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Muhabbat Ka
neela Rang is Ammar Masood’s maiden effort in prose. A
collection of 22 short stories, each set in a particularly
momentous moment of time, swaddled in various shades of love.
These are real ‘short stories’ by definition; short, directed
and convincing. Most of the stories are done as monologues, an
expression which is considered to be the toughest approach in
prose writing. The language though, is kept simple and
understandable. The words form a rhythmic flow of phrases that
captures the readers and charms the listeners in an enchanting
world of fiction.
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Unlike what
the title of the book indicates, these short stories cover an
ample range of subjects other than love. There are stories
about human emotions and behaviors; like. Then there are
stories about the social attributes customary to our society
like Ironic and satirical Time bound like and situation based
& the most interesting and enlightening are the philosophical
ones. About a quarter of the stories are purely symbolic.
The book opens with an extremely
well written Deebacha (foreword) about the story
of the story itself, written as a personification of the
story, followed by acknowledgements and dedication.
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First of the
stories is Dastak.
Written as a monologue, it’s the story of a blind man who
lives in a world of sounds and voices. His perception is based
on the sounds that are sieved through his hearing all day
long. The story digs into a blind man’s life like seeing the
world through a blind man’s eyes.
Gulabi Ribbon is a
beautiful sarcasm on the beaurocratic evils of the system we
are surviving. It’s about an extremely competent man who is
thoroughly wasted by the parameters of a social system where
he has to look after survival and not utility.
Sabit Qadam is
another comprehensive narrative of our system. It revolves
around the treacherous methods that are inevitable to use for
a Government officer to survive the alligators of the society
gone astray.
Speedah-e-Seher,
Writing Table & a few others point out the social pressures
prevalent. Social reactions to Handicaps, infertility,
economic constraints and urbanization are all being addressed
as the ghastly realities of our society.
Another very interesting effort is “Yar
–e- man bea”. Written while following the
footsteps of Bano Qudsia, (inspiration admitted by the writer)
this story flows like a calm river and one is completely
mesmerized by the take on the only 2 characters that appear; a
lost-in-love gentleman & the love smitten woman he encounters
throughout his life carrying a different persona every time
Till her last breath, she wonders if it’s possible for a human
to love someone again. And ironically, they both have a
disagreement answering this.
8:52 & 9/11 are both written in the perspective of
international events of Pakistan’s earthquake and WTC crash;
the subject being very bold for a fiction writer. 8:52 tells a
story of a new life springing in the middle of a chaotic
disaster where life was coming to an end all around. It
symbolizes how life would always keep moving ahead despite
everything.
Mohabbat ka neela
rang is a layman’s love for something he can not even dare to
desire.Siddique Rangrez is a hardworking dyer in the middle of
a downtown market. He is once visited by a lady clad in a blue
Sarri, in a blue car, with blue jewels and hands him some
clothes to be dyed blue. One look at her and the biggest
reality of life is dawned upon him. He develops an inane
association with blue and his brain gets stuck to the point
where he thinks Love is Blue in color.
Barf ki sil, Kunj-e-khwab and
Alamton ka jungle use a lot of similes,
symbolism and philosophy. But the best of the symbolism comes
in a package called Mehwar.
Mehwar is a
universal story of human bounds and limitations & the circle
of fate and destiny that a man is unable to escape. The story
moves in parallel lines where a felon, is looking back on his
life. Raised by a religious scholar, he still is unable to
restrain his insurgent immoral nature. The story moves in
short unrelated spans, which ultimately are all the parts of
the same big nexus called life.
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