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#26 Posted by Sheesh Naag on February 24, 2001 10:25:42 pm

Ref. the last two lines.

You too? I thought I was the only one, except mine was a yvesSaintLaurent belt, size 42``!

#25 Posted by jawahara on February 20, 2001 11:38:03 pm

Studebaker #20

Well, I embrace my weirdness, but I am definitely not queer. Not that I have anything against those who are, but I am not.:-)

I guess I like Shandana`s writing because I can relate to it, and perhaps, by extension her.

#24 Posted by Ras Siddiqui on February 19, 2001 10:40:10 am

Sad news of conditions on the other side at:

http://newsvote.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/south_asia/newsid_1178000/1178714.stm

Ras

#23 Posted by kirkit on February 18, 2001 10:28:57 am

shandana, angrezi bari jangli aur sangdil zabaan hai...angrazoun ki azaadi agar urdu main mila di jai to aik nai aur behtar cheez banti hai..

#22 Posted by zeejah on February 18, 2001 10:28:57 am

a mesmerizing read... u write beautifully!!!

#21 Posted by Asim on February 17, 2001 3:55:59 pm

Re: Paki style Mills and Boon

``...not to mention pointy breasts and hairy hands.``

I am kind of hoping that the bearer of the former does not possess the latter as well. It might be a slight put off, but given aour propensity to sit through Punjabi films, perhaps it is not such a big concern after all..

Yours concernedly,

Asim

#20 Posted by Studebaker on February 17, 2001 3:55:59 pm

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#19 Posted by Raw_Dust on February 16, 2001 6:43:44 pm

For me writer tries to masturbate(read it as glorify) his/her own inner something...

Confusion is such a darn killer.. sometimes..

Cartland meets David Flincher...

#18 Posted by SaimaShah on February 16, 2001 12:10:31 pm

Hey

Brilliant. Gorgeous. Wow.

#17 Posted by SaadPAslam on February 16, 2001 11:57:31 am

Shandana jee:

I am definitely concerned about you, but more so about people who may inadvertently become victims of a (your) ``meat cleaver``.

Regards

#16 Posted by hamidm on February 16, 2001 11:57:31 am

... tropic of cancer was banned in the US for over thirty years ....when it was finally published in the 1970`s it made henry miller, pervert and iconoclast, a very very rich man..... nothing has shocked civilization since then - not even a crucifix pickled in urine or a cow pickled in formaldehyde .........

......... let`s try something else - we do need a successor to ms. cartland

#15 Posted by slink on February 16, 2001 1:04:57 am

saadpaslam,

thank you for your touching concern about my mental health. as for your revolutionary idea of getting counselling if one has difficulty relating to ordinary reality, already done that. and apparently i`m a very well balanced personality, as long as i keep taking my medication that is..and stay away from forbidden fruits..and never leave my house. set hai.

shandana

#14 Posted by sac on February 15, 2001 3:54:31 pm

Shandana:

In general if the core of the story is well thought out, the incidental play on words and the cleverness that goes along with it only enhances the pleasure. Reading this story reminded me of someone`s apt remark its the unanticipated things in life that make it worth living. I found the gory theme ordinary(sorry :( ) but the side-dishes (

(Don`t) be afraid.

(Don`t) be very afraid.

Bop! Goes the weasel

)

were delectable. Maybe you should write with less thought and more abandon......

later

-sac

#13 Posted by SaadPAslam on February 15, 2001 3:54:31 pm

Extremely morbid!! you appear to be obsessed with a self-destructive fantasy of some sorts. Not that I am a psychologist, but I would definitely recommend some counseling!!

#12 Posted by Zehra on February 15, 2001 3:36:10 pm

slinky,

i am just *waiting * (barely breathing wala waiting) for you to write that romance novel you threaten/promise us with once in a while...

want to write one together...we can exchange scenes and piece it all together...romance paki style. lots of bhegee bhegee ahain and heavy heavy breathing. not to mention pointy breasts and hairy hands.

this piece had me remembering the first piece you put on chowk...vomit. i adore it (this and that).

also liked the name dropping in tft...you had me LOLling about.

rizvi.

#11 Posted by slink on February 15, 2001 12:38:28 pm

shirin,

was there any inspiration/incident behind my writing this? no. not conscious anyway.

thank you all for reading and replying,
shandana

sadna...this is just the scum of the top, wait till i write my horror story :)

#10 Posted by sadna on February 15, 2001 11:14:41 am

Aspiring script writer for Hannibal Lector Part III or Bhoot Bangala Part II :)?

#9 Posted by ShirinAhmed on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

May i ask if there was any inspiration or incident

catalysing this thought process ? or just imagination at its best ?It is a strong article , and from an artists point of view well written with a lot of originality !

shirin

#8 Posted by Asim on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

Shandana,

I am speechless, and well lost for words. (This does not happen very often, as many can testify here :))

Good observations and such exuberant descriptions. You have the eye for details, and the ability to make the reader see, feel and hear the scene. The less said about the subject matter at hand the better; but then you already knew that as you were composing this write-up. Macabre! Any relation to Valentine`s day.

Incidentally, I too am wondering like Ras, what the heck prompted you to write such a tragic, piece devoid of all hope, and dareisay rationality.

Sincerely,

Asim

#7 Posted by krashid on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

Toba Toba #

Is there a censure here.

#6 Posted by scout on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

``Picking up the meat cleaver she started hacking off heads, working her way from the largest to the smallest. Conditioned to obey, her children offered no response and very soon her work was done.``

NAHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Were you inspired by the child sacrifice scenario from Toni Morrison`s ``Beloved?``

Or was it ``Silence of the Lambs?``

``He was looking into her eyes when he realized it was a jackhammer catslammer quite as hard as his own and read the smile in them as the handbag with the gun in it whacked him on the head (Bop! Goes the weasel) and he fell in a heap at her feet...``

Was Boy George singing in the background ``I know all there is to know about the Crying Game?``

;)

``She put everything in a neat pile on her desk and hung herself from the fan with a really nice Gucci belt she`d stolen from her sister years ago.``

NO NO NOOOOO, she should have beaten her Ex with that belt dammit.

Interesting read, ``heard that before`` themes cloaked in powerful, raw imagery...

can`t say anything more right now.

#5 Posted by karim shankar on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

Excellent. Keep writing. Not that you need me to tell you that.

Aniruddha Karim Shankar

Bangalore

#4 Posted by jawahara on February 15, 2001 6:59:51 am

Weird! Strange! I love it.

#3 Posted by slink on February 15, 2001 2:21:29 am

dear ras and fairdinkum...LOL. i submitted this two years ago to chowk and it wasn`t printed. i sent if off again while cleaning out `my documents` recently. so please don`t take this as representative of my current affairs..i really dont have any :)

shandana

#2 Posted by fairdinkum on February 15, 2001 2:17:40 am

hmm, slink... why did you have to publish it at this time? You know, i am coming over to live in karachi... is that how the city feels? haven`t been to khi in 11 years... well, not for more than 3 weeks anyway...

not to worry... there is always hope!

#1 Posted by Ras Siddiqui on February 14, 2001 10:26:13 pm

When this writer has a bad day she really has a
BAD DAY!
Good, solid writing but for the darkness of the
TOPICS.
I wonder what most young people in Karachi are
thinking these days? I hope not along these
lines.

Have a NICE DAY!

Ras