The Village of Kheruddin

wajahat,

.........sorry, now i feel bad about being so critical ..........i am just feeling a little ornery today ............carry on writing, if that`s what you must do ........ it is a free world

Thank you Ijaz, I believe the calls from within can take strange forms once spread into words. Your analysis sums the whole thing, all of us do have kheruddin within us. We live and hide in it, it numbs us and turns us into who we thought we would never become. Indeed the realisation only happens once we become kheruddin and kheruddin become us.

Your remarks are much appreciated and I am humbled by your closing suggestions. It remains to be seen where this strangeness will lead too....


#11 hamidm

Thank you for your critique, I never aspired to be anything more than common ( A great word if you think about our human condition ) My initial mistake when starting up with chowk of using the wrong phrase of ``Paper to pen`` instead of ``pen of paper`` could have been picked up by yourself and used as an example of my inability. You are too kind :)

#10 rozaiba

Very true indeed, but Manifestations are highly underated as the human experiance shows that lop sided ones can be specially true.

I thank you all for sharing this with me, as this is a product of a lot of anger and solitude from within.

A Very Humbled

Syed Ali

...... the author did say `` I am not a writer or a poet`` .............. but i think he should immediately stop trying to ``put paper to pen`` and stop attempting to ``construct the voices from within``......... pick another hobby - knitting, crochet, jihad .......... anything

Well it is an amazing article, with even more sarcastic than the Animal Farm of George Orwell. The difference is that you do not mention a Utopian Society or an Ancardia, but a society that we live in.

Some could lay blame on modernity for such a state, but there is a Kheruddin in all of us. We are all numb,insensitive and oblivious to the world around us, lost in the world that we wish to see for ouselves. So many try to build those jungles of concrete like the tombs of the pharos.

Captivating satire and Bravo to you Syed Ali. Suggestbyou develope this paper into a book.

The latest one is the Creek City.

this story sounds like an antonym of real life. a lop-sided manifestation of the world.

salute to you syed ali!

interesting i must say...

This is primarily an epitaph about our world, viewed by our eyes, shaped by our perceptions, held together by our passions, decadent by our ignorance, burning in our hate and going on by our collective humanism.

Full Circle indeed......

This is very good indeed... loved the transition from peace to turbulence, but didn`t quite get the meaning!

So much good stuff on CHOWK recently. and this is one of them.

Just not enough time on my hands.....


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yae jo bhi tha, it was well written

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``And then the day will pass, Kheruddin will find itself and its inhabitants will regain their hushed existence. All the damage will be repaired patiently and without a word of complain. All the dead will be carried in processions and taken to the graveyard and everyone will smile.``

Cirlce of life?

I doubt the land of Kheruddin can be kept fertile without the ashes/blood of those who, by refusing to live the unexamined life, will inevitbaly pay with theirs.

Syed:

hum kuch kuch samjhaiN haiN aur kuch kuch samajh nahiN aaya...do i qualify for salutations and dedications?;)

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Very well written - its been a while reading such good stuff at chowk