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Aamir Ansari

I’ve never been terribly good (nor keen) at describing myself, and the description I now share is one that I had asked a friend to write for me for our yearbook, a few years ago. For better or worse, the words still apply, or so he assures me.

Presuming the reader is not bothered by a little cynicism in invaluable friends, here is a man and his perfectly genuine silence waiting to be introduced. He shall welcome your cautious approach but snub you outright if you mistake his courtesy for diffidence. Often a careless remark shall earn his polite disapproval  a special warning to the weakness of human nature which takes offence at acquaintances who make no special effort to please us. Weary of words and secretly sensitive, boisterous company leaves him undecided but he can always enjoy a pleasant, not-too-personal, conversation. Troubled by ultimate questions  for instance, whether it is fair to have a servant clean your room - he might refuse to shake your hand at the slightest hint, real or imagined, of mockery or pretence in your demeanour. Even his food shall rather rot in his fridge than sate rogueish classmates; and then, his thoughts might end up on his own rudeness or go on to remind him of the hunger of a little child he saw sleeping on the sidewalk some night. Although always kind he does not deny his reason the course of analysis and occasionally lets a bitter string in his soul resonate to irony, especially in aesthetic matters.



Taimur Khan, who wrote this, is not only a doctor of medicine but also a scholar of philosophy, a writer (responsible for two novels as well as countless poems and essays on various themes in philosophy) and a musician (his most recent performance was at the All-Pakistan Music Conference in Lahore last month where he performed Raag Jaijaiwanti on the sarangi). However, I believe his greatest quality lies in the facility with which he uses common language to recreate a sense of beauty out of what is commonly thought absurd. Oh, and his cheese omelettes are the stuff of legend.


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Articles by Aamir Ansari

A Letter from the Village

Aamir Ansari May 7, 2005 interacts: 4 Views: 2061

His mother’s voice, rising like ribbons
In the molten sky, fetching him home.

Two Poems

Aamir Ansari Sep 16, 2004 interacts: 23 Views: 4059

I walk around the house, restoring solitude
From room to room, only to find your smile
Wrapped around my hand, opening doors.

Tiger

Aamir Ansari Apr 29, 2004 interacts: 18 Views: 3524

My toothbrush is the color of tigers
He claims. We are brushing his teeth.

Fruit

Aamir Ansari Dec 20, 2003 interacts: 17 Views: 3700

Now, in the wilderness of these adult years, my eyes wander down the aisle and rest on a crate of peaches, cuddled asleep, cheek to cheek.

Sometimes

Aamir Ansari Aug 26, 2003 interacts: 28 Views: 4396

Sometimes the world seems so small

Movie: Welcome to Sarajevo

Aamir Ansari Jul 21, 2003 interacts: 5 Views: 2024

A film shot through with such clarifying rage it leaves you speechless

Various Poems

Aamir Ansari Jun 10, 2003 interacts: 35 Views: 4839

even onions fall in love

Movie: Spartacus

Aamir Ansari May 12, 2003 interacts: 12 Views: 3008

A masterful epic

The Children Under the Tree

Aamir Ansari Apr 2, 2003 interacts: 22 Views: 3655

He heard her cry, and not knowing, Lit a match

Old Men Sleep

Aamir Ansari Mar 6, 2003 interacts: 18 Views: 3500

They know they are going to be forgotten.

Music: Music of the Rivers

Aamir Ansari Feb 18, 2003 interacts: 0 Views: 1851

One of the Soundscapes series, transmuting nature into music.

Camera

Aamir Ansari Feb 14, 2003 interacts: 10 Views: 2923

Smile, she says

Children, Sleeping

Aamir Ansari Jan 11, 2003 interacts: 15 Views: 3015

The night is no longer a silent prayer

FOB (Fresh Off the Boat)

Aamir Ansari Dec 27, 2002 interacts: 31 Views: 4677

Echoing the distant sun-drenched years

Medical Poem

Aamir Ansari Nov 15, 2002 interacts: 12 Views: 2823

Please be patient

Two Poems

Aamir Ansari Oct 31, 2002 interacts: 16 Views: 3064

A dark blanket of noise

Reading at Home

Aamir Ansari Aug 31, 2002 interacts: 16 Views: 3078

Outside, a shower of little hands

Love

Aamir Ansari Jul 29, 2002 interacts: 20 Views: 3591

Love, he says, I’ve trapped it in a bottle.

For Most People

Aamir Ansari Jan 8, 2002 interacts: 76 Views: 8226

Most people forget

Love Song

Aamir Ansari Dec 5, 2001 interacts: 120 Views: 11458

Some apples, a sudden sunset, the visiting flu, a poem or two

Children’s Poet

Aamir Ansari Nov 22, 2001 interacts: 25 Views: 3274

For you to remember... When I am gone


Aamir  Ansari

Aamir Ansari

  • Articles on Chowk: 21
  • First article: Nov 22, 2001
  • Latest article: May 7, 2005
  • Times read on Chowk: 82746

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