

nadeem...
LOL....
there is nothing called hindu terrorist....
It is islam that is used as moniker for terrorism accross the world...you may delude yourself to compare pakis with some fringe groups in India; but that will not save your a** from ISAF missiles or your brothers from landing in Gitmo.....

Even the popular cartoons started depicting that way...
http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=wuPDm5fYFT8

Arjun, accept my congratulations on completing your half-century. Your persistence is to be admired. Who knows what you could have achieved off chowk?

..make that Indian Hindu terrorists.

NFP, all this misses the point. Hindu terrorists are not shooting up Pakistani civilians. Why is it so hard to see the point?

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"in the background i saw a woman in salwar kameej looking at me with lustful eyes- she had the same sultry and haunting look as the scrawny woman at dunkin donut .. "she is the night aaditer and she goes to the komuneety kalig .. studying to be a physical thurapist".."

Hamidm,

What a boring piece of your fantasy about dhimmi hindu women lusting for a momeen ghazi.......at least come up to the standards set by Quran and Hadiths reading which every momeen gets excited at the prospect of a naked baby wrapped in the stork.........

#11 Posted by hamidm2 on
:-), great, but you see how much extra those gujjus can offer... including all the freedom you want....

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"you can check out any time, but you just can't leave
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that only meant that you can not leave till you have some stuff left... they just look fools but are not fools......

nightmare at howard johson ..... revisited..........

........ ever since i discovered a used condom snugly tucked under the sheets, i have tried to stay away from holiday inns and other fine small town establishments run by patels and other indians of dubious origin ........... i prefer to take my chances with norman bates and his guests - homosexual bible salesmen, drunken truckers, mass murderers on the run, and the odd preacher with his twenty dollar date ..................

........... so when i pulled into the driveway of the howard johnson in meridian, mississippi, i was worried even though the secretary had assured me that it was the best place in town ............a town which had held its last lynching less than ten years ago, and where the blacks still got off the sidewalk to let a white person pass ........... the white people ate grits three times a day, married their first cousins, chewed tobacco, hung confederate flags from their rusty pickups and, like their ancestors, suffered from bad teeth ........... but i noticed that there was a doctor srikant patel, dds, right across from the dunkin donut and kitty-corner from a dr gopintah patel md, family practitioner, general surgeon and diplomate of the american institute of psychiatary ............. a hotel with a dunkin donut and two quacks named patel next to it didn't sound too good; a stench of death and heeng hang in the air ....... i shuddered and a cold sweat trickled down my spine ......... i saw the shadowy creatures - shapeless forms from the otherside - lurking in the twilight just behind the cracked glass door and the eerie red ``vacancy`` sign that spluttered overhead .................

........... ``good evening, velcom to harvud jaansun....... are you from india ?........ my name is govardhan patel, this is my daughter karishma `` ......... in the background i saw a woman in salwar kameej looking at me with lustful eyes- she had the same sultry and haunting look as the scrawny woman at dunkin donut .. "she is the night aaditer and she goes to the komuneety kalig .. studying to be a physical thurapist"....... and i thought i heard her whisper , "you can check out any time, but you just can't leave ......... across the street men in white robes and hoods were burning a cross on somone's lawn ........i noticed one of them was wearing a big-toe-in-strap chappal and had rather dark feet ........