Pak Tea House in the eve of 13th September 2014

DSCN1888 (Medium)Environment right after entering the Pak tea House did not speak of any literary discussion or activities and I, along with my mate, decided to go upstairs where the memoirs of Urdu literature received us. Light yellow bulbs and pictures of the literary legends hanging on walls enhanced the impact of the bygone days when the writer or poet used to write for the reader and the reader would read and appreciate what they wrote. In the evening of 13th September 2014, both had gone with the wind of time. Reader had jumped to the computer table or laptop and drowned into the sea of internet while the writers and poets were busy in writing things which could earn handsome money for him/her.

DSCN1889 (Medium)Literature for life had been replaced with a utilitarianism and the chairs were occupied by the people discussing either their petty personal issues or having a ‘gossip’ with their mates. New furniture, along with new requirements of the day, was perhaps fit for the people of this sort, I thought. There were no more Meera G, Hafeez Jalandhari, Mumtaz Mufti, Nasir Kazmi, Sa’adat hasan Manto, Abid Ali Abid, Ashfaq Ahmad, Bano Qudsia, Doctor Wazeer Agha, Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi, A. Hameed, and others sitting on chairs. Which names of today will be hung on the walls of tomorrow? The question appears with No one or very few. Decline of the book has taken its toll; youth of the modern day was playing with its mobiles.

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