A conversation with Sócrates on the meaning of beauty in football.
Clearly, we’re all bros here.
that part in Mammo where they go to the cinema to watch Garm Hava oh god ;____;
Here in Manto’s own hand are the words he wanted to mark his grave:
In the name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful
Here lies Saadat Hasan Manto and with him lie buried all the secrets and mysteries of the art of short story writing…Under tons of earth he lies, still wondering who among the two is the greater short story writer: God or he.
Saadat Hasan Manto
18 August 1954