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“Moen jo Daro: Metroplis of the Indus Civilization” is now available on iBooks by Apple.

Here is a link to download on your apple devices: https://itunes.apple.com/ie/book/moen-jo-daro/id939221050?mt=11

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http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/nelson-mandela/10142046/Nelson-Mandela-dies-aged-95.html

Good old Madiba dies at the age of 95.

He will always be remembered for his heroic struggle against apartheid, for the restoration of human rights and for setting up The Truth and Reconciliation Commission. On his departure media will be reminding us of all his spectacular achievements, somehow, I am reminded of a simple passage wherein he wistfully describes his village. It reflects the honesty and innocence of a man who longed for freedom and who suffered a long and rigorous prison term under the man-made unjust laws.

Rest in peace Madiba in the grassy valley with green hills and clear streams.

“THE VILLAGE OF QUNU was situated in a narrow, grassy valley crisscrossed by clear streams, and overlooked by green hills. It consisted of no more than a few hundred people who lived in huts, which were beehive-shaped structures of mud walls, with a wooden pole in the center holding up a peaked, grass roof. The floor was made of crushed ant-heap, the hard dome of excavated earth above an ant colony, and was kept smooth by smearing it regularly with fresh cow dung. The smoke from the hearth escaped through the roof, and the only opening was a low doorway one had to stoop to walk through. The huts were generally grouped together in a residential area that was some distance away from the maize fields. There were no roads, only paths through the grass worn away by barefooted boysand women. The women and children of the village wore blankets dyed in ocher; only the few Christians in the village wore Western-style clothing. Cattle, sheep, goats, and horses grazed together in common pastures. The land around Qunu was mostly treeless except for a cluster of poplars on a hill overlooking the village. The land itself was owned by the state. With very few exceptions, Africans at the time did not enjoy private title to land in South Africa but were tenants paying rent annually to the government. In the area, there were two small primary schools, a general store, and a dipping tank to rid the cattle of ticks and diseases. Maize (what we called mealies and people in the West call corn), sorghum, beans, and pumpkins formed the largest portion of our diet, not because of any inherent preference for these foods, but because the people could not afford anything richer. The wealthier families in our village supplemented their diets with tea, coffee, and sugar, but for most people in Qunu these were exotic luxuries far beyond their means. The water used for farming, cooking, and washing had to be fetched in buckets from streams and springs. This was women’s work, and indeed, Qunu was a village of women and children: most of the men spent the greater part of the year working on remote farms or in the mines along the Reef, the great ridge of gold-bearing rock and shale that forms the southern boundary of Johannesburg. They returned perhaps twice a year, mainly to plow their fields. The hoeing, weeding, and harvesting were left to the women and children. Few if any of the people in the village knew how to read or write, and the concept of education was still a foreign one to many.”

 Nelson Mandela “Long Walk to Freedom.”

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About half a century ago Indus Civilization (2600-1900 BCE) was known to the world mostly through Moen jo Daro and Harappa, the two largest ancient sites in Pakistan. The Civilization, however, was spread over an area of about a million square kilometers with hundreds of buried sites, hence 1500 more have been discovered since then and out of these 1000 are in India.  This is because India had launched an extensive exploration program soon after the Partition. One of the main architects to lay the foundations of post-Partition archaeology policy was Maulana Abul Kalam Azad. For those who are curious to see how far a maulana can go in a secular field I must inform that Azad was not a maulana in the mullah sense. He was a scholar of Islam, an astute statesman, a dedicated writer and a freedom fighter. He stood against the British colonial rule but he was not in favor of Partition as he believed in Hindu Muslim unity and endorsed  secularism.  Incidentally, yesterday November 11, when I was writing this blog India was celebrating his 125th birth anniversary.

 Maulana was the first Minister of Education of the independent India and he remained on this post until his death in 1958.  In this capacity he may have spoken on various aspects of archaeology on many occasions, my attention was drawn to one of the speech he delivered while presiding over the 6th meeting of the Central Advisory Board of Archaeology on July 2, 1949. He began with the tremendous work done on the Egyptian and Mesopotamian archaeology and gave credit to the Biblical references which helped the archaeologists in locating the ancient sites and in the reconstruction of their past. Most of us know that Indus Civilization is deprived of such references, even the Vedas, the ancient most texts do not make any reference to a lost Civilization that once flourished on Sapta Sindhu, the Land of the Seven Rivers, as mentioned in the Rig Veda. The land now has five rivers as Saraswati and Drishadwati had changed courses long ago.

 

Maulana Azad also acknowledged the great work of British and other archaeologists that had gone in the excavations of the monumental structures scattered around the Nile, Euphrates and Tigris and he compared it with the work done on the Indian soil. He also gave a good account of the ‘checkered history of the department of archaeology’ which at one point was almost abolished and was saved only by the intervention of George Nathaniel Curzon, Viceroy of India (1899-1905).  Curzon is mostly remembered for his notorious Partition of Bengal but Maulana reminded the audience of his role- promoting research and preservation of archaeological and historical monuments- which the viceroy considered to be his ‘imperial obligation.’  Curzon also centralized the administration of archaeology and appointed a young John Hubert Marshall as the Director General of Archaeological Survey of India (1902-1931).  Marshall describes the impoverished state of archaeology. “I entered upon my office as Director General on the 22nd February, 1902…previous to my appointment the office of the director general had been in abeyance since the retirement of Dr. Burgess in 1889, in which year the Government of India decided, on grounds of financial economy, to limit the Archaeological staff to a government epigraphist and three provincial surveyors-for Madras, Bombay and the United Provinces- with the addition of an architectural assistant for the last named circle.” Beginning with four staff members, two decades later Marshall was to hire 1100 laborers to excavate the site of Moen jo Daro which turned out to be the most spectacular archaeological discovery of British India.  

 After Partition while Maulana emphasized to ‘utilize the resources of archaeology to discover ancient history’  he also recommended work in Jaiselmer and Bikaner as these were connected to Indus Valley Civilization.  This was the beginning of the exploration campaign that unearthed hundreds of Indus sites. Prominent among these are Kali Bangan (near Delhi) Lothal (Gujarat), Dholavira (Kuch) . Far from River Indus the other two fertile areas of the Civilization, so far discovered, are the coastal strip of  Gujarat, Kathiawar and Kutch and the River Ghaggar-Hakra region divided between India and Pakistan.  Ghaggar-Hakra was abandoned in 1900 BCE, its abandoned course in Pakistan is known as Hakra while its part in India is called Ghaggar. The lost river has been identified with the sacred Vedic river Saraswati which ran parallel to Indus. Exploration and excavations in these areas were initiated while Maulana was in the midterm of his office. Through the years discoveries, big and small were made in various forms.

Lothal, a trading post on the Gulf of Cambay, revealed a dockyard which is considered to be the largest baked-brick structure of Indus Civilization while Haryana in the Ghaggar Basin exposed a significant number of sites.  During the excavations of 2007-8 Farmana, the second largest site in Haryana, amongst other objects, also revealed a seal of Early Harappa period.  Mention must be made here of  Rafique Moghul who in 1970s explored 144 Indus sites in the Hakra region in Pakistan.  After a long gap some significant work has been resumed in Derawar Fort in Cholistan. This was being done by the Department of Archaeology, Punjab University. Incidentally a seal too has been discovered from the recent work. But what’s in a seal or two? The discourse on these two seals will require another blog.

Coming back to Maulana he had a well-rounded approach as he also recommended popularization of archaeology and suggested few measures such as the printing of archaeology related post cards and albums and even producing films on archaeology. Ideas evolve; India made documentaries and several films on the theme of archaeology, in 1965  ‘Guide’ a novel written by the well-known R.K Narayan was finally made in a feature film, its English version was written by the Nobel laureate Pearl Buck, the film promoted archaeology not only in India but in the western world. 

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After a year of blogging I have neglected it for one third of a year. This was not planned. I just got busy in a serious writing project with a self-imposed deadline lurking over my head. My only breaks were weekend meetings with friends,  Gallery Hops  and occasional late night movies.  Last night I viewed Transformers: Dark of the Moon, a 2011 production that many of you may have already seen .  The movie is made in association with HASBRO, the toy company who had come up with this original idea of toys getting in and out of different avatars.

The story is about a peaceful race of intelligent mechanical beings that go through a civil war as a faction of auto parts fight for their freedom. Their defeat was certain but at the tail end of the war comes a ray of hope in the form of a mechanical being carrying a secret cargo. The destiny would have changed but the being crashed in the moon.  Fast forward and the story gets linked with the landing of man on the moon. What a wonderful hook, could have transformed in an engaging story but most of it was wasted in the extravaganza of special effects.

So here I am back to blogging, a little lost, perhaps, I can write on the origins of the concept of Transformers that had lived with us humans since ancient times.  Mangho Pir, an obscure shrine in the neighborhood of Karachi comes to mind with its nearby lagoon of crocodiles.  Legend has it that these monstrous animals were once the hair lice of the Pir (saint) Mangho who is buried in the shrine. The devotees of Mangho are Sheedis, a minority of Sindhis and Balochis of African origin, crocodiles  of their Pir are also sacred to them. I cannot write much on the subject because there is not much material available and, at the moment, I am not motivated to indulge in another serious research.

So here I am once again lost and looking at the lush green backyard through the glass wall. The tree leaves are just beginning to change color, autumn has come late and tonight is Halloween.  Many Americans will be watching Stephen Kings’ movies or reading Poe’s poems while their kids go trick or treating. My neighbor has decorated her porch with cobwebs, skeletons and pumpkins and news reporters are already on the hunt for Halloween stories, two days ago I read of Woody Allen going as Woody Allen to a pre- Halloween party  Out of curiosity I also visited the site Rotten Tomatoes to see the movie list recommended for Halloween night. There is plenty of choice in The Fresh Links section -‘Scariest Horror Movies,’  ‘13 Terrifying Movies on Netflix’  and ‘100 Best Horror Movies.’ The Exorcist continues to remain popular, the tagline is so true:

Ask 10 people what their favorite horror movie is, and chances are over half will say “The Exorcist.”

It’s a 1973 classic, which I have not yet bothered to watch as I have never even watched live shows of possessed girls been beaten almost to death to rid them of their devil.  It is not a common spectacle but it happened a few times in my village in Sindh. What I long to see however, are the great performances of the storytellers and most of the villagers in those days were great story tellers. As a tribute to their great talent I will share only one story, let this be a Pakistani story for Halloween.

When Sindh, which is now a province of Pakistan, was in the lantern era, when automobiles were not known and the roads were not paved and nobody had heard the railway whistles, people avoided night travels, only the courageous would take a chance. It was in those days that a man robust and alert, wearing a heavy white turban was riding back home at nightfall. While the horse trotted by an abandoned brick-kiln his ears pricked up and soon the man heard the bleat of a baby goat. As they moved on bleats grew louder and desperate as though the little animal was pleading for shelter. The man was kind he took pity on the goat like how we take pity on the lost dogs and cats. He stopped the horse and got down to carry the animal. The goat was heavier than he expected somehow he was able to seat her on the saddle with little  pairs of legs stretching on both sides of the horse back. As the man mounted the horse, the little animal crept closer to her savior.  The journey continued and after a little distance, once again the horse’s ears pricked up. The man tried to look through the moonlight but could spot only another abandoned kiln in the distant. For no reason he shrank little further from the animal who was asleep by now.

They say, Sindh is a country blessed and cursed at the same time. Millions of saints are buried in this tract of land but devil still succeeds in getting in the souls of young girls; occasionally at nightfall it resides in the animal bodies. There was a little chill in the air, or at least the man had begun to feel it now. He also repented accommodating the baby goat as he felt it had become a burden between him and his horse. He recited a Koranic verse that has the power of keeping the devil away. It gave him some security but after a while he felt something was dragging along with horse’s hind legs, perhaps a branch of tree got entangled, he thought.  But the horse moved on smoothly and the man did not stop to check. However,  after a miles journey when something kept rubbing against his ankles he reached for it and gripped the furry skin and bone of goat’s leg. As he ran his hand through the leg he realized that it had assumed an enormous length.  It were the goat’s legs, touching the ground and dragging all along, they were now longer than the horse’s legs. The man panicked, pulling his hands away he jumped from the horseback.  Next morning he was found, burning with fever, by a few villagers. The man had lived long enough to tell and retell his experience and ‘the story passed on from one generation to another and finally came to our village’ said the storyteller, as he will always say this line while ending each story.

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It has been exactly 1 year and 23 days that I posted my first blog. I had planned to post 24 blogs through the year but they exceeded to 27.  These have been viewed in more than half of the countries around the world but most of the views have been in United States, United Kingdom, Europe, Emirates, Japan,  South East Asia and South Asian countries with Pakistan and India topping the list.

I started with a brief introduction to Indus Civilization. Seven months later I described the benevolence of the river that gave birth to the Civilization.  This was followed by another blog about the fish symbol that still haunts the region.

Blogs are under five categories. Pre-historic and pre-Islamic category turned out to be a favorite with the readers with a lot of interest in the Buddhist past of Pakistan. My first blog on this topic  was received very well and so was the latest which tells the story of the discovery of Buddha’s remains near Peshawar and their transportation to Burma where they are kept safe in a pagoda in Mandalay.  My favorite on this subject is the one I wrote on Sudheran jo Thal as it inspires me to explore more Buddhist past. Sufi Islam too has been a favorite with the readers especially when it is accompanied by music, here is a sample. A few blocks are on my home district Tharparkar and the ancient miseries that continue to lurk over its parched land. And finally I posted on the elections of May 2013 which echoed with the slogan of ‘Naya Pakistan.’

Along with the blogs I published my short stories ‘Obscure Women Obscure Stories: A Pakistani Trilogy.’

I want to say that inspiration of writing came to me from many sources but the encouragement to write came only from you. Whenever I checked my statistics and discovered that somewhere someone in the world is reading my blog I got ready to write another. Please keep reading and enjoying.

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Hello Friends – My book “Obscure Women Obscure Stories” is now also available for download on your iPad, iPhone and iPod Touch. Please download and let me know what you think. I hope you enjoy it and share these stories with your friends as well.
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/obscure-women-obscure-stories/id590882239?mt=11

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A Happy New Year to the readers of ParveenTalpur.com!

In 2012, through my blog I was able to not only express my opinion, but to hear many of you who took the time to read my ideas and respond with your own. In the process, I have made some good friends that would have never come about had this little blog not launched in May 2012.

I want to thank you for your continued interest – I really mean that – and I hope to present even more engaging stories for you in 2013.

I am pleased to let you know that “Obscure Women Obscure Stories,” my newest trilogy of Pakistani Short Stories, is now available for download on your Kindle through Amazon. Click here.

Acclaim for Obscure Women Obscure Stories

Frances De Pontes Peebles (author of “The Seamstress”) calls it “Heartfelt and ambitious”; Kirsten Wasson (author of “Almost Everything Takes Forever”) says “[Obscure Women Obscure Stories] is written in an original compelling voice”; Amjed Qamar (author of “Beneath My Mother’s Feet”) says “Obscure Women Obscure Stories is rich with historical detail.”

The Stories

Obscure Women Obscure Stories covers three stories, listed below:

•As democracy ushers in a new era in Pakistan, Wadero Ali Khan, in the heat of his campaign, is faced with a controversial issue. He finds a unique solution to the problem that is more scandalous than the problem itself.

•“Where is my fortune,” a young Bhaag Bhari asks. “It’s all around you. The desert is your fortune,” she is told. Luck always comes to Bhaag Bhari in strange ways and she must pay the price of every gift that comes her way.

•Bina whips up interest in her Pakistani cooking classes in a small college town in upstate New York. But the terrorist attack on the Twin Towers change everything.

Obscure Women Obscure Stories reveals a Pakistan beyond the monotonous day-to-day straight reporting of its military and political developments. The three stories set in different time periods and geographical locales weave the past and present through an engaging narrative that grips the reader with crisp dialog, intriguing plot points – and the vulnerability of women in hostile surroundings.

From thunderous political rallies and rustic remote shrines, to the inner world of surreal sufi experiences and the household of a landlord politician, Obscure Women Obscure Stories takes the readers on a spectacular journey across the landscape of time and space.

Please let me know what you think of Obscure Women Obscure Stories. Download Now.

I look forward to sharing my ideas and hearing yours in 2013. All the best.

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