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Poem: Tears Beneath The Bangles

She was still in her school uniform When the wedding garland was placed around her neck. Arash Hussain, a social media content creator, shares his poem highlighting the issue of under-age marriages of girls Arash Hussain, a business graduate from Nawabshah, Sindh is a social media content creator known for his powerful storytelling

Nepal launches new Literary Forum

Family Federation for World Peace and Unification Nepal chapter inaugurated a new literary organization called the Peace Literature Assembly In celebration of Bhanu Jayanti, the Family Federation for World Peace and Unification (FFWPU) Nepal chapter inaugurated a new literary organization called the Peace Literature Assembly. During the

Geoarchaeology: Harnessing the Heritage

A sustainable strategic hand to deal with environmental change in Sindh Quratul Ain Kareem Environmental archaeology is a multidisciplinary field that studies the interactions between past human societies and their environments through the analysis of biological, geological, and archaeological data. It seeks to understand how ancient

Walking Alone – Poetry from China

Walking Alone You come from all directions Always alone You walk toward the opposite of your starting point Not knowing when you’ll return Walking alone, from childhood to old age Then from success to failure Coming from loneliness, and stepping into one’s own glory Walking alone, humming

My Venice – Poetry from Italy

My Venice I’d like to fill my hands Of your lighter face, Tie your splendid moons to my wrists – Ah the beautiful, reflected moons In the silent becoming -. I would like to seal in the touch – And in the lightning, in the tweak – Waters, petals and birds, Bending them into spikes In