Profile cover photo
Profile photo
Abdul Fatir
55 followers
55 followers
About
Posts

Post has attachment
The Origin(?) of the fable An Appointment in Samarra: Sherlock Season 4
An Appointment in Samarra is W. Somerset Maugham's retelling of an ancient Mesopotamian tale which is about the encounter of death (or the angel of death) and a man from Baghdad. Sherlock makes a reference to the tale in episode 1 of season 4. It immediatel...
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
In Quest of Making a Master Poet
You might have noticed, I titled this post “ ... of Making ... ” instead of “... of Being ...” and you'll get to know why. So, I thought, who would write poetry like me after I die? To address the issue at hand, I started thinking of ways I could use my kno...
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
No, You'll not get 36 books!
Of late, I've been seeing a surge of lucrative status updates on Facebook in which the premise is giving people books as Christmas/New Year presents. The statement goes as follows: “The best present one can give is a book. This will truly be an amazing end ...
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
Am I Institutionalized?
It is four in the morning and I’ve still not fallen asleep. I think I have gone crazy, a retard, or maybe I am institutionalized. What is institutionalized, you ask? Institutionalized like Brooks was in — The Shawshank Redemption. I think I’ve become so use...
Am I Institutionalized?
Am I Institutionalized?
blog.abdulfatir.com
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
The Hour Before Nightfall
When your hair have gray streaks And your skin is wrinkled, withered. When your bones become frail. I'll be there in all those ebbs And when the water crosses the line. I'll be your stick so you do not fall And when you do fall My hand will be there Ready t...
The Hour Before Nightfall
The Hour Before Nightfall
blog.abdulfatir.com
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
O Slumber!
O puissant! Intoxicating slumber, Wherefore art thou lost? Far and wide I dig thee, Through all temper and frost. Say, Beloved Sleep! Where art thou found? Under these lids ye silently creep, Fly me to a world with peace profound, Walking through dreams and...
O Slumber!
O Slumber!
blog.abdulfatir.com
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
A Memoir May Remain
Soon I'll be gone with an expeditious stream, On a swift time torrent as flick of a dream, How much ever you may try you won't hold, An emotion seldom summons once sold. All marks of my existence will flow in a drain, Alas! In a nook of your heart a memoir ...
A Memoir May Remain
A Memoir May Remain
blog.abdulfatir.com
Add a comment...

Post has attachment
Stopping By The Woods ... Continued
Desire in my heart forms a heap, Stunned by woods' beauty, I weep. But I won't stop 'cause there are, Acres of corn field yet to reap. Both the thoughts are still at par, My heart with mind is caught in war, Leaving the snowy woods I've to move, Following t...
Add a comment...
Wait while more posts are being loaded