Tawny eyes scan the vicinity with rapt attention while a small hand clutches the scratchy material of his father’s clothes in a tight grip. Bright-eyed and only at the tender age of four, he has no worries, and he watches as people gather in front of them. He cannot differentiate amongst them for they blur and look like a blob of black and white that demands and shrieks too much for his young mind to comprehend. Hands emerge from there that grab at the vibrant and shiny treats, a direct contrast to the rickety cart they rest on for it looks dull and dreary,...Read More
Author: Arwa Aatique
About The Author
Hey Everyone, I’m Arwa Aatique. A junior from ASAB. Yes, I’m a certified biology nerd. Let us move on from that part. I love all things fantasy and describing me as weird and sometimes a little too dramatic would be quite a correct assumption. Reading and writing as one would automatically assume, being part of the publications team and all, are two of my main hobbies along with the occasional baking and cooking, (now how proficient I am at the latter two will be kept a mystery for now). I can pretty quiet most of the time but get me started on my favorite book, show or fictional character, I am liable to become a crazed, passionate lunatic who WILL talk your ear off so be warned. I sometimes feel like I spend more time in my head then I do in the real world (whether the former is more endurable than the latter shall remain ambiguous, for reasons I would prefer not to get into). My mother would call me neurotic, I would like better the term “over thinker” (not that that makes it better). Or rather, I would refer to it as a tendency to pick at the nitty gritty details of every thought that flits through my mind so much that it resembles nothing more than a jumbled and half-baked motley of words (yes, my mind is a formidable region). I am quite an idiosyncratic individual, it would seem.
With the bleak shadow of COVID’19 still looming over us, we can do nothing but adjust to it accordingly. But that’s not to say it isn’t stress-inducing. However, luckily for us, NMC brought forth yet another episode of its enjoyable talk show ‘Duniya ke Rung, NUST ke Sung’- gracing us with interesting tidbits and an overall gratifying episode! This session was held on the 25th of April, hosted by our very own Adil Ali Tariq who provided us with a lighthearted and fun-filled session with his friendly and cheery persona and featuring Umer Ahmed Mehtab, a highly talented and successful civil service...Read More
She opens her eyes, bright and pure, The mother cannot help, but be caught in their lure, Gurgling and cooing sounds brimming with innocence, The entire weight of the world cannot dim the joy brought by an infants’ countenance She plays with the other children, carefree and jubilant, Heedless under the mothers’ watchful gaze, ever attentive and vigilant, Pigtails bouncing, eyes overflowing with unbridled mirth, What worries can plague her when the fire still crackles merrily in her hearth? She seethes in silent rage, tempest and ever so sensitive, Gentle hands tenderly stroke her tresses, doting and warm, The...Read More
Just as there are millions of stars flecking the sky we are so accustomed to seeing every day, there are also those that reside in the same world we inhabit. In the form of noteworthy human beings, they leave an everlasting mark in the history of mankind, one that remains forever etched in our minds, even when the individual has departed this world. On 14th January 2012, the entirety of Pakistan mourned the loss of one such irreplaceable gem: one certified genius by the name of Arfa Karim. A prodigy in the making, she was born to a Punjabi...Read More