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Sanam Marvi enthrals Parisians at Theatre de la Ville, Paris, France

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Paris (Imran Y. CHOUDHRY):- Pakistani folk, sufi and spiritual singer, Sanam Marvi enthralled a jam-packed audience on Sunday with her performance at the Theatre de la Ville, Paris. The concert, which was co-organized by Embassy of Pakistan and Theatre de la Ville, provided a rare opportunity to Parisians to listen to a Pakistani singer known not just for her powerful singing but also as a symbol of the spiritual heritage of Pakistan.

Ambassador of Pakistan, Madam Mumtaz Zahra Baloch appreciated the mesmerizing performance of Madam Sanam Marvi and her team and thanked the management of the Theatre de la Ville for bringing Pakistani music to life once again in Paris – the city of lights. She acknowledged the role played by Theatre management led by Soudabeh Kia, Conseillere Musique du Monde in patronizing art and music from around the world as earlier late Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan has also performed at the theatre.

Ambassdor Madam Baloch emphasized that in today’s world, ‘cultural diplomacy’ connects people, societies and countries. She expressed delight at the success of the sold-out concert of Sanam Marvi at the Theatre de la Ville and expressed the hope that further collaborations will take place in performing arts between Pakistan and France.

Speaking about her experience, Sanam Marvi said that ‘music is the spice of life and we love our traditional music’. She was overwhelmed by the presence and appreciation of a large international crowd. Born in the province of Sindh, Pakistan, Sanam Marvi started singing at an early age and has gained international recognition for her unique style of singing folk and sufi music.

The management of Theatre de la Ville highlighted that performances like that of Sanam Marvi provide an opportunity for music lovers in France to enjoy international music. They highlighted that ‘music has no boundaries’ and the main aim of the programme was to reinforce love for international music among the French audiences and to introduce to them foreign artists and the countries they represent.

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To Each His Own: A Gentle Reflection on Human Flaws and Divine Justice by Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee from Harmony

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May I have enough tolerance,

Not to take offence;

At whatever character trait

The other may portray:

If he does not possess….

….A sense of humour

Or enjoys spreading

Every once in a while….

A rumour.

Enjoys coming late,

Or does not felicitate.

Why does that foul my mood?

When I sometimes am up to no good.

Do I not see reason,

In the coming season;

What harm can

A living, loving soul,

Do to my whole?

If God has pronounced

The Day of Judgement,

To account for every one’s temperament,

Who am I to be displeased, When somehodv does that or this.

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Innocence: A Reflection on Love, Suspicion, and the Quiet Distance Between Hearts by Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee from Harmony

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Huddled close by, yet far from the fire blazing.

Watching the cinders creating in the light, the night,

Hush, hush in subdued tones they sat whispering,

The vegetation surrounding them swaying, to and fro in the door,

The draft humming and wheezing through the cracks,

In the corner, the phone as silent as a graveyard,

The settee and settlers comfortable in its warn embrace,

Victorian paintings in the background, depicting grace,

The image of romance portrayed,

Tring, tring, the bell of the telephone sounds,

The wife speaks to her husband’s company,

Suspicions aroused, seething with rage and jealously,

She bangs the phone and envisages the courts,

Breaking the bond of trust that friendship is all about,

Between man and woman so clean and so pure, Yet so distant and aloof to the short sighted.

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Buzz Off Telephone: A Satirical Reflection on Modern Chaos and Connection by Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee from Harmony

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Be hold and me apprise

Of the current inflation and rise

In atta prices and the general

And of course dowries too

Acquaint you I shall with the

So called water and loo

Escapism with my telephone

From the hullabaloo

Hi, Hullo, how do you do?

Hadn’t we just met

Before an hour or two

Serves me right

If it was hate at first sight,

Out a sight, sorry upright, my telephone

Bill read

Not in units, tens but in hundreds

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