Misty Queues

Lazy minds can’t afford serious pursuits. My horse power thoughts on Qeshm have all gone bleak. A spicy travelogue was in my mind. Bitten by a crawling lethargy, it could not surface a shape. Qeshmed, for nearly one week Qeshm is an island in the Persian Gulf. It belongs to Iran. Qeshm Island enjoys a unique strategic location alongside the Strait of Hormuz, at the crossroads of the world's major shipping lanes serving five continents. It has even become a threat to Jabel Ali free Zone area in Dubai. The Island was under the sea before during pre-historic times. I went there to change my visa. I did not stop at it. For me, it was an exploring tour than a tensed exile In the un’eye’able desert, one can see how the Persian wind carves out its unearthed mountains into huge sculptures through soil erosion. These sculptures in this desolate land reminds of a desert Konark. Salt caves, huge sun temples and idols, infertile terrains and mountain rocks would ask you to snoop on their histo...

'Gospel radio; I am dizzy with the fumes of gasoline And blood of Jesus' -Geoffrey Wilson It is a haiku taken from Geoffrey Wilson's '100 Mississippi Delta Blues Haiku'. I was watching the bomb blast out side the US consulate in Karachi in a news channel. For last one month or so, it is a usual piece of news. The protests against the defamation of Prophet Mohammed have turned violent. It has fermented the hatred and intolerance. Fumes of gasoline and blood of Jesus create a surrealistic collage when America hunts for oil reserves in the ruins of bloodshed wars. The infamous ‘evil forces’ with their weird beard and turban also have contributed enough to this carnage. Blood suckers sucks! They are there everywhere, growling loudly, kicking on the rolling skulls of innocent children. Curse on them! I bet! Those who have taken sword are by sword itself! Whether it is the Arab war fervor in disguise of Islamic ideology, or US led western jingoism in the names ...