Doctor, Can You Give Me Something for the Pain? Chowk Staff:

my response to #8 was plain simple and logical why it doesn`t falls in the category to be seen..

In response of #7 hamidm:

``Re: # 7

nadia,

...... are you trying to follow in the footsteps of the inimitable mr. ahmedmadani ? ......... his sui generis use of the english language is entertaining, insightful and colorful - your atempt is simply incomprehensible and quite irritating .......... ``


Re: # 8:

``hamidm: whoever ahmedmadni is..if you don`t have taken the point of what i meant in my long post then you are the loser of highest order and you should be ashamed of calling yourself a Pakistani...there are some great minds that can read between lines and you are denying yourself from the truth as a matter of fact lying in every street of Pakistan...

Do you understand and visualize it this strange way when a kid in a muhalla tells you that s/he is not enjoying the life and deprived of education and sports s/he deserves..

Do you want to transliterate the misery of Pakistan to the language you understand for sake of your fucking brain!!! (You should be ashamed of yourself...) and assign yourself a type writer as most here need...Dic..Dic..tation you all urge one way or other.
``

Plus I am here to pass on my ideas not to fall in stupid hopes and categories of some nuts like you here.

Doctor, Can You Give Me Something for the Pain? Shandana:

You have captured the pictures of day to day cursing society very humorously...Lemme add some altered a bit hypered dimension as a result of customer dissatisfaction of a common person in Pakistan written dated back on March 9, 2006 11:39pm PT ...

Some essence of frustrated thoughts:

Satisfaction (Love for Society)..My analysis!

I am not satisfied for what I am buying any inexpensive product from shops in Pakistan. Take this from milk products to any electronic, textile, leather product. But one thing I am really amazed to observe is that people on my side of country are patently reluctant to argue on the dissatisfaction element they are induced with every day to day purchasing. I myself feel out of my allegation to convey the worthlessness of the product to the company. If I do so I mostly get the response that I being the first person to complaint on this issue therefore democratically speaking your grievance is uncountable unobservable to the scale of 1%.
I had been learning since college days that customer services are the preliminary objective of any company to make product acquirable to the particular audience with conspicuous tactics to discrete out the money vehemently. The services are pectoral in every earning scenario from tangible or intangible consistency. Where control of reliability is the key towards effective clutch towards business affluence. With these parameters in mind any cultured person can presume to be a part of an active and healthy society but the real picture turns out opposite to the dimensions eloquence.
The intake of an unhealthy, unhygienic food at every corner of the city gives you the same displeasure or dissatisfaction as you are frustrated from your spouse in marital disownment. Even if there is healthy tuning of personal matters but you get a plate of chaat for Rs. 15-20 that is lacking all necessary masala jat and it facing you with red beans instead of chickpeas quantity and less “khatai” and it makes you distasteful from the city most popular shop then they have stimulated a irritation without your intent. The era is gone when the lover used see his sweetheart till his palms were on the flame of burning candle. That was the epoch of romantic intake of frustration of an admirer. But now things are pretty paybacks or you are turned off. Though it is highly unnecessary that heart goes out from the pocket and more heavy the pocket more emotions it is said to have. This is very nakedly viewable on Valentines days, Eids, anniversary occasions. If you buy the beautiful girl a gold pendant, stuff her car with stuff toys and big bouquets then you have the privilege to love and occupy yourself. To achieve the goal of a lady you have to pass through the tunnel of money capaciousness. Even the eves at negligible age like to see the cars of the boy before him. This is again a status complex factor which is increasingly damaging the consumer’s fiscal brackets. Due to lack of automobile industries in the country we import vehicles every year which are then bought by the middle class like an asset not an accessory. We have become so much ill minded that we praise the person by the car he drives not by the mind. That’s why the road level etiquettes are never established and rights of pedestrians are over run by the four wheel runners. Since my childhood I am observing that none cares about the Zebra Crossings on the roads but they hastily wait for the green signal right over the cross with the unspoken understanding with Traffic Policeman of the chowk who seems starkly ignorant to make this follow and challan the violators.
You are discontented at touchable approaches but when you get disturbed by the intangible atmosphere then you really feel helpless. If you have to sit in lobby to wait for the doctor even in a private hospital then you could just blame on the increased population and disease factor which makes every place occupied and makes the service delayed for you. But if the receptionist breaches your adjusted appointed time by giving service to increase the mutual PR then you really feel to vomit the entire nuisance on her face. And believe you are mentally sick when you finally come out of the door.

Love Affair Lovely fresh approach Amrita;
Well the factor of coherence was little bit arraying the harmonics and cascading the novelty.
Keep Writing;

Give Us this Day our Tandoori Chicken Frightful news:

Pakistan has been hit by bird flu virus H5. They are killing the chicken by putting them in big plastic bags several of them and then releasing carbon monoxide in them for their quick demisals. Charsadda and Abbotabad are confirmed effected. The whole poultry industry of Pakistan is going to have backdrop of its life.

Its really bad. I feel sad as I liked to have chicken once or twice in a week but now it seems to even turn away from street chickies as well.

Ideological Perceptions and Death of Civilisation Muslims are nothing more than traditional norms of beliefs established hundreds of years ago with the notions to be good humans in every civilization. It would be a weak argument to state western interests could be suppressed by these defiles practisers of a religion which itself is unacceptable with slightest variations amongst themselves. There is no political leadership of Islam that Muslims can rely upon to safeguard their rights as an Ummah. The western system lacks immoderation of any religion block that Muslims only need to claim themselves under tree. There is no power relationship among muslin countries except blind faith towards criteria of life which they don’t even let to propagate with time. There is collision without any argument which starts right from looking at western system then trying to comprehend each other.
It would take a lot of time and true elucidation if the defense of so called Muslim Being is justified as code of life which could be acceptable diffusion in societies.
The most important prospect of mutation in Islamic concept would be Islamic assertion in words and observance of mechanism that gives velocity to global autonomy.

Unfaithfully Yours Dr. Khalid Sohail Sahib,

YOu have chosen a very disquieting issue one of post-marriage dilemmas. But it seems that you have not dig into the details of the root cause of patient’s infidelity. I would like to know that are you (psychoanalysts) capable of hitting to the exact predicament causing dysfunctions and can the cured medicatedly. I am talking more about anxiety which is the common disease of every second person in our society. Or there can be any other physical ailment which could amalgamate to a psychological situation like my mother used to act distressing and I remember it all appeared like she is having some psychological trauma every other day and is on verge to collapse but on proper medication it was revealed it was because of malfunctioning of thyroid glands which even after operating continue to secrete hormones that directly cause acute psychogeriatric behavior. Had she been crudely handled then she would have ended in Amaliat by Peers and Babas resulting in further disorder in mental health as well as real cause of problem which can be turned over by proper medication.

I think Adam here who shows wise anticipation upon knowing of her wife`s becoming pregnant really thinks about the child, mother and their relationship. The thing is he has to devour more and be cured more to get rid of his abnormal sexual arousal disorders.

Conduits Thank you Jawahara for giving us an opportunity to insight reality truly nostalgic and homey. I too used to see a door long long back when I was a very little kid. You will be taken aback to know it was then when I was potty trained and was given the opportunity to sit on flush just like my elder sibling who had been practicing this for quite a few years. Before that I was sitting outside his door on my potty pot waiting to scream when he used to finish.
Sitting in toilet is a very thought-provoking process and I figured that out gradually with time. Most of them time I would be shouting the little bits of Quranic ayats I read from school or listened from the Maulvi Saab. My mother became vexed at this and told me it’s not the place to say holy words. But my grandpa confirmed that it’s not a foul practice but quoted that some Imam said it’s very consecrated to remember god while you are in bathroom. Anyways that was one of un-necessary reasons of my long stays in washrooms.
But one day I saw that there is a little key-hole at wall in my right. I looked to it closely and then my imagination started to escape through it. It opened and I was in a secret room which has been eloquently furnished to amuse me. Red carpets, big sofas and long wide windows. The tables were filled with bunties, chocolates and chips. I had a secret agent who used to fill the edible junks every 15 minutes. I am surrounded by my favorite toys, horses and bears and I am lying on floor lazily and reading suspense novels. I and my secret-seven friends catch a criminal by our devious strengths and abilities to inspect and investigate every week with our binoculars hanging around neck.
That room was devoid of Baigan, Palak and other diverting veggies and no broken legged and extremely simple chairs and ugly looking noisy charpais in the main room. It was like everything to dream of to feel joyful.
I am into my imaginings through and wise out but sometimes when I dream deep I see myself in my old house imitating any hullabaloo making me feel at my dwell.

Chloé and Choice so what was the point of this Dodecagon article which seems giving Myriagon convexes...

Ready for a Modern Pakistan? Optimisim aside Hamadani, but I feel marathons and these concerts social build-up tools to make a fascinated appearance of society where the ground realities are there.
Could you highlight any constitutional level amendment which happened in the year gone by which would change lives of common people. That would be far more understandable.
Anyways Bryan Adams concert seemed as throughput after Marshal Law of the time when siblings weren`t even allowed to sing together.

Khan Abdul Wali Khan: His Fathers Shadow? ``Interestingly, Begum Nasim Wali Khan was a phenomenal orator in both Urdu and Pashto. Her speeches against Bhutto and the Peoples’ Party moved crowds all over Pakistan in 1977. People in Karachi, Lahore, and Hyderabad would come to every rally where she was the main speaker. She made so many friends in Punjab that often people wondered as to why she was not the NAP leader instead of Wali Khan. She was articulate and made her case to Punjab with eloquence and dignity. ..``

Must be true, but I remember her ``ishtahari scandal`` of stealing women undergarments from a store in america. Unluckily a hidden camra caught her while Begum Shaiba would be in mind of dealing with a Pathan Shopkeeper in Bara Market, Peshawar... This news remained hot for many years and unfortunately became a sticker of her characteristics.

The Fundo Chic? Maazi kay Jharoko.n say:

I hated Farhat Hashmi as when I went to my neighbor`s home aunty jee used to on her tape. Well one think I remebered that contents of her sermons were as of any deniyat speaking mulayiat with stresses on ``Shirk``, ``Allah Tabarak Ta`ala``, ``Hidayat``.
The soft voice coming from our vicinity used to shower the muhalla with noor-e-bismil all around and it used to synchronize sweetness touching chords of heart and creating musements in brains without considering what was she talking about but was very persian as a persian female newscaster over radio.

She is a very ``Shaista speaker``, a voice which carriese comfort and coziness, and which attracts bees and antelopes and lits agarbattis and draws chilmans, chikks.
People became very sacred in assuring ``Allah Hafiz`` and Lafaziat -e- Ehsas -e- Mazhabiat took place on those lips which just barked on street fights but now a silky pundhanney wala scarf had hid all glorious past and ``akkhar mizaji`` but that was shireeni of lipstick and hijabat of muscarra that attracted the scarf clad aunt of 7-8 semi-grown up kids..The scenes of seeing mum type free aunts not sensitive of dupattas and chadar was now under covers of fikr-e-naqab wa niswaniyat wa tareeqat.

It happened very rapidly like an epidemic and narrowed down all thinking abilities of the targetted group of people who are never decision oriented in Pakistan but humble sponges of any religion in the name of Islam.

The Invisible Editor, My Foot! An Open Letter for Discussion undergoing:

Well, I opened a thread announcing my firm decision that I won`t be interacting on this forum ever after. So it meant to me and my first prolonged absence as a result. Things had got out of control as people have to care for multi-thousand nicks whatever filth they are projecting. I am not here to defend myself nor I am here to abuse back again. As obviously why should I be answerable to a person with whom I wasn`t interacting at that moment..``KamaSutra``..Who started responding on behalf of ``Editor in Chief``. I very honestly said that I am not in favor of this woman not because of disrespect but purely because I am not fond of her writings on chowk.com. Nor I have any personal grudges with her and won`t be in future.(Insha Allah.). But that Sutra thought of himself as chowkidar to disregard my opinion in first instance and I am liberated to be impolite to a person whose `chowk history` I am not aware of, I have not read him/her..or there is no building validity of him/her..Its like interfering on biased basis...S/he abuse exceeding all boundaries.and that thread remain alive for many days..I hope ``Chowk Staff`` had eyes to notice in anytime..But they as always reamained in the closet..(Good for them.). And then this K.S started to infest his filth on other threads as well. He wasn`t banned when last time I was here instead the thread where I confessed my lil misbehavior and seeked apology from a respectable icon of my type i-e poetry Mr. /Ms.Khamkhwa was vanished..I don`t find it now..
Anywyas..I am writing this because I have seen my name appeared in this Editor Sahiba..Jung-o-Jadal many times. I am not able to follow all of it as I am lacking time and I feel that people here have a vast line of previous insulting behaviors have become myths of fights and remarks. Thats why I am here to write as I am the person whos been made an issue here and people are making lines of what degraded behavior KS showed.
I want to thanks

1.Samina Shah
2.Sadna

for speaking against a filthy biased unknown abuser. that definitely has made a place in my heart like always. And I do love and respect these ladies more and hope that there courage get strengthen up with time.

And Godot, Salim_Chauhan have proved themselves as biased people who can`t stand views against their adhesion.

Chowk had always been a place to suppress, express thinking, ideas, deeds for me. And I have learnt here so much and evolved in many dimensions specially poetry. For that I had written a very through analysis of how I grew in the different metaphores and ideas of poetry and expression. But sorry I may not be sharing it now. Because I don`t find a place which deserve it. But i felt it and hope that others who have felt this platform continue to experiment and implement.

Best Regards,

Nadia Zehra

An Ode To Wine A very lovely read. And the flow is superb, melodiously intoxicating.

Can you throw some light on `Najdi idiots` pointed out in 17th line. Whats the historical purpose behind it.

Regards,

R Kumari: A slice of Josh Malihabadi\'s life Rahul:

I hope I get a chance to read Masoom Raza`s work. Didn`t heard his name before but fame of adha gao.n clicks in my mind.
Not much transliteration of hindi writers passed through eyes, but would definitely be available. Though much of Russian writers I have read and it was also fascinating.

Did Imran get the money? chowk-staff:

the new scheme is not inspiring...the former was a lil better notable and perception wise prominent... its like showing thans of clothes in the shop..whats next :) btw whats the need of boxes in middle. they don`t appear coherent to overall layout of the page.

Diasporic Indian the word diasporic was quite awe-inspiring in the whole article. thanks for addding up in knowledge :)