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Amicable Nature of Lahore
Huma Aslam
Daastan Publishing 2023
First Published in Pakistan by Daastan PVT LTD
House # A-41, Madni Street, Lala Rukh, Wah Cantt, Punjab 47040
Text copyrights © Huma Aslam
Book Design copyright © Zeeshan Akram
Edited by: Mariam Rizvi & Nayyab Mushtaq
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ISBN 978-969-696-858-0
To My Father-in-law whose support motivated me to complete this book. He encouraged me to publish it. I couldn’t have done it without his love and support.
A lively compilation of poetry and prose that celebrates the memories and experiences which influenced a learner in Lahore.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
A Silent Cry or Transient Flare?
Lost in Solitude: A Journey of Displaced
Friendships and Aspirations at LCWU
Reminiscent of Lovely Girl Friends
Glimpses of the Cosmos: A Journey through Time and Space
For My Dear Friend
Blessings
Destination
Epilogue

A girl of low prestige,
carrying a pearl so sweet,
asks a question in an atmosphere so bleak
Does the politics of abuse
deliver any good news?
Her pearl is her PAKISTAN,
where politicians are at daggers drawn.
In my corridor,
the notice board flashed
with the horror
that Sovereign moans:
Debilitate the poor till his last,
Make him die fast;
Ravage his bag and baggage, Aghast!
Jobbery, money laundering, and above of all,
Bribery,
altogether,
Made the rich
Flourish everlast.

‘Rebirth, rejuvenation –
The rise of the dead!’
Cheered the world,
That was tone deaf
To the phoenix’s last cry,
Before it turned to ashes
On a pyre.
A cheater– A complicit,
Two sides of a same coin!
Where’s the lie?
To see the dawn,
Never freed from debris of Dunya,
No open eye to enjoy
The divine expression.
True that,
Corona-
Parasitic life needed a break.
Arslan stood straight
And desired to know,
The color green.
He examined
Curiously
The leaves serene.
Loaded equally with texture bright
They provided the perfect delight.

Cherished, loved, nurtured,
The things
That matters the most,
Now look, behold;
There, a Happy ending!
A silent cry or transient flare?
A nice gentle touch of pastel orange sky
A bright evening glare more curing to my eye
A slow and steady move of the birds so high
Presents the soothing effect and good bye
Daylight is about to end with a silent cry.

Rainy night
wipes my melancholy out
with fresh air and a cool breeze.
As a child, I followed
The wind
While the wind followed the clouds
Making joyful sounds.
Now,
At this age, I still feel myself bonding with nature.
It is still the same,
The clouds and the wind.
Together they arrive,
With the same
Loyal touch on my skin.
Can I scream with joy once again?
Can I live as a follower of clouds again?
Can I bear the soft touch again?
When
This human world has left me empty,
With
Wrinkles and dark circles.
Too much goodness
Consumed me,
And left me
Afloat
with
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