Hulleye Comes By!

so i know a punk called sasha in england. she’ll be writing here once in a while. you can read her first post on gestalt here. she joins the other contributing author on this blog, superchode and you can hope to read some fun stuff from them soon.

Cricketing legend and Pakistan Tahreek-e-Insaf (PTI) chief Imran Khan along with a large number of party’s workers left Lahore in a motorcade for Shahiwal for the opening salvo of a movement against Musharraf’s government.

According to media reports, the Shahiwal administration has refused permission to him for holding a public meeting or taking out a procession in the open ground fearing law and order situation. They have advised him to address the gathering anywhere within the boundary walls or at any of the marriage halls, but without the use of loudspeakers.

Prior to departing for Shahiwal, Imran Khan reportedly told media, “Our movement is peaceful, therefore, the government should not put hurdles in its way, otherwise, all the responsibility for the situation will lie on the administration.” Khan also said the other opposition parties should also resign from the assemblies, following MMA. Friday evening, an Indian TV channel aired a program in which Imran Khan discussed cricket, politics and personal life with the Indian audience.

In an NDTV program ‘India kare sawal’ (India ask question with Imran) the former cricket captain, Imran Ahmad Khan Niyazi, replying to a question was frank enough to say that he feared bowling to West Indian batsman Viv Richards. When asked about Brian Lara and Tendulkar, Imran told that bowling to a left hander was easiest for him and Lara is a left hander. Khan also said that Lara or Tendulkar never destroyed any pace attack - rather they milked the pace attack while Richards tore apart the best ever fast attack in the history of Cricket.

Talking about the role of coach, he supported those who have some experience of International cricket and he also said that it is better if a coach has been a captain.

Imran Khan wondered as what Bob Woolmer does with his laptop, what does he see in the laptop which cannot be seen otherwise. The cause of Pakistan defeat in the Champions trophy was the lack of aggressive approach from the Pakistan team, he said.

Imran Khan once again supported the inclusion of genuine fast bowler Mohammed Sami and criticized his exclusion from the team. He also said that Australians won the tournament because of their attacking cricketing style.

On the return of democracy in Pakistan Imran said that Pakistan is on the path of recovery and no power could now stop Pakistan from enjoying the fruits of democracy. He also said that democracy is the only way or government which is acceptable and successful throughout the world.

Replying to a question on veil (burqa) he said that one should be allowed to veil if one is allowed to unveil or strip off. He particularly emphasized over the freedom of choice. On Pakistan-India relation he said that when you cannot change your neighbors it is important to learn to live together and sort out all the problems politically.

In the end he said that cricket is a past for him and he never looks back to past but for one reason and that it is learn from the past. Imran Khan was hopeful of the younger generation of the subcontinent who will make the life better and nation happier, he said. Replying to a personal question he said that he wants his son Sulaiman to become a good human being.

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Omniscience. Now that would be the epitome of perfection! To be within it all; encompassed; surrounded and surrounding. A gestalt approach to existence. You are the cage; you are the sand; you are the cat; you are the mouse. You are the camera; you are, potentially, human.

The gestalt approach is most often used in dream therapy and calls for the dreamer to role play and identify with each part of the dreamscape. i skipped gestalt 101 but its not rocket science and its quite easy to grasp. We understand that a cage is an object designed only to confine and reluctantly free; that sand is illusionary and slips too easily between loosened fingers - from one end of the hourglass of love to the other end of loss or hate. We understand that every story has two polar opposites; lovers and haters; friends and enemies - protagonists and antagonists.

On a not so complete tangent: photography is the selfish craft of capturing your perspective and pawning it off as omniscient objectivity. To force another to believe in the reality of the contents of the frame. The shot will invariably land in albums, web-galleries, blogs etc and because it is deemed an actual image and not an artist’s painted perspective, everyone will believe and accept whole-heartedly, unreservedly, religiously even, that the images and words neatly printed and bound are reality.

Personify the sand; be each grain filling a blank canvas, coating its emptiness with deceptive intentions. You are the prey flying behind the hunter; you are the shifting ground the prey spins upon; you are absorbing the blood of food chain victory. This has become survival of the fittest. The cat is caged, a hunter confined. Yet, this creature is proud, sleek. she is confident and dominating while maintaining a natural state of relaxation. Every movement of bone beneath skin is revealed without care. The predator usually wins - any deviance from this lends to madness. Once established that death is eminent, acceptance should naturally ensue. The mouse’s cage is delicately placed in an opposing corner; the latch is removed and the victim is released from this detention chamber. You refuse to role play this underdog; it is not a positively calculated risk; mathematics and science do not enter this equation. A hopeless predicament bound to the constraints of history and the rigid and unmoving laws of nature’s wilderness. Thus, the only option available is to run in panicked frenzy from the hunter’s thirst for blood.

Voyeurism, in mainstream society, is often frowned upon as an immoral act of cowardice. Yet the camera is a part of this human, merged into the body as if this very machine was a new and currently unidentified limb eagerly waiting for nature to appear in the artificial; waiting for the prey to be gloriously defeated without challenge. The mouse runs, the cat chases; a primal re-enactment of conflict at its most crude and basic moment.

Anything chased will inevitably run away. So don’t chase the scene; let the scene chase you, reveal itself to you; your anticipating eyes open wide watching as the cat approaches its prize. Watching as the mouse turns, spinning above the uneven ground, tiny claws out, teeth exposed. The mouse screeches, refusing to be taken without some resistance.

Click. Flash. The moment is captured like perfection before the sacrifice to more powerful beings, happily ingested. The image returns, birthed as nature obscures the artificial. The sand is now real; the cat is real; the camera is real; omniscience is real.

Humanity is artificial.