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Man was that a plane or a shooting star????? what was it!!!! i am still confused.

Yaar NFP Charas ka soota laga kar matt likha kaar... sometimes you writing become ``Paradise lost`` with no definate ending.. you get my drift...See ya

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This left me woozy. Must read again. All hell breaks loose in NFP writings. Life as we know it?

Demented cheetaah?

umm.. real badass cheetah :-)

A cheetah nonetheless :)

Re: # 25

Bad Cheetaah

``````Now Saima wanted out. Just go somewhere away. Away from all the outs and the withins. To a place totally different. A place she could call heaven instead of a home, a hideout instead of a den and so on and so forth. “Baaki saab bucwaas!” (All is bullshit!), she thought.``````

Ha! Alla jee. Words swing with Paracha. Cheetah hai, NFP, cheetah.

Somebody here asked that what goes oin in this man`s head? I`ve tried to figure that out
for ages now and it is as if he gurds it like he too is too scared of what goes on in there.

Did enjoy much of it but do believe tyhe end should have been as intriguing and strong as the opening and middle. My 2 cents.

am: (#19)

blinkering cop out...plain and simple...hogwash...excuses for not dressing in public when the wardrobe is (ostensibly) full...no justification!...time moves at the same pace here, there and there...words elicit respect...callousness does not:

...callousness is streakers running amok in church service
...callousness is filmi qawwali during an auschwitz memorial
...callousness is marsia singing on mehndi or wedding eve
...callousness is not reigining in the horses in chariot-race of ideas
...callousness is abuse, plain and simple
...callousness is not respect for words and ideas

...this is only intended for you since you will understand the reference...

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i like amrita`s point about status quo being maintained. above all that is the case. . . as for the absurd, that has been nadeem`s `habit` so to speak, ever since his first appearance on chowk.

but what audience would not be a ``f***ing waste of penises``? the irony here is that such a phrase does not apply to gay men alone, IF we have to use it.

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i was watching ``dr. strangelove`` the other day which some consider a classic as far as satire is concerned. and at some point, i noticed how ridiculous the dialogue sounded, particularly in the `war room`. it was hilarious. but as i was watching that, and thinking about viqar`s comment on NFP`s use of dialogue, i also thought of the dialogue, the twisting of language that absurdists like ionesco for example used in their plays, and that was forced too, to some extent. . . intentional. which in satire is pardonable. and viqar sahib acknowledges that. but there is a certain impatience in having these ideas and wanting to get to the denouement, and i can see viqar`s point of how an idea can be sacrificed with such impatience.

so where i will not go so far as to say that nadeem abuses his talent. . . i will say that rushing to bring a creation into the world, and then not nurturing it might could would lead the guardians of what classifies as good writing to make such pronounced judgments.

Wonderful Imagination. It is not easy to show all that is cooking inside your brain. And also it is not easy to cook all that in a single brain. You are fukkin creative when it comes to rebellion. I wonder if the rebellion is against some specific society or you were also going to be a rebel if you were born in the bloody filthy west.

Overall, I believe this was a good article directed towards a non-appropriate audience. A more appropriate audience might be the one that is not ``a fukkin waste of penises``.

abstract,cryptic,bezarre.......appears creepy and even absurd...screwed up oedipal and electra complexes!

Is it artistic exaggeration of the crisis the generatios are going through?

reflection of the regression to the level of fixation in Freudian sense?

I am not sure about the resolution...is there no healthy way out?

I liked this one, although I think that somewhere close to the end the story was rushed and thrown together.

But I thought there was a certain inevitablity to the end. When Saima is a woman who wishes to be a man and marry The Wrong Man, and her traditionalist father is struggling with gender issues at close hand and sees the man become the woman in front of his eyes and wonders if this means the woman must become the man [dizzy making isnt it?] - something had to give and it was Shah - castrated and beheaded, the New Wo/Man. And in a way status quo is maintained.

what is wrong with this guy?