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Norman Rockwell (1894-1978) “Karachi, Pakistan” two studies for unused Pan American Airlines advertising illustration (1956)
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#thunderstorm alert in karachi#thunderstorm in karachi#heavy rain alert#rain in karachi#Karachi Pakistan#moto vlog#bike tour#Youtube
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Farzin Yezishne, a Zoroastrian mobed (priest), performs a blessing ceremony at a home in Karachi, Pakistan. He wears a veil to protect the purity of the fire.
MATTHIEU PALEY
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Youths from the Pakistani Hindu community pose for a photo as they celebrate the Holi festival in Karachi.

Students shower flower petals during Holi celebrations, at a blind school in Kolkata, India.
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"'امر پریم کا اگر کوئی لاڈ کا نام ہوتا تو 'سرما کی دھوپ' ہوتا۔"
- سمیرا حمید، یارم

"Amar prem ka agar koi laad ka naam hota tw sarmaa ki dhoop hota."
Sumera Hameed, Yaram.
#dhoop#sarma ki dhoop#sardiyan#karachi ki sardi#paktumblr#desi tumblr#just desi things#desi larki#life of a desi girl#pakistan#desi culture#urdu aesthetic#pakistani aesthetics#urdu stuff#sumera hameed#yaram
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chasing a distant dream, while the city whispered its secrets to the dark.
#artists on tumblr#karachi#pakistan#street photography#night#sonyalpha#photographers on tumblr#urban photography
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Street barber in Karachi, Pakistan
Pakistani vintage postcard, mailed in 1953 to Athis-Mons, France
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Here's to some that actually did manage to survive the ( at least comparative) negligence, and the process of fading to the background of a concrete jungle
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i have just found out about him and i have two finals tomorrow but im just so enthralled with mr bryn jones. Like what was wrong with Muslimgauze? What was right with him? why was a mediocore white man who was middle class and living with his fam in england producing so intensively for Islamic and Muslim struggles despite never reverting? he produced with the little amount of money he made off his albums. he signed so many labels and put so much out its hard to truly understand his production and music, or the progression of his mental state. why did he have an album named muhammad ali jinnah? what parallel did he see between karachi and algiers? in a time period where the palestinian cause did not matter to most westerners, and h*um*us was just a food, why did he create so extensively when his music was not even gaining traction? why was he so opposed to zionism when it wasn't popular in his region? he was described as a man who had little time or care for things besides his interests. why was a man who had never left his home in england so outspoken for the barbaric acts committed against african, arab and southasian mainly Islamic countries? after malcolm x this is a man i would like to meet. was he simply provocative and a fetish loving orientalist? or was there something else behind his themes and concepts?
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"Indian beauty, Leila Haroon".
Karachi, Pakistan, 1957.
Chalk and crayon.
by Dr Lily Eversdijk-Smulders
Lily Eversdijk-Smulders (1903-1994), portrait painter and lawyer.
She obtained her degree of Doctor of Law at the University of Leiden, Holland. After few years as a lawyer, she decided to dedicate herself to the arts. She travelled to Bali, Japan, China, all of West Asia, the Sahara desert, Central Africa, India and South America. She always travelled alone and mingled with the crowd in the countries she visited.
Through a curious set of circumstances, was adopted as a daughter by a Tibetan Redcap lama. Her book, Enigmatic Tibet published by Vantage Press Inc. New York, 1971, tells the story.
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The reality around me feels like a disorder in the real, for we have constructed it not with critical thought, but through imitative behavior. In doing so, we've substituted genuine reality with the imaginary and the symbolic, creating a perpetual loop of hyperreality.
I find myself unable to reconcile with this fabricated world, as it exists in a constant state of chaos. Every interaction, every observation, and every moment spent with others only deepens my sense of alienation, embellishing my awareness of the fragility and dissonance inherent in the human condition. In a city like Karachi, where the pulse of life relentlessly beats, I cannot help but perceive its people as inhabiting a 'modest-graveyard of humanness'—a colony not of free individuals, but of souls (in it's very materiality) trapped in an endless cycle of societal decay, denseness and, cold.
This sense of disconnection is only intensified after engaging with spaces like LinkedIn, where the ceaseless chase for superficial success and hollow aspirations further alienates me from the raw, authentic human experience.
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