PAKISTAN
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A PAKISTANI PARABLE
AUTHOR: The Memorist // CATEGORY: Grief, Legends, Life, Magic, Musings, Pakistan
No CommentsThere was once a hakim, a wise man, living in a large airy house in the middle of a dusty village. Legend about his wisdom had spread far and wide, stories of his ability to cure people surpassed even his skill. If the need arose, they even whispered, he could bring patients back from the jaws of death…
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BEING HUMAN
AUTHOR: The Memorist // CATEGORY: Family, Life, Musings, Nostalgia, Pakistan, Technology, The Future
2 CommentsMemory loss does funny things to people. In Radiolab’s podcast “Loops,” a woman talks about having Transient Global Amnesia – a form of temporary amnesia in which a person loses the ability to form new memories, an affliction that lasts up to 24 hours and which has no known cause. For 3 or 4 hours, her brain was stuck on a 90 second loops – she would ask the same sets of questions of her daughter, and make the same comments and observations for 90 seconds before her brain reset and began again, from the beginning. Once the brain starts to recover however, the loops of time grow longer….90 seconds to 5 minutes to half an hour to a day, until the brain recovers enough to remember things once more.
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THE CRACKPOTS AND THESE WOMEN
AUTHOR: The Memorist // CATEGORY: Musings, Nostalgia, Pakistan, Social Justice, Travel
No CommentsA few months ago, there was this heart-wrenching story, about an Afghan woman who was raped by her cousin’s husband, and when she informed the police, was jailed for immoral conduct and adultery. She was offered freedom for a price: if released, she would have to marry her rapist in order to bring honor back to her family and her tribe.
If I got into how disgusted I am by this story, or how much frustration I feel at the people who profess to follow the same faith as me, this blog post would not be brief or particularly civil. But this story reminded me of the woman who helped raise me in the first year of my life, before my parents left everything in Pakistan behind for America.
To be fair, my parents had no idea at first that she was a convicted murderess.
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