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Hooked!
I am so happy to see that MAG has finally become a full colour magazine. I must compliment you on how fantastic it looks. I’ve always been a big fan and this has just made me more impressed. I’m hooked! Keep up the great work guys!
-Tahira
Via e-mail
More for your
money!
I am a huge fan of MAG. I simply devour the magazine from cover to cover as soon as I receive it. It is unbelievable that so much information can be had in MAG for such a reasonable price while other magazines sell for well over Rs. 100, only to give us pictures, pictures and more pictures! It’s high time others followed MAG’s example and gave their readers some actual reading material rather than mere fluff!
-Anoushey
Karachi
New and
Improved
Wow! So many changes in MAG! I am enjoying the new all-colour MAG and the articles that come with it. I loved Saif Ali Khan’s interview, but why was girlfriend Kareena on your cover? Saif would have looked hotter! And it would have been yet another change for MAG - to have a man on the cover. Also loved the wonderful designs by Nasreen Sheikh last week. Perfect for upcoming weddings! So, whatever it is that you are doing with MAG, keep it up. We like it!
Maham
Via e-mail
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Nowhere
Bound
His boots still echo on faded ground
As I remember clearly now
Whispering, "Don't look now, but it’s going to rain,"
I spelt in his palm
"Forlorn fingers want you to keep this love alive
Stay with me so no one can see us crying,"
A blue cloud with a silver lining passed us by
The bad luck of mud in his boots now unlined
We spent days on the jagged side those September evenings
It was as if I had walked a thousand miles
Yet we were nowhere bound
Nowhere bound
"Some things in life are simple and fun, girl,” he teased
A gush of wind pushing away a brown lock of his hair
Tanned over a sun-scorched face, we kissed
Through mud and tears and wet winter evenings
I'm with you, woman" is all he said.
I giggled, "Do we run away from trouble or truth,
Do we spend our lives in search of the unknown?"
“Life's a hard lesson,” he pushed me in the car
The sun blazed on a lazy Karachi afternoon
As we screamed, "People of the world
We love and are nowhere bound."
His hand in mine, we drove away.
-Ambz Vahidy
Karachi
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