Monthly Archives: October 2016

The Problem of Kashmir

Kashmir remains a nuclear flashpoint…bilateral efforts have been failed for 70 years….international community intercedes forcefully and promote a peaceful solution the Kashmir dispute…so son so, on, writes the Munir Akram veteran columnist and an authority on foreign affairs in Sunday Dawn Newspaper.

My point is who will come and help to resolve this issue?

USA          Still number one country and most powerful when it comes to veto, decide, who to help against whom, who to make and who to break and who to mend is no more a friend of Pakistan and realistically it never been ever a friend to Pakistan . A country which lives by interests, so called national interest, it has only one principal what pleases America and what displeases it more, she sees who are on the side of pleasing America.

So America is tilted to India this time and India is flanked by America to enhance and establish its political, economic and strategic interests to its neighbors and generally in South Asia and stand upright in front of rising China.

Will it come to resolve Kashmir Problem??

Russia            The country is not so powerful the way America is, but still it blockades, hurdles, and stops America from doing what Russia wants to undo, Russia is dragging cleverly USA to old cold war again rhetorically and by poking the Europe with close ties with America and is big player in middle eastern war theatre, has good relationships with Arab countries. Russia also has geo-political interests in Arab world, oily, wealthy and rich gulf region is windfall to Russia as well as they are for USA. Pakistan has played against Russia in Afghan war and recently the ice is melting between two countries, but the shrewd and cunning Putin administration is far away to back Kashmir issue in favor of Kashmiris or Pakistan.

So who will come to solve this old issue?

China        The philosophical, contemplative and launch fierce offensive against enemies when needed otherwise go steady like turtle has been the strategy of Ancient China. China is pretty clever and is on the way of founding and establishing its economic, political and strategic relations in South Asian region and making its presence peacefully in European orbit and try to avoid confrontational fight with USA and others. China thinks it wise that more you are economically sound more you would be able to defend and safeguard your interest in the field of geo-politics and at battle ground too. Though we have a cliché about China being ‘time-tested friend’ of Pakistan and in recent times it has invested billions of dollars in CPEC –led development projects and is heading to other south Asian countries with purpose of drawing them near to china periphery, boosting their emerging economies and consolidating its own position in the region. China like other countries is well aware of  Pakistan’s two parallel government setups, one a political setup and other one of establishment and both the parallel setups have always been at odds with each other in key foreign affair matters, as the establishment in the days of Musharraf was far away from the Kashmir issue and had put it in the cold storage, but the present establishment  seems to be pro-Kashmir, so once the Pakistan has the same value and importance regarding Kashmir issue by all state institutions, less possible  China would come and  play a role in Kashmir issue. China would support Pakistan somehow diplomatically but would never be the part of conflagration anytime.

So the Kashmir imbroglio needs a deep study and clear strategy based on ground realities.

{{…….Shikarpur and Smita Patil…….}}

I don’t remember what was the year, may be 1984 or 1985, but a journey by train from Radhan Station to Shikarpur (Sindh) was very strange and eerie, a lengthy travelling undeniably, lengthy tracks, railway crossings, signals and brief stops at every station and the noises of hawkers, finally Shikarpur.
Days were of chilly winter, Shikarpur being near to Quetta was all cold and frosty in the morning, freezing weather. The place was a nursing quarter of Tara Chand Hospital, a beautiful edifice itself where my cousin was a staff nurse, 4 roomed quarter house was a place of accommodation for all partners from other towns of Sindh. They were studying and working there. Two gentle guys were like our official guides wherever we like to go, visit, buy things and take a round to station in the evening, they were our best companions.

Those were the days of VCR, big black cassettes and a TV set. Taking all these things on rent was a great luxury and romance to enjoy the Hindi movies in those days. One day those friends arranged a TV and VCR to watch movies and it was there I watched “Shakti” a Hindi movie starring Dilip Kumar, Amitabh Bachan and Smita Patil, we often used to pronounce her name like Sameeta Patail, what a naive of spelling names by reading filmy posters in Urdu.

I don’t remember exactly whether I had seen Smita Patil’s other pictures before or later to that movie. I can remember the ‘Aaj Rapat Gayu To Humey Na Bhulayo’ ‘Hum Ne Sanam Ko Khat’ ‘Dikhae Diye Yu’ and other memorable songs picturized on her.

What an age it was, every heroine was my heroine, a dream world of lover and fantasy of infatuated adolescent. I being a romantic soul was in love with her as well. Her acting, her songs, her attractive saucy looks and glances were all to romanticize the bygone heroine.

Today when I read ‘Star power’ a review on a book on Smita Patil by Maumun Adil in Sunday dawn newspaper it brought me back to the memories of past, Shikarpur…..railway tracks….Smita Patil and love for her like I have had for every heroine 🙂

ڪراچي، گلابَ ۽ مان

هڪ وقت هو جو ڪراچي جي شهر مان گلابن جي خوشبو ايندي هئي. گلابي منظر، گلابي خواب، گلابي خمارن ۾ ڀريل نيڻ، چوڏس هي گلابي هوندو هو.

گلابي آسمان، گلابي ڌرتي، گلابي بسون، گلابي عمارتون ۽ گلابي چهرا، هر طرف گلابن جو هڳاءُ ۽ رنگَ.

پر پوءِ ڪراچي پنهنجو رنگ مٽايو، گلابي نيڻ، گلابي چهرا، گلابي آسمان ۽ گلابي ڌرتي هڪ ڳاڙهاڻ ۾ رنڱجي وئي، خوني ڳاڙهاڻ جنهن جي تذڪري سان روح به ڪنبيو وڃي. ڪاڏي وئي ماضي جي سونهن ۽ سوڀيا، زندگيءَ جي رنگيني، بس ڇنل گل ۽ خالي گلدستو.

ها پر ڪڏهن ڪڏهن نيري آڪاش ۽ ڏور سمونڊ پاسي مان اڃا به گلابي رنگن ۽ خوشوبوئن کي ڳوليندو وتندو آهيان..

اپنی آنکھ کا آنسو

​اپنی آنکھ کا آنسو

تم جوآتےہوساحل سمندرپرتنھا

اس سوچ میں کہ دےجاتےہواپنی ساری افسردگیاں ساگرکےواسطے

تم نےیہ بھی سوچا ہےکبھی

سمندرجوتیری ہی طرح تنھا ہے

تیری ہی طرح بےقرار اوربےچین

یہ بھی تمھاری طرح سکون کا متلاشی رہتا ہے

اپنےہی وجود کی طلاطم خیزموجوں سے ڈرتا ہے

یہ بھی تیری طرح اپنےہاتھ کی لکیروں کوپڑھتا ہے

پونم کےچاندکےنیچےیہ بھی مچل جاتا ہے

ناچاہتےہوئےبھی اپنےہی ساحل سےٹکراتا ہے

اپنی ہی آنکھ کا آنسوپی کریہ بھی لوٹ جاتا ہےسورج غروب ہونےتک۔۔۔۔۔۔!

{{…….Shikarpur and Smita Patil…….}}

I don’t remember what was the year, may be 1984 or 1985, but a journey by train from Radhan Station to Shikarpur (Sindh) was very strange and eerie, a lengthy travelling undeniably, lengthy tracks, railway crossings, signals and brief stops at every station and the noises of hawkers, finally Shikarpur.

Days were of chilly winter, Shikarpur being near to Quetta was all cold and frosty in the morning, freezing weather. The place was a nursing quarter of Tara Chand Hospital, a beautiful edifice itself where my cousin was a staff nurse, 4 roomed quarter house was a place of accommodation for all partners from other towns of Sindh. They were studying and working there. Two gentle guys were like our official guides wherever we like to go, visit, buy things and take a round to station in the evening, they were our best companions.

Those were the days of VCR, big black cassettes and a TV set. Taking all these things on rent was a great luxury and romance to enjoy the Hindi movies in those days. One day those friends arranged a TV and VCR to watch movies and it was there I watched “Shakti” a Hindi movie starring Dilip Kumar, Amitabh Bachan and Smita Patil, we often used to pronounce her name like Sameeta Patail, what a naive of spelling names by reading filmy posters in Urdu.

I don’t remember exactly whether I had seen Smita Patil’s other pictures before or later to that movie. I can remember the ‘Aaj Rapat Gayu To Humey Na Bhulayo’ ‘Hum Ne Sanam Ko Khat’ ‘Dikhae Diye Yu’ and other memorable songs picturized on her.

What an age it was, every heroine was my heroine, a dream world of lover and fantasy of infatuated adolescent. I being a romantic soul was in love with her as well. Her acting, her songs, her attractive saucy looks and glances were all to romanticize the bygone heroine.

Today when I read ‘Star power’ a review on a book on Smita Patil by Maumun Adil in Sunday dawn newspaper it brought me back to the memories of past, Shikarpur…..railway tracks….Smita Patil and love for her like I have had for every heroine J