زهٔ بې نامه بې نشانه نامور يم
ورک مې مهٔ ګڼه، پښتو پسې به ورک يم /#کامل

Dost Muhammad Khan Kamil Momand (#DOTD) – A Poet, Historian, Critic, Researcher, Lawyer, Humorist, Theologian, Multilingual Scholar, and Founding Memeber of “Olasi Adabi Jirga.”

Thread🧵 قبيله مې حسن خېل ده په مومند کښې
مېشته شوې په تپه کښې د خټک يم /#کامل

Born to Faojun Khan, a Senior Judge, on 16 Sep, 1915 at Mohallah Khuda Daad, Peshawar. He studied at, Islamia College Peshawar (1934), Edwards College (1936) and Aligarh Muslim University (1938).

[Jeff Buckley on Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan]

#Thread Hallelujah singer Jeff Buckley has spoken at length about his admiration for what Nusrat does, referred to him as his own version of Elvis (“He’s my Elvis, that’s my guy” –Live at Sin-é, 1993) and he even wrote the liner notes for the NFAK’s ‘The Supreme Collection’.

A extremely rare photo of Bacha Khan with Rabindranath Tagore. #Tagore161 Bacha Khan had sent his son Ghani Khan to study at Tagore's abode, Shantiniketan in West Bengal.

[Tolstoy or Dostoevsky]

Is it either/or? Can you adore both?

Thus, even beyond their deaths, the two novelists stand in contrariety. Tolstoy, the foremost heir to the traditions of the epic, Dostoevsky, one of the major dramatic tempers after Shakespeare; Tolstoy, the mind intoxicated with reason and fact; Dostoevsky, the contemner of rationalism, the great lover of paradox; Tolstoy, the poet of the land, of the rural setting and the pastoral mood; Dostoevsky, the arch-citizen, the master-builder of ...

[The Mother Of My Children|Ghani Khan]

In human form a poet's dream;
A heavenly melody, ambient, serene;
A flower from heaven by nature divine;
A form pure, ethereal, the heart saintly light;
There was thus created, young Ghani's beloved-
Iranian in beauty, in honour Afghan.

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Ghani dedicated his book to Roshan Bibi in these words:

In that environment of darkness and pain I had but one candle to light the way; and these the flowers of my youth and ecstasy, which hv blossomed in this dark and dank garden- and of which I'hv made this wilting bouquet- >