Ladies and gentlemen.
After four years of Matric and F.A combined, of reading Meer Taqi Meer, Meer Dard, Iqbal, Ghalib, Nasir Kazmi and all sorts of ghazals by other poets, not to mention consistently being told by five different Urdu teacher’s that the renowned verse;
was written by Iqbal, although the poet was not Iqbal, but Syed Sadiq Hussain Kazmi. And I should know, because he was my great grandfather.
Okay, I’m done bragging now.
My point is that I had Urdu ghazals drilled into my head for almost four years now and I never understood a word. But now, finally, when my Urdu learning days are over, I suddenly understand what it’s all about.



I had an interesting wakaeya back when I was in matric. Back when Pakistan Studies was a compulsory subject and I simply loathed it. Partially because our teacher was way too fast at covering the course but mostly because of the way we had to prepare for exams and tests.










