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Lums Daily StudentSummer DilemmaWritten by Muhammad Hamza Siddiqui This is the time when most of you would be enjoying summer vacations at your homes or at an internship hoping out of hope that these beautiful days would never end. Some of you will be having a grueling experience during the internship that you regret today but will be boasting about tomorrow (out of habit). However, for the majority, internship woes are better than the bombardment of quizzes that daily barrage our peaceful lives. So, this is you time, to celebrate the blessing of home-cooked food, to catch up on those deferred hours of...Fifa World Cup 2010- Lessons To LearnWritten by Yasir Dewan Even before the start of the Fifa World Cup, heated debates on Waka Waka and Wavin' Your Flag kept millions of fans busy. The ever-moving Jabulani ball was the centre of talk in most of the press conferences and media addressed. Pundits were predicting that this World cup would be a goal fest thanks to the Jabulani ball. Many thought that the African soil was more suited for a rugby or boxing mega event, but the Africans were ready for this "once in a lifetime" experience. So it all... A Day In The LifeWritten by Maheen Rashid Ali had tuned his girlfriend out. The last he had actively listened she had been talking about Gaza and a panic attack she had experienced a year ago and how, she believed, the two linked together. It was not like what she was talking about bored him. On the contrary, he found it extremely interesting. Interesting enough, in fact, for him to Google the Gaza issue and anxiety disorders while still providing cursory verbal cues in to his phone’s receiver for his girlfriend’s...Hiroshima, Mon AmourWritten by Ghazal Asif The Atomic-Bomb Dome is pink. This was unexpected. Grey in a lot of places, black here and there, but there was pink. The red bricks had worn down to a pleasant warm tone, and the iron arches that formed the skeleton of the dome itself were freshly painted. A warm, drizzling rain had started to fall on our way over from the station. Leafy green trees stood about, partly obscuring the building from the busy street, but not quite enough–the tram stopped just opposite and a line of people...You Are Nothing But a NotionWritten by Anonymous Love may not be the only emotionBut it is what I think ofWhen you come to mindWhen I think of youOf you, and of your horsesYour scent and your voiceYour shadows in the blazing lights of dusk....I fear I might fallBut then I thank godFor I was not riding your horses at all.I fear you may see meYou are right aheadBut just then I rememberIts dusk and you are night blind.....I fear again that I might fallBut soon enough I look down and seeThere is no water underneathNo mud, no sand, no...More Articles...Page 1 of 41 |
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