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majbuurii
2007-05-31 04:40:00 havaayeN dastakoN meN meraa naam le rahii haiN maiN kivaaR kaise kholuuN mere donoN haath pusht kii taraf baNdhe hu’e haiN Parveen Shakir Contributed by Brijinder Sagar
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majbuurii
2007-05-31 04:40:00 havaayeN dastakoN meN meraa naam le rahii haiN maiN kivaaR kaise kholuuN mere donoN haath pusht kii taraf baNdhe hu’e haiN Parveen Shakir Contributed by Brijinder Sagar
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guuNj
2007-05-31 04:30:00 uuNche pahaaRoN meN gum hotii pag-danDii par khaRaa hu’aa nanhaa charvaahaa bakrii ke bachche ko phisaltaa dekh ke kuch is tarah haNsaa vaadii kii har darz se jharne phuuT rahe haiN ( pag-danDii : narrow pathway; charvaahaa : shepherd; darz : nook) Parveen Shakir Contributed by Brijinder Sagar
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harf-e-taazaa nayii Khushbuu meN likhaa chaahtaa hai
2007-05-15 05:11:00 harf-e-taazaa nayii Khushbuu meN likhaa chaahtaa hai baab ek aur muhabbat kaa khulaa chaahtaa hai (harf-e-taazaa : fresh words; baab : chapter) ek lamhe kii tavajjoh nahiiN haasil uskii aur ye dil ke use hadd se sivaa chaahtaa hai ek hijaab-e-tah-e-qiraar hai maane varnaa gul ko maaluum hai kyaa dast-e-sabaa chaahtaa hai ret hii ret hai is dil meN musaafir mere aur ye ...
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taazaa muhabbatoN kaa nashaa jism-o-jaaN meN hai
2007-05-14 06:25:00 taazaa muhabbatoN kaa nashaa jism-o-jaaN meN hai phir mausam-e-bahaar mere gulistaaN meN hai ek Khvaab hai ke baar-e-digar dekhte haiN ek aashnaa sii raushnii saare makaaN meN hai (baare-digar : once again; aashnaa : known) ek shaaKh-e-yaasmiin thii kal tak KhizaaN-asar aur aaj saaraa baaGh usii kii amaaN meN hai (shaaKh-e-yaasmiin : branch of jasmine; KhizaaN-asar : autumn afflicted) taabish meN apnii mehr-o-maah-o-najm ...
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Parveen Shakir, Women Poets and Tomato Ketchup
2007-02-23 11:51:02 Raza Rumi An email from a Pakistan based writer friend made me recall Parveen Shakir. The poem, Tomato Ketchup, written most probably in the memory of Sara Shagufta (the modernist Pakistani poet who committed suicide in the footsteps of Sylvia Plath). I am not drawing conclusions or imagining comparisons. My writer-friend is neither suicidal nor at the end of her creativity. In fact she is brimming with optimism and energy. However, she faces the constraints and circumstances that are not uncommon. Like Sara and Parveen Shakir she has to mediate between multiple identities, struggles and conflicts. That she lives in a society that is becoming increasingly less tolerant and dominated by fundamentalism is no help either. Back to Parveen Shakir: she was Pakistan’s popular poet who died in a tragic car accident in 1994. After graduating she taught, then joined civil service. She was widely read and loved poet. However, she braved the difficult terrain of Pakistani womanhood and mo... |
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