Between the rhythms of wipers, the downpour, and Sindhi kalam, time melted away. After nearly 250 kilometers, we reached Karlskoga, where we stopped at a petrol station for a short break.
By Abdullah Usman Morai | Sweden
The Journey Begins from Stockholm
It was barely a week since I had returned from New York in August 2023 when my
In the age of viral noise, silence often carries more truth than words.
Information Overload, Wisdom Blackout
We live in an era overflowing with information, yet starved of comprehension, reflection, and true wisdom. Electronic and social media have made access to information easier than ever before. But alongside this convenience, they
Once regarded as a modest backyard plant, Moringa is now being recognized by scientists and nutritionists as a powerful weapon in Pakistan’s battle against child malnutrition.
Adapted to thrive in Pakistan’s arid conditions, Moringa grows fast, requires little water, and is nutritionally dense in every part – leaves,
My hatred for him surpasses the length of the world’s mountains, and my rage against him is as vast as the roaring, frozen oceans. My fury at him is as massive as erupting volcanoes whose flames never die, and my anger at him as deep as the earth’s trembling core between the horns of a maddened bull. My loathing for him stretches
On the wooden cart, atop a mat spread over bundles of straw, lay a child asleep—a child whose chances of survival were slim. That sick, innocent child was my father, Qurban Ali.
Suddenly, a ragged, God intoxicated wanderer stood right in the middle of the road in front of the bullock cart and said, “Take him home. Nothing
