Discover and read the best of Twitter Threads about #snuffingoutthemoon
Most recents (2)
7 years ago, on January 18, 2016, I wrote:
“Bitterly cold day as I cross No Man's Land. Off to pay my respects at the Martyrs' Well in Ajnala where the bodies of native sepoys (who rebelled at the Mianmir Cantt in Lahore in 1857 & who were summarily executed at Ajnala) were 1/n
“Bitterly cold day as I cross No Man's Land. Off to pay my respects at the Martyrs' Well in Ajnala where the bodies of native sepoys (who rebelled at the Mianmir Cantt in Lahore in 1857 & who were summarily executed at Ajnala) were 1/n
disposed on a rainy day all those years ago.”
It was to be a memorable trip as some elderly Sikh gentlemen present at the site received very warmly a person who suddenly stepped out of the fog - and across the fog - spoke to them in Punjabi and respectfully asked to be guided 2/n
It was to be a memorable trip as some elderly Sikh gentlemen present at the site received very warmly a person who suddenly stepped out of the fog - and across the fog - spoke to them in Punjabi and respectfully asked to be guided 2/n
on the place & its history. Initially they were a bit taken aback. Yes I too revere them as you do I told them. Their valor & common cause unites us far above & beyond what divides us today.
The images of the place still haunt me. As was expected I barely managed to catch my 3/n
The images of the place still haunt me. As was expected I barely managed to catch my 3/n
Remembering #Anarkali (from #SnuffingOuttheMoon)"he caught sight of a pomegranate tree & its blood‑red blossoms—& he thought of Anarkali. Only a score of years had passed & yet, Anarkali was already a legend
rather than a memory. Being entombed alive in a wall had
that effect 1/
rather than a memory. Being entombed alive in a wall had
that effect 1/
But that face—like a dew-covered pomegranate blossom—still lingered in the mind. Had she breathed her last in the close embrace of brick & mortar or was the rumour
true that her mother managed to contrive her escape? In the days after her condemnation by Emperor Akbar for 2/
true that her mother managed to contrive her escape? In the days after her condemnation by Emperor Akbar for 2/
becoming Salim’s paramour, he'd looked for her like a man possessed. But he was destined never to set his eyes on that comely face again. & now all these years had passed & in the few that remained he'd never know. Ah, but to catch a glimpse of that shy & radiant smile once more"
