Written by
Hersh Bhasin
Categories
Poetry
- Kaifi: Aurat (Female)
- Faiz: Last night your lost memory so came into the heart
- Faiz: My Vagabond Heart
- Sahil: Chakle (Brothel)
- Sahir: You, who from the world seeks to flee
- Sahil: I cry at myself, then at my fate
- Sahir: Two Drops Of Rain
- Sahir: Barso Ram Dhadaka Se
- Yousaf Bashir Qureshi: A thought that slipped my mind
- Faiz: A few days more, my dear!
- Faiz: Do not ask from me, my beloved, love like that former one
- Faiz: We shall witness
- Faiz: Bol (Speak)
Faiz-Ahmed-Faiz
- Faiz: Last night your lost memory so came into the heart
- Faiz: My Vagabond Heart
- Faiz: A few days more, my dear!
- Faiz: Do not ask from me, my beloved, love like that former one
- Faiz: We shall witness
- Faiz: Bol (Speak)
Essays
- My Language, Your Language
- The Creative Process
- Why Translating Poetry Is Difficult
- Appreciating Urdu Poetry
- On Hemmingsway Trail
- Vrindavan
- The 299 Ramayanas That Just Won't Go Away
- Reading of Kafka’s Trial in light of Foucault’s writings
Philosophy
Yousaf-Bashir-Qureshi
Sahir-Ludhianvi
- Sahil: Chakle (Brothel)
- Sahir: You, who from the world seeks to flee
- Sahil: I cry at myself, then at my fate
- Sahir: Two Drops Of Rain
- Sahir: Barso Ram Dhadaka Se