Not all promises are fulfilled the way we expect. Sometimes, what we never receive becomes the reason we rise the highest.
In a quiet village nestled beside the winding waters of the Rohri Canal, where the soil smelled of wheat and river silt, lived the Manjhi family. Their life was humble, stitched together by simplicity, love, and
Seventy-seven years have passed since 1948,
The ruthless year of our diaspora,
Which somehow, we’ve come to accept as a destiny
And a tragic and despicable Palestinian fate.
Since then, we’ve continued to breathe,
Love, learn, laugh, and cry…
We’ve travelled to corners never heard of
And
A Mockery of Civilization
(An Apostrophe to the Bird)
O winged sentinel of the skies,
Perceivest thou not the dolorous firmament?
Doth not the noxious air offend thy senses!
Laden as it is with the metallic stench of blood?
Dost thou not discern the oppressed ones’ wails!
Lamentations of the vanquished
Welcome to Malta! Inspired by the vivid descriptions of Malta in the preface of my first travel book, Musafaton by Altaf Shaikh, my friends—Sunil Lohano, Jibran Baladi, Vickey Wadhwani—and I decided to visit this fascinating country. Malta is a place you could visit time and again. Jibran had even booked the flight tickets, but
Overindulgence in anything can be destructive. True strength lies in knowing your limits and valuing those who depend on you
By Abdullah Usman Morai
In a small, forgotten village tucked away from the bustle of the world, lived a man named Rafiq. Life had never been kind to him. Years of hardship had chipped away at his dreams, leaving
