Today I woke at exactly 10 O'clock in the morning with the cry of the pushcart man from the local Nursery.....he comes every Sunday at about the same time with flower and plants pots....I was so sleepy that I even did not bothered to look out of the window to see what flowers is he selling today I take so many things for granted everytime I say no to buying his flower pots I feel he prays to whatever God he prays that I have a girlfriend only then I'll know his worth .I don't know about him but thanks to being on the net all night last night I knew it was the Happy Nauroz...today...the beginning of the spring season.The first day of the Persian calender and The Equinox...when for us in Karachi the length of day and night is equal due to the position of the sun and earth in the solar system....
All the people in Karachi who has ancestors from Persia or links to the persia celebrates Nauroz such as The Ismaili's and the loyalist shia's who donot follow mulla ....as for parsi's,buckshees...and other bumlicker...who are busy on march 21st hearing ching ching....the Nauroz comes again at the beginning of Autumn usually in july/august....
نوبهار است در آن کوش که خوشدل باشی
کـه بسی گل بدمد باز و تو در گل باشی
من نگویم که کنون با که نشین و چه بنوش
کـه تو خود دانی اگر زیرک و عاقل باشی
چنـگ در پرده همین میدهدت پند ولی
وعظـت آن گاه کند سود که قابل باشی
در چمن هر ورقی دفتر حالی دگر اسـت
حیف باشد که ز کار همـه غافـل باشی
نـقد عـمرت بـبرد غصه دنیا به گزاف
گر شب و روز در این قصه مشکـل باشی
گر چه راهیست پر از بیم ز ما تا بر دوست
رفـتـن آسان بود ار واقف مـنزل باشی
حافـظا گر مدد از بخت بـلـندت باشد
صید آن شاهد مطـبوع شـمایل باشی
In the spring, open your heart to joyous infusions
Like flowers open up, or stay in muddy collusions.
I cannot tell you to befriend this, or drink that
Wit and wisdom display your own solutions.
Strings of the harp sing out the same advice
When worthy, you will reach your conclusions.
Each blade of grass speaks of its life's tale
Alas if self-absorbed you're free from inclusions.
Worry not, else you will lose your precious now
If stuck in day's and night's revolutions.
Though fears are strewn upon the path of Love
Pass easy if free from destination's confusions.
O Hafiz, if fortune upon you smiles
Become prey to that Witness of illusions.
Few months ago One fine afternoon I was watching a Movie on the cable movie channel when they interrupted movie and instead of a two minutes break for ads they started a documentry about Mr Mustafa kamal the ex city mayor's visit to the US and his lectures at the Harvard and columbia Universities....In one of his lectures he tried to remind the Americans that I am the mayor(nazim) of a city from whose port the drinking water for the hundred thousand US troops comes....He went on saying that if that water does not reach the troops they will be forced to drink the local water and will fell ill.They played this video about a million times for months...during the movies.I only watched it once and laughed and forget the movie I was so interestingly watching before...turned off the tv and grabed a cup of tea.
