چلو بیرون ملک
ستر کی دہائی کا سماجی و اقتصادی ماڈل اور جو اس وقت سسٹم کو فائدہ پہنچا رہا ہے، “سب” کے لیے موزوں ہے۔ … Continue readingچلو بیرون ملک
Democracy Disconnected: The Power Struggle in Pakistan
by Irshad Salim: This morning as I shared my views in a WhatsApp Forum: “The internet is in manual mode; I agree it’s an irritant. We missed democratic revolution; I
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Happy Thanksgiving Home & Abroad
Irshad Salim: 16 years ago (circa 2008) I flew from NJ to KHI on Etihad –after a hiatus of almost 6 yrs. The feeling was kinda homecoming. … Continue readingHappy Thanksgiving Home & Abroad
A Lever is Needed to Make Change
“Give me a place to stand, and I will move the world” is a quote by the great scientist Archimedes. He is also reported to have said, “Give me a
Lahore ‘Smog’
“Gaadi thok di, Tu jaanta hai mera Baap kaun hai?”. The other guy comes out of his Mercedes -slaps the first guy hard and… … Continue readingLahore ‘Smog’
Ubuntu: ‘I am I When We Are’
Couple of years ago, the then Vice Chancellor of Balochistan Univ. of Info Tech. Engg. & Management Science (BUITEMS) Dr. Farooq Bazai… … Continue readingUbuntu: ‘I am I When We Are’
Random Thought: ‘I Don’t Mind’ By Irshad Salim
I shook hand with a mascot at a the Centaurus Mall in Islamabad one day. He asked me how was I doing. I said I’m okay but I’ve something to
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Poem: ‘Moment’
A poetic expression penned by Irshad Salim in the Summer of 2020 –while in Islamabad:.. … Continue readingPoem: ‘Moment’
Come Kneel to Me: A Poem By Irshad Salim
Come quick feel the breath of life beating by; come take elixir poison to cut. Come quick gulp one breath, gasp not… … Continue readingCome Kneel to Me: A Poem By Irshad Salim
Thursday Poem: Tree Hole
if u r a hammer rest will appear nails.if u r a screwdriver they’ll get screwed!if u r a Swiss army knife rest are MacGyvers. if u r a prose
Monday Poem: Premise of Wise Fools
Sudden commotion inside premise of wise foolssilent gestures, whispering voices, hands raiseda la desperation gathering hurried conclusionsas if end perhaps is near.Fear wakes in them the truthanother year is wrestling
Tuesday Poem: Sparrow’s Flight
A breeze slowed sparrow’s flightday was saying goodbye. sparrow took refuge…night knelt behind the yews. Pleasant moments camewhen night said goodbye. Another morning’s breeze threwthe sparrow to another flight. by