Mosaic

Being a hobbyist photographer I love to travel around, trying to freeze the moments in time as if I could return back to them whenever and wherever I want. The best thing about pictures is that they never grew old and opens up a window for us to look into the past. Inspired by Rohail Hyyat (A famous Pakistani music producer) composition ‘Reunion’ which is hauntingly beautiful because Zara Madini’s voice beautifully blends into the silence which takes your imagination to a whole new level , I decided to create a slideshow of few of my interesting clicks,

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Pakistan Clicks : A journey through my lens – Part 1

Ok, so I am back after a long time … Apologies for that and thanks for appreciating my last post “Amazing Pakistan “. I never expected such an immense response as the blog post has been shared on more than 300 forums just in three months time with viewing statistics surpassing 30,000 in 7 months “Unbelievable and definitely encouraging for me“.. Bundle of thanks for all who liked it and shared, and even thanks to those who copied it without my explicit permission ; but at the end it serve the purpose, that what matters to me =)..
I am not a professional photographer, just a hobbyist nor I do have any kind of professional training so bear with me if you are unhappy with the shared pictures.. As I don’t have enough time to write so the alternative to feed my creative soul is to start clicking.. Below are the pictures from my last trip to Pakistan that captures the feel of two major cities Islamabad and Karachi and definitely not even close to painting the big picture that depicts the true aroma and soulfulness of these places.. I hope you Enjoy the first part of this series, you are most welcome to drop your comments..

Last but not the least , All the pictures are under © Creative Common License, These picture can be shared and copied but without any alteration to the images giving due credit to the publisher/owner.

Abbas Ali Khan’s tribute : A whispher of the autumn breeze

What should I say? How should I place my words in the right order such that they can rightly applaud Abbas effort of reviving the aroma of the master piece ” Raat Yun Dil Mein Teri Yaad Aye“. I must say it takes courage to even think of doing justice by re-arranging and singing a master piece that has already found it’s place in the hearts and minds of thousands and thousands of Faiz  lovers.

Amazing Pakistan: Radiant Textures … (Part- two)

This article is co-authored by Huneza Khan and Dua. I’m really thankful to them for joining hands in the effort of unveiling the true spirit of being a Pakistani characterized by the liveliness, the passion, the lifestyle, the glee and the zest that is clearly reflected by the architectural heritage and the geography of this pure land. The spirit that holds an energy that resonates in the atmosphere epitomized by the roads & streets of Pakistan. This article touch upon the three major cities trying to paint the vivid colors and the distinguishable textures of life and structures within each .

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My Pick: “Top 5 Short Films”

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Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep. [Scott Adams]

Short Films surely let a creative mind to think out of the box and allow to measure one’s capability. ” How well one can enslave time with the power of emotions, expressions and novelty “.  It is powerful means for an artist to open up his window of imagination upon others. Alongside it demands extreme creativity, professionolism to potray your world in a very short period of time.  Here are my pick for the top 5 short films

SPIN by Jamin Winans

( Winner of more than 40 film festivals worldwide)

In My Soul

In my soul

there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church

where I kneel.

Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.

Is there not a region of love where the sovereignty is illumined nothing,

where ecstasy gets poured into itself

and becomes lost,

where the wing is fully alive but has no mind or body?

In my soul

there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,a church

that dissolve, that dissolve in

God.

~Rabia al Basri