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Good Bye 2015

As the last day of the year 2015 comes to a close, and a new dawn begins, we welcome the new year, so full of things that have never been. 



Found this image on Pinterest that best suited the feeling about the year I was feeling. Unfortunately, I was not able to trace the creator of the image in order to inscribe the credits to her/him. 

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If Only


If only a woman realised that she was sitting on a huge fortune.




Marilyn Monroe Towers. Absolute World. Mississauga, Ontario.
Burka Architects and MAD Studio






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CHÂTEAU MARGAUX PRODIGY OF THE ARCHITECT by Bruno Aveillan


The CHÂTEAU MARGAUX short film by Bruno Aveillian aptly titled The Prodigy Of The Architect is by far one of the finest I have seen that covers all aspects of art, architecture, the old, the new, the present, the timeless. The work itself is a work of art and Bruno Aveillian has surpassed a new level of creativity with this one.

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Layering Up for WINTER


The weather has been rather erratic lately. If it is not raining all day and night, which is a rare occurrence for this time of the year, December, then it is seesawing between fiercely warm days and nippy nights. Fortunately, the nights are when we tend to step out to relish coffee with friends, or a meal with our girlfriends, or to have a pleasant time with our families, and this is when we men, could as well layer ourselves most charmingly. Presenting below some images I found incredibly appropriate for the season. I do not know what brands they belong to, I just know that they seemed wonderful to share with each of you to step out a bit more fashionably this December. So go on, dear men, captivate! 






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Lladró TRIMMING THE TREE


It is that time of the year where merry is in the air. My Lladró figurines are coming out of their boxes to add cheer to the atmosphere, and accompany the rest of them, that otherwise sit proudly greeting those who stop by at home. This one is from 1992. It has been sculpted by Joan Coderch. 






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Ali Zafar - Urainge - 1st Anniversary


I am PROUD of Ali Zafar, and anybody who has a heart ought to be proud of him. And not just him, but everybody who have come together to heal just a little of the pain of the lives lost by giving hope in form of schools – a step towards positivity, towards development, for the future of young children.

Be forewarned, that this is not about India or Pakistan. Not about White or Brown skin. It is just about loss of lives. It is about humanity. About how some stand up and do what can be done within their powers in order to make a dent. Therefore, discard all the filth that politics has drummed into your head, because at our barest best, we are each connected to each other by humanity, and not by skin tone, or the holy books we follow.

We need more like him to give this world some love and some direction. We need more of him in India, and the whole wide world. We need more of him!

I am posting Ali's message here, and the relevant links. When you can support Unicef, UNHCR, or whatever you choose to support, then please do what you think you can for the development of education. 

Ali's message on Facebook:

A year has passed but the grief hasn't subsided a bit.. We will always mourn the loss of those innocent children who were taken away from us exactly a year ago. 


That's when the 'The Citizens Foundation' launched the '141 Schools for Peace' initiative which was also supported by my tribute song 'Urainge' for the APS Martyrs. This mission committed to build a school in the memory of each of the innocent lives lost and thanks to all the incredible support from all over the world, this dream is closer to becoming a reality. We are pleased to announce that TCF has so far constructed 23 schools before the first anniversary of this tragic incident. These schools will stand as a lasting symbol of hope, resilience and our shared resolve to educate all children of Pakistan. I urge you to keep donating so we reach our target. Share this post to play your part. Click here to make your donations. 




Pictures have all been taken from the Internet. 

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Hotel de Monaco (República da Polónia)


That is the Hotel de Monaco (República da Polónia). A place not to forget visiting when you happen to set foot on their soil. It is sheer brilliant Rococo artistry. 

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Paper Christmas Tree

Adored the charming simplicity of this...


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Douglas Booth at the Teenage Cancer Trust

We all know that it is quite natural for celebrities, or anybody who gains some prominence, to want to help the world heal a little if it were in their capacity to do so, but such is not the case with Douglas. Doug is someone who selflessly empathises with those in need. It has indeed been a while that I came across someone who knew what those in pain were feeling without having to fake an iota of his own feelings. He gets under the very fibre of human life in order to communicate to them that – “Listen, you are not alone, because I am very much here for you.” This is a rare quality, something I haven’t quite observed in anyone since Audrey Hepburn. It is incredible how Douglas does not share the same gender; yet, he shares the same sentiment to do for the world a lot more than what it does for him. Such people are extraordinary, and I am glad I am alive to watch someone like him be there for those who genuinely have a necessity of his status to help them sail through the difficulties of life.

Being a godfather to one is luck, but being a godfather to countless is no short of being angelic.




I am sharing words that the man himself has shared on his Twitter, Instagram and Facebook pages. "What a pleasure to meet the wonderful Dilara. Such a beautiful, smart and brave young woman. So glad I got to spend time with her and all the other inspirational guys and girls on the Teenage Cancer Trust ward today."

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Alexander von Humboldt





Alexander von Humboldt in his home library at 67 Oranienburger Straße, Berlin. Chromolithograph copy of watercolour drawing by Eduard Hildebrandt, 1856.

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Danyal Zafar



This Kidd has always been extraordinary. His demeanour has always been to ask questions that even some of the wisest men have not found answers to. He establishes the fact that in a way our genes are, and yet, aren’t responsible, to make us immortal.

You spend sleepless nights losing sleep about them, pondering how they would make it in the actual world, and then in a snap time passes, and a day arrives, when you see how your children are not children anymore. How they are fearlessly ready to face the world and conquer it on their own terms. Strange right, that while we try to teach our children all about life,
 our children teach us what life is all about.

I wish I had the craft of words to best describe my feelings when I first set my eyes on the photograph I have shared here. Since I lack that skill, I would say that it was a proud moment for me when I saw my Kidd like that – lighting up the world with his luminescence.

The world is your playground. Go on my Kidd. 

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WHY, REVENGE



WHY, REVENGE





William Shakespeare
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 3
THE MERCHANT OF VENICE

I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute—and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.


Whenever there is an uproar about religious or divisive issues, I am reminded of the above by Shakespeare. Those words are self-explanatory, and, therefore, I think it would be prudent to move onto the subject that is on everyone’s lips – the terrorists and terrorism. 

The world would wrangle and slay, it would incite and troll, and drown the voices of reason, because reason is not something that a frenzied mind can fathom, and the world today, at large, is quite in a frenzied disarray. It does not take a scholar, a political analyst, or warrant profound philosophical musings to comprehend the fact that this is nothing but a war of wealth, and power and wealth would not be yielded under ‘any’ circumstances.

What we are observing lately is that the war, besides being one for authority and affluence, has turned into a full-fledged war between human hearts. It is here that I am unable to understand how the educated are being swayed by the ones who are demolishing, by discord, the very land they claim they are protecting. How one can hoodwink the masses in the garb of improvement, when its populace are being distanced by meticulously doctored mediums of polarisation. One cannot assume, based on a caste basis alone, that the superior caste that one has been born into would be enough to pilot the land forward. Common knowledge has demonstrated that collectively, and with unity, can we each hope towards building a developed and prosperous country. Just this morning I read what somebody had posted on Facebook – ‘To forgive the terrorists is up to God, but to send them to see God is my duty.’ The chap who had posted that atrocious view had appended a footnote, “Let us send every Muslim to God!” And I thought to myself, how much more abhorring can human beings get? Don’t they realise that by harbouring hatred they are causing themselves more harm than anyone else, and that such resentment not only burns them, but burns everybody around them too. Moreover, for somebody to profess publicly that he/she has the power of God to take lives, is pretty incorrect at the very outset. Then again, who is to make the misinformed understand that an un-contained mob would not see whom it is destroying. That it just tears whatever comes in its path.  

“I am proud to be a citizen of one the most philanthropist countries – Pakistan, where people changed their profile pictures and put up statuses for what happened in Paris.

Surprisingly, many of us never changed our DPs for any other Muslim/Brown-skinned nation, not even for their own country, when we had casualties, many times more than Paris… Wow!!! This is called immense empathy. I appreciate you for being so global and being so sensitive… (But does this sensitivity only validate for developed/Western countries).

We condemn the attack from the core of our hearts, rather who can empathise the pain better than us, but at the same time, I feel terrible when no one from any part of the globe changes their DP to green and white when we lose 1000s of innocents in a day in bomb blasts and target killing. I feel terrible when I don’t see, “Pakistan” in the list of countries where they deliver online goods. Web pages where they have online subscriptions, universities where they offer scholarships, where they make online sign-in to many mail/web accounts, where they even offer verification to social media and apps – even they don’t offer medical support to Pakistan online...(there are endless examples, these are just to name a few).

We have been offering thousands of lives in the name of war against terrorism over decades, and still we are labelled as a terrorist nation/the most dangerous place on earth. The West rather hates us, or doesn’t even know who we are, and where we exist on the globe.

My heart bleeds for every innocent killed anywhere, but does their heart feel the same when our people are killed each day on the streets?

I don’t mind profile pictures being dipped in the French flag, but I wish the West also treats us equally, and feels our pain as well when our bodies bleed, because WE BLEED THE SAME COLOUR.”

That was penned by Imran Abbas; an architect, a poet and an actor. If you hear him carefully, you know that it is not just about Pakistan that he is voicing his concern. It is about humanity at large. At how insensitive we have become; how drenched in disgust. In Imran’s words one can clearly establish the call for equality, for inclusion, and the repugnance the society feels when being alienated, not out of pity, but out of respect. Radicalism was not born out of thin air; it has been a result of centuries of ridicule and repression. Of being derided and disrespected. Of being made to face unnecessary hurdles in spheres of daily existence: at home, with neighbours, at work, with friends, and under such stifled situations, what does one do? One either retaliates, or allows it to pile upon them, layer-by-layer, and then in a vulnerable moment tilt towards those who are presenting them some light at the end of the tunnel. This is exactly what is triggering Muslims to do what they are doing; embrace violence, and regrettably, each one of YOU is hand in glove in pressing them against the wall. 

So who are these so called terror outfits? Well, most of us know the answer to that, and for those who do not, the Internet has enough and more to educate them on the same. I can only state that some of these groups were initiated, sponsored and nurtured by some of the most muscular empires of the world. I would like to share what somebody forwarded me on WhatsApp the day the Paris attacks took place – 
  
“If the terrorists are behind the Paris attacks, then who are behind the terrorists? Simply put, they are entirely created, funded and directed by the United States, Britain, France and other NATO countries. The Anglo-American Intelligence apparatus has coordinated its actions for geopolitical purposes all across the world both at home and abroad. The attacks on Paris are the trademark of their handiwork. So now, the media reporting of the Islamic fanatics against the Christian West really doesn’t hold much water. Because if you step back and look at it logically, if the government was responsible for creating these people and these people shot the citizens, then it is the government who is responsible for targeting its own people. It is no longer an ‘us against them’ scenario, it is more of a ‘them against them’ or an ‘us against us’ situation, depending on who is looking at it.”

Not that I am underplaying it, but I think people are relatively riled at the continuous accounts of death, division, destruction being torpedoed the entire time on media. They are fed up of political leaders over exaggerating the terrorist mania for their benefit. They have reached a point where it does not matter who is provoking whom; what they want is calm and an amiable co-existence. Gwynne Dyer, who has a PhD in military and Middle Eastern history explains, “Well, we lost two people in the last year to terrorism and we lost about 250 a month on the roads. You know, the Americans lost 3,000 people on 9/11, but they also lost 3,000 people on the roads and another 3,000 to gunshot wounds, mostly delivered by their nearest and dearest. “The scale of the terrorism is tiny compared to its presence in the media,” Dyer continued. “Really, we should, as much as possible, ignore it. We certainly don’t need to overreact by sending troops to the Middle East or aircraft to do God knows what in terms of useful activity. It’s just dumb.” In fact, according to Dyer, if Western countries expand their bombing campaigns against ISIS into Syria, it will only make the Islamic State stronger. And that’s because it will reinforce ISIS’s message that Western infidels are attacking and killing Muslims. Dyer said that this provides a perfect recruiting tool to attract more desperate people to join their cause. He further explains, “You poke the bear, and the bear comes down and attacks not just you, but everybody around you and people you’ve never met—and drives some of those people into the revolutionaries’ arms.”

Tempers are running high. More than at war with the terrorists, we are at war with ourselves, and to expect a voice of reason might be expecting too much as I mentioned earlier, but we have to understand that the hatred that we have sown has begotten hatred. The highhandedness that one has borne for hundreds of years is ricocheting now, and one of the probable ways to beat it is by providing people uplifting alternatives in comparison to the bleak prospects just so that they do not find themselves, once again, inclined towards brutality. We must keep in mind that we cannot win hearts and influence minds by being nasty, dropping bombs on their dwellings or ruining their livelihood. We must strive to help build the bruised society by building schools and hospitals. By encouraging learning, and keeping them engaged in something productive by tapping into their skills. Like they say, the idle mind is a devil’s workshop. These are times when the poor and the rich are, for once, on the same boat. Both are desperate for help, and if we can help them see the brightness in the darkness, then they might be less inclined to be persuaded by any sort of destructive propaganda. 

Whatever the fate of this world hundred years from now, my best friend and business partner Rahul Karnani's words echo, “It has nothing to do with religion,” he expresses coolly, “people will find religion irrelevant if they know you can be of some use to them, because, at the end of the day it is only about economics.”

I do not intend to dive into the debate of why one is killing one because we have been there before, but, yes, it would be virtuous if those who are driving those to take up to bloodshed stop their histrionics and fool people any further. They should know that people know the very ones who are promising solutions are the very ones who are responsible for the plight the world finds itself in. How can these people let people kill their own people and pretend to play saviour. Killing is inexcusable. Assassins have no place on earth, and no place anywhere else, if anywhere else really does exist, but the manipulators aren’t any innocent either, they are equally responsible, and have blood on their hands as well. Like Imran articulates, it is not about a particular skin colour losing lives for the world to sit up and take notice. Every life is precious. Every. Respect that. Learn to at least.

I would like to acquaint you with the lyrics of the video Urainge Uss Aasmaan Mein, conceived, produced, written, composed, arranged, mixed and sung by Ali Zafar, with Danyal Zafar on acoustic guitar. This was done in support of the one forty one people killed, including one thirty two schoolchildren. Be forewarned, Ali Zafar is not somebody who broaches his philanthropic dealings in public, simply because he follows the doctrine of maintaining silence when giving back to the society what it has given him in abundance. But this only time he made an exception, and why, you shall figure yourself, once you have glimpsed through the lyrics and allowed the words from his heart engrave themselves on your own hearts. 

The Lyrics 

Haan thode se bikhre huey hain haare nahi hum
Ye bereham zulmat ki tere maare nahi hum

Yes, we are a little broken, we haven’t lost. 
We aren’t bound by this merciless injustice.

Haan zinda hain hum chaahe aankhein hai num
Sahenge nahin hum koi sitam
Jahaan ko dikha denge kaun hai hum
Humein maaon ke aansuon ki kasam..

Yes, we are alive, even if our eyes are numb.
We will not stand any such pain.
We will show the world who we are. 
To us the tears of mothers are sworn upon.

Urainge uss aasmaan mein
Rahenge aise jahaan mein
Jahaan dard ka koi maara na ho
Akela na ho be-sahara na ho
Koi maa se bichhda dulaara na ho
Siva ishq ke koi chara na ho…

We will fly in such a sky
Live in such a world
Where no one quivers in pain
Where no one is lonely or left alone
No mother is stranded from her child
Where there is no option but to love. 

Urainge uss aasmaan mein
Rahenge aise jahaan mein..

We will fly in such a sky,
Live in such a world. 

Khili si wahaan nikli ho dhoop
Nikhra hua har su ho roop
Gum ho jaayein taariqiyaan
Aao chale milkar wahaan

There the sun will rise with more light, 
Every being and soul will shine, 
Darkness (wickedness and evil) will be vanished away...
Come. Let us all go there together. 

Urainge uss aasmaan mein
Rahenge aise jahaan mein..

We will fly in such a sky,
Live in such a world. 

Jahaan dard ka koi maara na ho
Akela na ho be-sahara na ho
Koi maa se bichhda dulaara na ho
Siva ishq ke koi chara na ho…

Where no one quivers in pain,
Where no one is lonely or left alone,
No mother is stranded from her child,
Where there is no option but to love. 

Urainge uss aasmaan mein..
Rahenge aise jahaan mein.. (x2)

We will fly in such a sky,
Live in such a world. (x2)

What one misses in these trying times are the soothing vocals of A R Rahman. They are like a balm on the tear of time, a temporary catharsis. But, A R too has had, most recently, to suffer the wrath of unnecessary controversies, and I reckon that has consciously kept him away from communicating his feelings via his melody and compositions. 

My plea to you is to set aside politics, as this is not a piece on the politics of religion, or the variances between borders. Such differences rest purely in the hands of those who crave in keeping the public on the edge, while the hearts of the people, in any of the countries, anywhere in the world, speak the same: they detest division, and are longing for nothing else but the love of each other. 

This is my modest endeavour to highlight the luminescence that people I know are sprinkling on earth in order to eradicate the animosity and earn some semblance of harmony in this world. If we cannot support such a cause, let us not sabotage the sincerity of those who have faith in an ending of the war. 



Stay blessed.




Image: This image does not belong to me. I have sourced it from the Internet. I do not own it, or claim copyright to it. If it is your image please do let me know if you are fine with me adding your name to it. I shall add credits to it. This is not a site for business. The images have been used for representational purposes only. If you wish, I shall take it off in case of an objection do let me know and I shall take it off. Thank you.

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