It could have been harsh for me to break the traditional norms of my neighborhood as I have never expected anything in return and I never have so much flattery for little success of slavery (a job). So, what...
The novella, No one Writes to colonel set in the post-war period during the Civil War in Columbia. It is a story of a retired unnamed colonel who fought during the thousand days of the war. He and his...
Baloch student politics has unprecedentedly contributed to alter the political discourse of Baloch and gained worldwide recognition and appreciation. The political activism among youth created sublime and charismatic leadership for the nation who left no stone unturned to pay...
“Saheg Watar Kant” (Shadow Returns Back) is one of an interesting and painful novelettes of a prominent Baloch author A.R Daad. The tiny, forty- eight page novelette, is based on two major and serious issues of our society: men's...
A mother is the most sensitive, caring and loving woman who can face every life challenge with strength and potential. No denying to the fact, a mother can also play the role of a father. At the time of...
Two years back, a dear friend of mine asked me, very politely though, “Why do you call yourself a feminist and not an egalitarian?”
To which I replied, “Oh well! I think it’s because feminism is about equality.”
“You should call...
Viktor Frankl’s “Man's Search For Meaning” teaches us how to find meaning and purpose in life even in the face of sufferings.
This book is based on real events and experiences the author faced. Frankl spent many years in Nazi...
Najwa Zebian, a Lebanese writer, has compiled her book “Welcome Home”. Through her experiences and pains, Najwa has written her story of self-acceptance and self-worth. This amazing book relates how everyone has so much of expectations and investment in...
I belong from here; I belong to its soil, to its air and to its every single thing and its everything belongs to me. As a mother nourishes and looks after her child, the same way, I study, I...
It was the very congenial daytime when we both were sitting under the adorned tree in the end of December and speaking to each other; time passed in no time as we were having our eyes on the picture...
