Khuda Mera Bhi Hai : What’s In a Name?

So Khuda Mera Bhi Hai came to it’s expected end yesterday.This drama was such a game changer with it’s daring approach to intersex genders, identity and acceptance.Proves that Pakistani audience is mature enough to digest and applaud sensitive content.All you needed was some good story telling and a stellar cast.Honestly it was long play by our usual standards with a whopping 24 episodes but larger than Life characters like these demand a complete closure.

What fascinated me the most about Khuda Mera Bhi Hai was the amount of significance some character’s names carried here and the things they foretold.

Let’s take a look at these names:


NOOR : The protagonist of this play a is transgender person who’s birth causes serious rift between his parents and the samaj calls him a source of distress and burden.  I kinda of loved how Mahi named her kid Noor which means light.Through out her life Mahi proves that her child was not a dark night balkey he was a beacon of light for her and all those who were like him.
MIKAEEL : There comes a time when Noor is disowned by his own biological father and no school is brave enough to enroll him.Enter Mikaeel; a man who comes out of nowhere​ and fills the void in his life.He’s a surrogate father and mentor shielding him from the world’s ridicule.I mean the guy is like an angel to Noor and Mahi and is literally named after an angel too.


MAH GUL: Mahgul literally means moon flower or a better meaning would be radiant.Just like a moon waxes and wanes and goes through eclipses, Mahi’s shines through the hardships in her life.
SANAM : This drama’s fan favorite character is befittingly named Sanam or ‘beloved’.Loved how she broke stereotypes and stood up for herself and Mahi.

 KMBH was a courageous scrutiny of the stigma surrounding trans population and the hypocrisy and bigotry of our social fabric.Generally I dont watch primetime dramas but am really glad that I followed this one.😍😍

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Khuda Mera Bhi Hai : What’s In a Name?

On People Quoting Robert Frost : Pinky Bhutto and J.

People Quoting Robert Frost :
So I have been thinking about these two instances for a while where two very famous people(Everyone has their opinion about them but that’s not the point of this post) quoted Frost to talk about the most important decisions of their lives.

1.Came across an obituary written by a senior politician on the 27th Dec where he recalls asking Benazir Bhutto about her decision of relocating to Pakistan and pleaded her to rethink in light of all the death threats.She listened to his advice calmly and wrapped up the conversation (and the chances of a safe life) by quoting a line from Frost’s trademark poem Stopping by the woods :

‘But I have promises to keep’

2.In an interview given in 2013 Junaid Jamshed talks about how the song ‘Hum kyn chalein uss raah par’.Its a beautiful song talking about going against the grain and doing things differently.There was a remark from Shoaib Mansoor added here of how this was a nod to Frost’s ‘The road not taken’ as it was a foretelling of him choosing an unconventional path in his life.(There is an article on that song published in tribune so you can check out from their archives)

Honestly never have been a fan of Frost His work seemed too much textbook-ish for my taste. Mostly saw him just as someone wholesome students are forced to study in school…. but now I feel like it’s time to revisit his works.

Or may be it’s time to revisit my textbooks .Who knows.

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.

On People Quoting Robert Frost : Pinky Bhutto and J.

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The biscuits tasted sweet.
He dearly missed that of ignorance of youth.Youth itself is a mirage!How blissfully it wraps a person into a delusion of power.Makes one feel that they can Understand and Change anything.Everything.After all Everything is either in the in the absolute right or wrong.Black or white.

He popped another biscuit in his mouth.Too sweet.

Things change and the universe forces a person to acknowledge unpleasant things.Makes you admit of all kinds of realities and see that there are no absolute no rights and wrongs.No abrupt ends to stories and People are in the varying shades of gray.

The aftertaste in his mouth was tinged with bitterness.

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Lone-Stines Day πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

We are the Lone-Stines..

    Neither four nor teens…πŸ˜‚

    We are a bit amused at the ‘hitched’

    Their workings seem a little sci-fi.

    A candy coated Barbie gurl and a six-packs owing tycoon guy!

    Dramatic Scenarios like Starplus,

    Oh God in heavens above,Why!!

    Teddy bears floating in waterworks..

    No sir we  definitely don’t envy you (and that’s not a smirk)πŸ˜‚

    A day where singles freely post …

    (With out the fear of being labeled Tharki)

    On as to why 

    They can’t get that pyaari Larki

    Unlike popular assumptions:

    We are not increasing our carbon foot print..

    by blowing our off centered noses on a multiple tissue..

    Eww.

    Or go on chocolate eating binges…

    To land ourselves in premature diabetes’s issue.

    So whatever way,you spend your day..  you’re a winner!

    Kyun k ‘Valetine’ day’s is waisay b a saccharine coated commercial trap dear..

    Be smart,Use your head..Waisey b red is not your color to wear.

    Tauba Tauba,

    Don’t be a vile sinner πŸ™ŠπŸ˜‚

    Aside

    IV

    Let’s bite our nails

    And paint them blue!

    Pull together our shit and dance to stoner rock tunes.                                   in the earliest parts of nights..       when skies still have that purple hue. Let the stars witness,

    how we ruin ourselves anew            

    Like a sponge Drunk on secondhand misery,.                                                   Girl I wonder;

    why have I become young

    at youth’s dying..?

    How much of us..

    do these concrete jungles define?

    Why did I wake up

     in the deadliest of colds?

    Why is this moon waxing

    at the instances,all wrong!

    It’s too late,It’s been late for ages now..                                                           So Just shut up already and clap for others..                                                   Cause the world’s not your stage!

    Not yours to hold.. Anymore.

    Honey it’s not us,                                         It’s our memories.                                     that have become decades old.

    -Syeda Maham Nayyer

    Aside

    IX

    Why not let our words flow
    to color that grey area of bittersweet?

    Where little joys and fears

    creep out of everydays.

    Things that unsaid things imply,

    in the velvet of voice.

    We go through Twilights that promise,

    neither days nor nights.

    A game where one plays

    the other who gets blind.
    Words are easy to say,

    even more easier to leave behind.

    Growing out of hellos,

    A little too soon for goodbyes!

    Don’t you dare say

    it’s a figment manufactured in mind.
    Isn’t it intoxicating

    To find ourselves in the middle of things?

    You know how it started,
    And I can see how this ends..
    As for now…

    There is no us

    Just sides.

    -Syeda Maham N

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