Posted by Farzana Naina in Karachi, Pakistan.
Tags: Karachi, Karachi Pictures, Old Karachi, Pakistan, Photography
Bunder Road - Karachi
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Old Karachi 1889
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Old Karachi 1894
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Old Karachi 1830
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Old Karachi 1898
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Old Karachi-1830
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Old Karachi-1898
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Old Karachi
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Old village of karachi
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Old Karachi 1920
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Old Karachi 1890
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Old Karachi-1838
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Old Karachi
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Old Karachi
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Old Karachi
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Old Karachi 1889
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Bunder Road – Karachi
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1962 Jacqueline Kennedy perches on camel in Karachi
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Bunder Road – Karachi
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Bunder Road – Karachi
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Chidiya Ghar (Gandhi Garden) Karachi
1962 Jacqueline Kennedy perches on camel in Karachi
Bunder Road - Karachi
Bunder Road - Karachi
Chidiya Ghar (Gandhi Garden) Karachi
Inaugurated as Sind Arts College by Lord Reay, Governor of Bombay on 17th January, 1887 and renamed D.J. Science College (upon completion of the present structure), on 15th October, 1882. Located in the heart of old Karachi, the foundation stone for this college was laid on 19th November, 1887 by Lord Dufferin, Viceroy of India. The college is named after Diwan Dayaram Jethmal its main benefactor. The cost of construction is reported to have been Rs.186,514 out of which the Government contributed Rs. 97,193, the balance being raised through public donations.
Picture Taken By: Raja Islam
The century old heritage building of Radio Pakistan located on the main artery of the mega-metropolis, M. A. Jinnah Road went on blazing, as the studio over there had suddenly caught fire on Sunday morning “October 28th 2007”.
Spring
November 28, 2007
Posted by Farzana Naina in Ik Ladki ko, Photography, Slide Shows.
Tags: Ik Ladki ko, Photography, Slide Show, Spring
A Prayer in Spring by Robert Frost
OH, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.Oh, give us pleasure in the orcahrd white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
Spring Wind in London by Katherine Mansfield
I Blow across the stagnant world,
I blow across the sea,
For me, the sailor’s flag unfurled,
For me, the uprooted tree.
My challenge to the world is hurled;
The world must bow to me.
I drive the clouds across the sky,
I huddle them like sheep;
Merciless shepherd-dog am I
And shepherd-watch I keep.
If in the quiet vales they lie
I blow them up the steep.
Lo! In the tree-tops do I hide,
In every living thing;
On the moon’s yellow wings I glide,
On the wild rose I swing;
On the sea-horse’s back I ride,
And what then do I bring?
And when a little child is ill
I pause, and with my hand
I wave the window curtain’s frill
That he may understand
Outside the wind is blowing still;
…It is a pleasant land.
O stranger in a foreign place,
See what I bring to you.
This rain–is tears upon your face;
I tell you–tell you true
I came from that forgotten place
Where once the wattle grew,–
All the wild sweetness of the flower
Tangled against the wall.
It was that magic, silent hour….
The branches grew so tall
They twined themselves into a bower.
The sun shown… and the fall
Of yellow blossom on the grass!
You feel that golden rain?
Both of you could not hold, alas,
(both of you tried, in vain)
A memory, stranger. So I pass….
It will not come again