Saturday, September 22, 2012

AUTHOR (Kitabdar)


Night and day, to find himself in pile of books,
he had been cut off from the world. Lonliness webbed around him.
Neither links nor relations hypnotized him.
looking fairer sex, no butterflies flew nor colour rained inside him.
The life was left as a simple leaf.....
Sometime, while studying, he felt lost into space, sometime he began to
achieve himself. years later, one day he had quietly appeared on the paper.
The Book had been completed. The world which was sculpted in the book
was like a dream. He wanted moon landing on the earth,
but there was a problem of publishing book before him.

Seasons kept changing phase.......
Not only weeks,months but years had gone after completing the manuscript.
He himself had been become hindrance slowly between creation and publication.
Wishing for publication, the words of kafka started to haunt him,
by those he requested to his dear friend---
"to be burned unread
all his diaries, manuscripts,
letters and sketches
after his death."




Written By- Parveen Qamar (in urdu)



Translated By- Timsal Qamar (son)


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