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as birds forsake their nests

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Riding in a zebra cart

In the midst of a pandemic that doesn't seem to have much end in sight, I feel like I'm forgetting what a "normal" social life looks...

Oily Coffee and Bitter Verses

When some of us will down a cup of instant coffee while others painstakingly hand-grind their own beans, it begs the question: is coffee...

Spinning to the Tune of Sufi Thought

In her talk for Karwaan, Dr. Sanghamitra Rai Verman describes how the Vedas personify Night and Day as two sisters: they weave together...

When the Monsters are Real

A horse with a single, shiny horn, who can fly through the air and grant your wishes. Obviously, that is fiction, but what about the...

Looking for the Gulshan Album

Anyone have the Gulshan Album? I am looking for it. The Gulshan (or rose garden) Album was compiled at the turn of the 17th century by...

A Collaged Translation of Faiz

One year ago, I first read a beautiful poem of Faiz Ahmed Faiz. With my limited understanding of Urdu, I laboured over it, reading two...

On Poetry - Sorry, I'm not a Poet

Today, it seems like there is very little "oral tradition" left, or at least, not in the way that we imagine it. However, one thing that...

Unedited - Cafe Nostalgia

The word that keeps coming up for me these days is that old fleeting wind, that ancient disease, the morning sunflower... Nostalgia. I...

As Birds Forsake their Nests

In Ibn Battuta's famous account of his travels, he begins with a lengthy justification for his unusual journey. In the 14th century, it...

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"I set out alone, having neither fellow-traveller in whose companionship I might find cheer, nor caravan whose party I might join, but swayed by an overmastering impulse within me and a desire long-cherished in my bosom to visit these illustrious sanctuaries. So I braced my resolution to quit all my dear ones, female and male, and forsook my home as birds forsake their nests."

Ibn Battuta

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