Archive for the ‘Visuals’ Category

Cloudy Friday

Yesterday (Friday) the weather in Islamabad was rainy and cloudy. In other words it was really lovely and romantic. I was having a hard time keeping myself glued to the seat working and not going up the window more frequently to catch a glimpse of the fluffy friends in the sky. I did manage to enjoy the weather on first contact basis (and not from the window) during my lunch time. The plan was to walk up to Mr Cod, have a meal and walk back. The ‘walking to’ part could not be fulfilled as the drizzle got heavy that time and we had to get a taxi. But the rest was successfully accomplished. Woo hoo!

Here’s how the clouds looked through the lens of my cam and the window of my office:

View of the Clouds from Green Trust Tower (My Office)

View of the Clouds from Green Trust Tower (My Office)

The ‘towers’ of Islamabad looked really cool under the white candy floss (read clouds):

Islamabad 'Towers' Standing Tall Looking Cool

Islamabad 'Towers' Standing Tall Looking Cool

I have one last shot from yesterday to share. Took it from the wooden rail of China Chowk underpass. Aren’t the clouds hovering over Margalla Hills amazing? I know they don’t look half as good in the picture as the real thing, but at least they do look good:

Clouds Over the Margalla Hills

Clouds Over the Margalla Hills

Looking forward to seeing more such clouds on Monday. :-D

Dulhan

quinchi poetry, originally uploaded by tango 48.

Written on a bin ;-)

Of cool sad evenings

Allah-u-Akbar, originally uploaded by [ I ].

Happiness at the new day
Eyes open from slumber
Bodies made of memories
Of cool sad evenings

Strange medley of feelings
I am light as a bird
In spacious dreams of stone
Serene yet reserved smile
On my face

In the dark’s absurdity
Among snatches of dream
Silence in the dread
We weary of everything
We weary of thinking
Of thinking!

End of June

If Only…

Whenever I go to the F-7 Markaz branch of MCB in King’s Arcade (I have my salary account there) one particular thing always draws my attention towards itself. I longingly look at this little wooden marquee, hoping to have the pleasure of going under it and sitting there for a while. Maybe have a little tea party with friends. Or maybe just have a few moments of solitude to relax. If only I have enough time at my hands. If only I don’t always have to hasten back to some other appointment. If only….

F-7 Markaz Marquee

F-7 Markaz Marquee

Matrimony and lights

With the arrival of winters comes the arrival of the “much awaited” wedding season. People get married, people dance, the dulha-dulhan connections are made, relatives get to make new clothes, hotels and marriage halls welcome people with open arms. Loads of food also happens get thrown away (this is another blog post in itself). But although the “important” factors of weddings have already been mentioned, certain “little” things never really catch our eye. Take the “kum kumas” for instance. They illuminate houses so people walking from far can say ” oye, aithay koi shadi horee hei?”. But like I said, they are categorized into “minor expenses”. Today I happened to talk to one kum kumay walay bhai as he was putting up the lights on our house (the landlords son is getting married). And as EASY as it may SEEM. It took him 3 1/2 hours to get the job done. And in that meanwhile, I got to see for myself how these people make a living. It’s hard sitting in the dark with a torch in your hand in the chilly winter getting lights to work.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Irfan bhai at work)

 

Meet Irfan bhai. He’s been doing this for the past 3 years before which he was employed in a company which had a lot of contract work at the Parliament house. He pretty much had an opinion on everything. The army, Musharraf, Zardari, Khanay walay log, corrupt police walay, corrupt judge, the weather, movies, religion. It was a treat talking to this person. I always stress on the fact that if we want to “evaluate” democracy we need to go down the heirarchy, not up it. We need to look at the common man, not the minister of finance or the minister of pretty much nothing (the pace at which ministers are being recruited, we might have one for pretty much nothing soon). This guy, he was actually happy with the rozi he made, though it IS natural human nature to want more, but here is something that made me smile he said:-

ameer insaan kay paas paisay hotay hein, itnay ilaaj karata hei, phir bhee takleef mein hota hei, ghareeb insaan mar to jaldi jata hei kiyun jee?”

It was interesting, and the end product was amazing. This guy knew what he was doing. Street smart person did everything from connecting circuits to alternating the current to making proper connections. Things that we used to study in physics. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Exhibit A)

 

My point in writing this was firstly to appreciate the hard work these people do, and secondly to promote Irfan bhai. His shops in Peshawar more, so if you guys want some Kum kumification done at your place, look him up. He left, and I don’t know if i’ll see him for quite some time now but before he left he asked me :-

“Bhai decoration fit hei na?”

Such simplicity. very inspiring =)

Let the Beautification Remain Beautiful

Just when I was still admiring the lovely shot of the Kulsoom Chowk clock by Sohail Akhar, posted by A for [pine]Apple in her post Autumn Time (and was still secretly visiting the post to look at the picture again and again) it happened. The beauty of the whole scene was ruined by nothing other than an advertisement of ‘Ittehad Steel’. *sob sob* :’(

Kulsoom Chowk Clock (Now Branded with an Ad)

Kulsoom Chowk Clock (Now Branded with an Ad)

No complaints to them, as they must be paying loads of money for the advertisement. But I did feel flabbergasted on seeing this spectacle. I just wondered, can we let any of the beautification remain beautiful?

Winter Nights

Just thought to jump on the Islamabad the Beautiful bandwagon and post something (so much for originality). I think I have always been a winter sort of a guy, though short in span but I’m loving the Islamabad winters for the past 20 years here ( no dear I’m not 20 ). Islamabad, with the Margalla backdrop always has been a marvel. But what I really love are the simplest things looking amazing in the cold winter nights. In other cities I don’t think you can really have a nice view just for yourself, but Islamabad nights just give you that.

So packed up my tool kit and got some HDR’s from my place :) Hit the jump for a couple of more pictures.

 

The beauty that is…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
(Taken on the bridge crossing between f-7 and f-6 over the 7th avenue)

 

 

 

 

This world is full of beauty. All of a matter of where we look for it :)

Aesthetics

Creativity

Such an aesthetic installment, isn’t it?

Image Courtesy: Hanif Khattak

The Stream

IMG_4600, originally uploaded by waqar1187.

A stream behind Quaid-e-Azam University, one of the only few streams still void of waste water in Islamabad.

Pretty, innit?

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