PART IThe night is dark, the waves rise mounatain high,And such a storm is raging!What do the pedestrians know of my plight movingUpon the shore that's safe and dry?HAFIZ1NIGHT envelops the city, covering it like a blanket. In the dim starlight roofs and houses and by-lanes lie asleep, wrapped in a restless slumber, breathing heavily as the heat becomes oppressive or shoots through the body like pain. In the courtyards, on the roofs, in the by-lanes, on the roads, men sleep on bare beds, half naked, tired after the sore day's labour.To Laurence Branderandthe memory of my parentsCopyright 1940, 1966, 1984, 1991, 1994 by Ahmed AliAll rights reserved. Except for brief passages quoted in a newspaper, magazine, radio, or television review, no part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying and recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the Publisher.First published by the Hogarth Press, London, 1940First published as New Directions Paperbook 782 in 1994.Manufactured in the United States of AmericaNew Directions Books are printed on acid-free paperPublished simultaneously in Canada by Penguin Books Canada LimitedNew Directions Books are published for James Laughlinby New Directions Publishing Corporation,80 Eight Avenue, New York 10011
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Twilight in Delhi - Opening
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