Stories about passion

Come back to me, my lost flame

Hi Old Friend!  It’s been a while seen we’ve spoken, No? It seems like a multitude of eons, all rolled into one. Where were you all this time? Did the fire burning inside you suddenly fade away? Did the lust you once felt for me suddenly die away into oblivion? It’s sad what happened, really. How soon people forget the days of sunshine, and start dwelling upon when clouds were grey. Do you remember the moments we spent together, embraced in countless starlit nights of love? I sincerely hope you do, for your sake. I’m not selfish. It just saddens me to see someone filled with ...

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The psyche of a Pakistani cricket fan and the shameless vanity of passion

To understand the psyche of a Pakistani, you first have to understand what it means to love and hate at the same time. This is not semantics. It is truly a reality. To understand the degree of pain our hearts have already endured, you have to understand the depth of hope our hearts are still willing to go to. Finally, if you want to understand the paradox that is Pakistan, you will have to take the leap of faith and understand that one cricket field with a few men in green has the capacity to undo more mental damage than all the ...

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FSc grading system and incompetent examiners: We have been wronged!

For students of the local education system, the negligence and incompetence of examiners is adversely affecting their passion and enthusiasm for learning. As an FSc student, I have directly been impacted by the lack of concern these examiners treat our grades with, assigning and cutting marks randomly, without justification. There are no checks and balances whatsoever. Recently, my class fellows and I discovered that our FSc (part 1) biology papers were under-marked. We were puzzled, since our performance in these exams did not match the grades we were given. This was not something we could treat lightly – our professional careers ...

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Follow your passion: How I became a sports journalist

In 2007, as my ‘A’-level exams were nearing an end, I was confronted with that inevitable question: what to do in life? That’s when I began to assess my options. Engineering wasn’t my cup of tea. I’d be having a laugh if I thought of becoming a doctor. What was I left with? The ‘easiest’ option available: pursuing a BBA degree. Till the time I got into a business school, my life had been a roller-coaster ride as far as choosing a career was concerned. There was a time when I wanted to become an aeronautical engineer. Then, physics happened ...

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The love that never was

When the sun faded and darkness fell, The only light I found was within my heart,   Illuminating the gloomy paths at night, As I searched for you like a hopeless manic,   Like an aimless traveler on a forgotten road, Like a lost sailor on a familiar shore,   I searched for you like a rose in a desert, I searched for you like air under water,   I found you hidden behind your veil, And there was enough light to last a life time,   Emptiness of the deserts turned to fields of green, Unforgiving winds surrendered to a gentle breeze,   Months of solitude turned into days of joy, Years of desolation into a promise of love,   I ...

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Do what you love, love what you do!

A recent article by Cal Newport in the New York Times stirred up the debate on how people should choose their career path. The mantra of ‘life coaches’, self-help literature and career counsellors alike is to ‘find’ your passion and do what you love. Some know earlier on in life what that they want to become ─ doctors, entrepreneurs, scientists or even ballerinas. These people are lucky enough to identify and live out their passion. However, my experience tells me that most people are unaware of what they want to do, or they fail to avail the opportunities for pursuing their passion. In most ...

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My daughter, my angel

Soaring to the skies on the Ferris wheel, Galloping in the meadows on the carousel, The glint in thy eyes, thy laugh and thy squeal, Caressed by the wind, enjoying the feel Pure passion flowing free, unadulterated zeal. Eyes full of mischief, your touch oh-so kind, A fondness so chaste, is so hard to find, At work or at play, with you on my mind, Each breath and each beat, to thee I consigned, Is it true what they say, have I gone blind? A hand around my finger, and holdin’ on tight, As you fall asleep, flowing into the night, Dreams filled with angels, and creatures of light, I sit by ...

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Defence Day: Does it really matter who attacked first?

It was September 6 two days ago ─ just another day in London, the country I am currently living in. However, in my home country, this date was marked in red on many calendars. Until around a decade ago, Defence Day used to be a public holiday. However, as the wave of ‘enlightenment’ hit the country and we became workaholics, this date on the calendar was replaced with the usual colour. The only sign of the importance September 6 had in our history is now the special editions of the newspapers and some TV shows, or to some extent, verbal and ...

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Pakistan’s Asia Cup victory: Silencing the naysayers

You’re sitting at the office  swamped with work and don’t want to do it – it’s the usual mood before a long weekend. Add to it the opportunity to watch Pakistan battle it out with Bangladesh for the crown of the Asian championship, and you have people just willing the clock to strike five. It was in this mood that we sat in the lunch area streaming the match live at around 1.30 PM on Thursday. During that passage of play, Pakistan lost two cheap wickets. Some declared that we were going to lose this, some weren’t sure and some ...

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10 terrific traits of the average Pakistani

This piece is not based on empirical data. Not even on a wide array of anecdotal data. This is just one person remarking on her observations over the course of her relatively short life. And, of course, the term “average” is employed pretty loosely here since the true “average” Pakistani is busy making ends meet and incapable of reading such self-indulgent articles. So of course, I mean the average person among the English-newspaper reading segment of society. I hope this serves as a sufficiently verbose disclaimer. 1. Our warmth: I was halfway through the journey on a PIA flight back ...

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