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Qissa-Kahaani Banaam Heer Ranjha

In life we part; in death we meet: The story of Heer and Ranjha,love in life.love is life,

Some stories never die; they are told again and again, from time to time, place to place, author to author. One such is the story of Heer and Ranjha. About six centuries old now, it was first narrated in verse by one DamodarArora during the reign of Emperor Akbar. Damodar was a native of Jhang where the story is broadly based and he had heard it from one Raja Ram Khatri who is supposed to be an eyewitness to all that happened. Since then it has been narrated variously and in various languages, both in verse and prose. One of the most notable narratives came from Waris Shah in 1766, apart from several others in Sindhi, Haryanavi, Hindi, Urdu, Persian, and English. In Persian alone, there are as many as twenty versions of this story and in Urdu not less than fifteen.

Independence day Urdu word slogan

Stairway to Freedom

Relive the freedom struggle through these Urdu Words.

The struggle for freedom has long and arduous till it reached the destined day.

All dignity, all majesty to him who is known as Nazeer

Mahima Us Ki Hi Rahe Jis Ka Nao Najeer

All dignity, all majesty to him who is known as Nazeer

Nazeer was a poet of the masses. He was a common man, wrote of the common people, and in the common language. 

Rekhta Blog Premchand

We Haven’t Served Premchand Well, Have We?

Much of what we think or say about Premchand today is usually clichéd. We have been made to believe that this literary major of our times was only a fiction writer, and a Hindi fiction writer to be precise, who emerged and stayed on primarily as a storyteller of rural life. All these are sheer misrepresentations that need to be redressed.

Rekhta Blog Kaif Bhopali

Kaif Bhopali: The artist who used words as colors!

Remembering Kaif Bhopali on his twenty seventh death anniversary

A commendable lyricist, an ingenious poet and above all a soulful artist who stays alive in our collective memory

Mumbai city Rekhta blog

Shahr Namaah Banaam Mumbai

I am Mumbai. Not long ago, I was known as Bombay. Still some call me by my old name because they love me– as one loves a dear one by names more than one.

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