Since 1948, Pakistan has been involved in suppressing and harassing Baloch dissents, which, each time, results in exposing the black and worst picture of the state. However, the state never learns from all its previous brutal crackdowns. It is...
Today morning, as I was scrolling my social media account, I saw a picture of books getting “arrested” by Gwadar police, followed by some Baloch students of the Baloch Students Action Committee (BSAC), the largest student organization in the...
Balochistan’s roads are a ticking time bomb for travelers. Despite numerous incidents that have claimed innocent lives, the cries for help from this neglected province seem to fall on deaf ears. As Balochistan’s population grows and traffic increases, the...
Few writers have garnered as much praise and adoration as Baloch poet Mubarak Qazi. He was regarded as a national hero long before his passing, firmly establishing himself in Balochi literature as a true reflection of the Baloch world's...
Very few people know how to play with the raging thoughts of people through words and rule their hearts winningly. The ones who are expert at this are revered ever, loved ever, and lived ever.
In our surroundings pointing fingers...
t is an indisputable fact that whenever a colonizer has come, it has placed the natives under all oppressions and cruelties which had not existed prior to their arrival, which marks the sustainability of such colonialism under whatsoever means....
“They have not any idea why they are living separately now. It was not their fate, but an external force that divided the oneness of their ancients,” oldest of the gathered-men spoke to the rest of attendees that night.
Everyone...
Recently, as I opened my social media account (Facebook), I came across a post, written in Balochi language, by a renowned Baloch photographer, Kamanchar Baloch, announcing exhibition for his portraits in frames in different cities including Karachi, Shaal (Quetta),...
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...
Sounds of birds’ chirping faded,
When silence continued for the fifth day.
Fear in each soul
Of the soil persisted.
Readied with armed,
The silence was of the disastrous confrontation.
Between the evil and the evilized.
Remembering Ngugi,
“Two nations in one” says Ngugi.
There were in his.
“You...
