The Tarjuma

‎Urdu is a language which many scholars find a task to translate for each word in Urdu is so highly romanticised and deeply poetic,that I consider it blasphemous to adjust the profound meaning of it to even the closest possible synonym.
It's so true,what they say-poetry is lost in translation.

When words romance thoughts...

Listen ...

On Music
I drown my unvented voice in music.When in pain,music alleviates;when in anger,music soothes;when in love,music exalts!It's amazing how I listen to music and music,listens to me.


                                                                                -By Sofiya Sujad
                                                                              Art by Khisymova Marina

Writing about the present,in the hope of writing the future..

You can either relate to what I've written above,or scoff at it.No,you cannot be indifferent,for you're either an idealist or a pragmatist.However,I choose not to use the word 'practical' as an antonym for 'idealistic'.
For a person who is utopic,his utopia is as practical,as the so-called reality is for a pragmatist.

Idealists...are dreamers.Isn't it beautiful to believe in the reality of a world that's not unreal;instead,is beyond reality?Ponder on...

Fire

 A school poster I see en route college 'boasts',''Separate classes for boys and girls.'' I heave a sigh..of disappointment and reach a place,where I learn from a few friends that the head authority has announced that the students interacting(I mean,''talking'') with the opposite sex shall be ''dealt with'' ..harshly,is it?.Wow.And then they have the gumption to talk of profound 'theories'(that's what noble thoughts are for them-just thoughts) such as,''United we stand;divided we fall.'';have the guts to watch progressive cinema and remark,''So true'' and ''Wah wah,what a powerful message!''.. et cetera;have the audacity to admire the modern thought ..in art and literature,but shy away(and force others to do so),in what they call 'real' life.And then the newspapers write that this country is developing.Probably.But from what I see,our country is developing only technologically(atleast a majority of it).What about the social and cultural progress of the country?What about the freedom of thought and of action?What about the actual elements that 'nourish'(read poison) the roots of this  'growing' nation?It's sad to know that the seeds of revolution have only been planted;not yet sprouted.

 Yet they say that this country has evolved...Well,it may have evolved ,but it definitely is not evolved.....yet.

Music In Poetry or Poetry In Music?

Pouring out its ruddy drops as ink on paper,my feelings strum its strings-we compose verses of deep emotion;my heart and I sing.

Whenever I think with the heart,I write..

An understanding person is not one who can empathize with the other,but one who can sympathize.When you're empathetic,you see yourself in the other person's shoes,identify with him and understand him(and indirectly,yourself because you've been there,done that).The greatness lies in not having been there,not having done that,but still being able to understand him for who he is.This is the foundation of an authentic relationship.


                                                           -By Sofiya Sujad