When the day departs,
Your happiness recedes.
The blue eyes not,
Imply at thee in low-spirited
Only in your lane
You speak not but,
When you speak,
A peel of laughter echoes across the graveyard.
When you smile,
The whole world smiles with you
For,
You smile a beautiful smile
If...
Maheen, 13, a student of grade 6th, is married off with a much older man to her age. She is one of the dropouts. She left her education because of the marriage and her wishes are meant into nothing....
Somedays ago a group of enlightened youth approached me in order to know my remarks on the issue of a community that lacks the facility of a public library. They were on perusal of a way out, as asked...
Ngugi wa Thiong’o, a novelist, short story and non-fiction writer, was born on January 5, 1938 in Kamirithu, Kenya. His original name is James Thiong’o. He began writing while he was a university student and has published more than...
Turbat is a city in southern Balochistan, Pakistan, and administrative centre of Kech District. Turbat was the historical capital city of the state of Makran. It is the second largest city in Balochistan province after Quetta and 38th largest...
A few days earlier I received an email from an unknown sender posing a question; "Who do you write for?" I was dumbstruck to what sort of a question was that, but I really felt the question the very...
The places I have seen hunt me
The girl with the anklet in her feet,
Wants to dance her heart out
But dust followed her
with chains of slavery instead of anklets in her feet
Her fate give her the dusty border
red with her...
Turbat is the populated city and divisional headquarter of Makran division. Being a resident of the city, it is outstandingly afflicting me and compelling me to write the reality about Turbat city.
The city is considered a developed city in...
Life is a continuous struggle for every existence, only the fittest can make a mark in it. A baby may appear frail but he also learns to cope with the environments which surround him. He has his own methods...
Humans confused me_ why was I abducted and buried alive? Was it because of Sammo_ an angel, blue-eyed with flashes of stars and walking like a morning air flowing through the forest? But mother Shari always weeps and still...
