The Artsaypunk

Well folks, I’m extremely happy to report that Khurram is on the road to recovery. I decided to wait for a while before posting, because I wanted a report on his recuperation from a reliable source. And since my lingual abilities are still lacking, it was tough to get close to the source. However, today [...]

You know, one thing we all take for granted in Canada is the ole, life-sustaining double-Hydrogen-single-Oxygen cocktail. Our massive, snowbound country has 60% of the world’s fresh water, although our determined efforts are certainly straining the definition of “fresh” these days. I can almost guarantee that anyone who pours a glass of water straight from [...]

First of all, thanks to all of you who sent messages of support and prayer over the last few weeks. It’s been trying, but as usual, time marches on and I suppose it’s time to pick things up again. In a way, I suppose I was hoping that I could come back to the blog [...]

Another hindrance to my blogging last week was my inability to access my own blog. I thought it was my own connection, but then friends started reporting the same problem. I later went on to discover that Blogspot.com had been blocked by Pakistani ISPs. Word on the street is that the Supreme Court decided that [...]

And so, the day started with a bang. Thursday morning, some fanatical maniac slammed his carload of explosives into a U.S. diplomat’s vehicle, setting off a chain of explosions as the natural gas cylinders in surrounding cars exploded as well. Thus, he effectively elevated the route in front of the American Consulate back to its [...]

A few months back, soon after shifting into my latest domicile, I installed a window A/C in the wall opposite my bed. Which, I suppose, makes it less a window A/C than it is a wall A/C, but for the sake of clarity, my intention was to indicate that it is the type of air-conditioner [...]

Yesterday, I was doing the rickshaw walk home from school. By this, I mean that it isn’t that far, but it was 12:30 and stinkin’ hot, and thus, my forward momentum was hampered by my constant, backward neck-craning any time I heard the rattling, staccato snarl of a motor-rickshaw. Now, this is slightly dangerous, in [...]

Know what I love about kids? They’re so funny. You just never know what outrageous statement is coming next. Kind of like Fox News, except, you know, truthful. At school the other day, I was asked to stand in for a teacher who was absent. It was a Grade 5 Urdu class, so I knew [...]

Almost from the time I first planted my dusty, Canadian boots on the still dustier soil of the subcontinent, I have been confronted by the cultural phenomenon that is “George.” A tall (the guy has got to be 6’5″ if he’s an inch… which he is) sandy-haired, Briton he definitely wins all awards for standing [...]

An old faded advert, on the side of a building… Serve Your Guests Whizz! Dip and Drink! I don’t even want to speculate on that last part.