Kahan Se Aap Zamaney Ke Bad Aye Hain

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Based on what I read in this story, I do not think it`s fair to assume that the writer was no where in his life and became something out of the blue just because of the hurting remark of Patricia`s mother. It may have created a spark, but I am not willing to believe that was the only instigator. It`s very normal to aspire to do well in life for your own self-esteem and well being.

There is a gap in the sequence of events. It`s not that the writer went back to Patricia as soon as he reached stage xyz of his life. He was already married and fathered a baby girl when someone mentioned Patricia and he went back to revive his old memories.

Just my five cents!

Tahmed: I think you have some other motive here with the kind of posts you are posting. Probably, it won`t hurt to avoid bracketing people in one bucket in the current context.

Dost Mittar:

Aap Kya Suggest Kur Rahae Haenh?
Are you asking the writer to continue with this story or are you requesting him to write another one with a moving theme ? Please such such bataen.

Thank You.

A beautiful story - sensitive and poignant. It is amazing how you turned the mother`s putdown as a motivator to succeed in life. I also like the way you showed empathy for your old love without gloating over her unhappy situation. Do write some more!

bas itni si hay meri mohabbat ki dastan
ik shakhs tha jo dard-e-judai day gaya

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Ijaz:

you sound very vulnerable by the end of it all. its amazing how seemingly the most incosequential of events can momentarily break a person. i like the way you`ve written without any frivolties attached. it really does come across as a first draft...just the way its supposed to be.

though what surprised me was the fact that you being a `male` reminesced and ended up in tears...i have yet to come across a man who would do that heh! they all seem the sort to get up and move on with their lives without ever looking back...but anyway...

waiting for more articles from you

Rakaposh #19 and Ijaz Gul: While not wishing to give Mr. Ijaz Gul a hard time and insist that he is being self centered in all this, but...

...when ijaz gul #25 says that he wrote only about his own feelings because of his ignorance of Patricia thoughts begs the question: how can a man be crazy for a woman without knowing she thinks? the logical answer of course is: because he is crazy for something other than what she thinks. And that something other has to be physical attraction and/or some image in his mind. For all he knows, her mind may have been a devil`s workshop; or a mind of mother teresa; or perhaps there was nothing between those two wonderful ears other than complete vacuum.

As I said, I dont want to give Ijaz sahib a hard time on this: after all, ``men were deceivers ever`` (as janaab shakespeare sahib put it correctly as usual)(and as self must admit was the case in self`s younger days). But at least lets not feel sorry for these chappies who have this fancy for women as love objects, not as real people with real thoughts.

written well. two thumbs up!

Ijaz

Its not easy to go to those corners of our hearts which we were most earnest to close. But thanks for revisiting, A very good effort indeed.

Syed Ali

#22 by nazarhayatkhan on October 26, 2003 4:16am PT

[I am not a clinical psychiatrist and could be wrong.]

I am glad your clarified that for the curious minds :)

[But aren`t testosterons and estrogens, quietly residing below the many velvet covers of love, that actually trigger the emotion of love.]

Any supporting research to validate that ? It will be educational for all.

Meri wafa bhi fasana, Teri jaffa bhi fasson
yahan har eik ki majboorian hain ghonah ghoon.
Yeh ehtram e tamana yeh ehtiat e janoon
Kay theri bat karoon aur there nam na loon

I wish to register the comments of all friends who read my article, both for appreciation and criticism. Good words are encouraging while the criticism is objective for the better. I accept I am not a story writer and this was my first attempt. A sad story in nazarhayatkhan`s web page put my thoughts into motion and I typed the story in one go. So all the feelings were the first thoughts and there were no revisions. There may be good and bad in it and being human I am apt to err and accept it. I realise that writing on a public forum I make myself vulnerable to critics and do so willingly.

I am particularly thankful to stuka, zahraj, ironman and fosa for coming out in my defence. Frankly, when the article wasn`t posted for three days, I thought it was rejected.

Chokraboys are equivalents of street kids. I was a mercy boarder educated by the missionaries. Entitled to their own views, some anglo people did look down upon us and called us street children. The episode was a catalyst that urged a ruffian to get serious in life and move on.

I believe that there is a loner in all of us. I also believe that the best motivation to perform comes when others look down upon you, the man in you reacts substantively. The resopnse cannot be collective.

As for the tears, yes they were for the twists destiny takes. I did feel for her as I feel that the destiny played cruel to her. Mention of my mother does not make it an equivalent. Its only to emphasise an occasion.

As for self centered and self pity attitude, my ignorance of what Patricia thought left no options. How could I read her emotions. The story is only about how I felt.

Azure, I have begun writing my experiences on Gashebrum I, the Hidden Peak. You will read them soon with some photos.

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ZaraJ # 15

(I am sorry testosterones do not intervene here at all. Ok!)

I am not a clinical psychiatrist and could be wrong.

But aren`t testosterons and estrogens, quietly residing below the many velvet covers of love, that actually trigger the emotion of love.

Once again, I could be wrong.

that was incredibly touching....
best part is u have someone special in your life..