Jamila still remembers the day when she became the victim of an inhuman local marriage custom in Harnai District of Balochistan; she was taken to her husband’s home screaming.
Her marriage was neither for love nor an arranged one. She...
Dr Raheela Shay Baloch, who from her childhood, dreamed of living as an independent girl and remained committed to vanish the created stereotypes about women in the society. Like other girls she was also told to get married as...
Stories are perhaps the most valued heritage of any literature in the world. It’s the folk tales, lore and poems that tell us about the early histories of nation across the globe. The Baloch, too, come to know about...
Asfia Safia is a textile designer hailing from Gwadar. She is a fresh graduate of Bachelor of
Fine Arts in Textile Design from Punjab University College of Arts and Design, Lahore, and a competent young girl who has easily managed...
Shay Murid and Hani are two famous and living names which reflect their glories in the pages of Baloch history, and their tragic love story is heard almost in every house of Balochistan. Shay Murid was the son of...
Baloch Women Forum (Sammoraj) successfully organised a seminar on the occasion of International Day for Girls at Quetta press club on Tuesday (October 11). The chief guests of the ceremony were Ms. Noreen Lehri, Sabra Islam, Ms. Rukhsana Baloch,...
As sorrows and happiness are integral parts of life and without which, life becomes tasteless and boring. Likewise, marriages have got a gigantic role in one’s life; they not only bring happiness and joys in the lives of couples...
Fazal Baloch
Born in Shikarpur, Sindh in 1938, Akbar Barakzai ranks amongst the stalwarts of modern Balochi literature.
Akbar Barakzai’s poetry mainly traverses along two somewhat unparalleled lines. Themes like love and intimacy, pleasure of union and agony of separation are...
Translation By Ali Jan Maqsood
As usual, I came and slept in my hostel room after attending my classes. As I opened my eyes and woke up, the first message was of him… “Where? Come in canteen.” We usually sat...
With passing time, my pathway matched with one of my oldest and happiest friends ever. I asked him, “Hi, where are you wandering these days?”
As usual, he seemed too much happy. Making his eyes a little bigger and changing...
