Carpe Diem
From the Blog gollgappayWhy is it that certain memories anchor you to your reality, and there are others that wash away seemingly without reason? I have forgotten people and time periods of my life. My sisters ask me sometimes, "Do you remember Bilal Uncle?" And my first reaction is, "Who?" And gradually they help me piece an image together. A young man, my father's friend. Peacocks in the vast garden of the hotel where they used to meet for afternoon tea, scones for the adults, ice cream for us girls. Is this memory real or invented or salvaged, I wonder. Do I really remember him, or is he like the character of a movie, and my sisters the screenplay writers who have brought him to life? Yet, there are the briefest of moments that have stayed so fresh in my memory that I remember the tiniest details: thpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
Some Thoughts on Solidarity and Community
From the Blog pakistaniaat *(I had written this article for our Save the UNT Library blog; I think it applies to more than just one cause and that is why I am sharing it ehre)* [image: Community]We live in a world constructed to force us to internalize our own insignificance. Every single day we go on with our daily activities, painfully aware that we are caught in an ever-expanding web of impersonal, totalizing power, a power that has, *à la* Foucault, no source, no origin, no head. Against this impersonal yet palpable power, our narratives of identification are also deeply structured by the images that we see and the stories we read or hear. The greatest fiction perpetuated in this realm of financialized globe is the idea of individual subjectivity according to which, in the great scheme of things, thpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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