Sunil's response piece to Laboni, The Metaphysical Karachi, is a performance based on the myth of Sisyphus that explores identity and existentialism. 

Why are you so offended? What did I do wrong? And why do you think I care? 
 

I'm not as feeble as you think I am. 
 

None of the padosi aunty's judgements, none of the mirrors in the changing room, none of the very expensive makeup lined up by her dresser, and well, non...

Joshinder's response piece to Sneha's mural, Everything and Nothing, is an experimental dance drama that explores the notion of home and it's transient nature. 

Pakhi's piece thinks back wonderingly to a home in Goa as well as her growing self that has both known it and has passed it through her mind. But not only does the Old Pereira House shift colours and shape across her two images- so do the surrounding forests depicted w...

'Ghar Se Nikalte Hi, Kuch Door Chalte Hi, Raste Main Hai Uska Ghar', Nade Ali's response piece to Sthira Bhattacharya's poem A Day Stretched Like A Blanket, is an ongoing photo series that he's undertaking in Lahore.

"From the very first day at school, the mem...

This piece, in response to Sunil Shankar's Kafka's Monkey, is a humorous and interpretive take on beauty, identity and adapting to societal expectations. 

You can follow Pakhi's work here.

About a month ago, we launched The Pind Collective, a project built over many months, much agonizing and endless Skype conversations. We began with great hope but limited expectations - we were proud of our project but we were not sure how well it would be received. Se...

Home, for me, is people, spaces, and the habits we are engulfed in.

Sabeen Mahmud was such an integral part of our ‘home’ here in Karachi, either as a personal friend or via the space she created, The Second Floor (T2F). I have literally lived at T2F for years, writing...

Raisa Begam and Sardar Ali migrated from Delhi to Karachi in 1947.

Their families grew to know each other during the long trip westward and they were married in Pakistan shortly afterwards, when Raisa was sixteen years old and Sardar Ali was twenty-one. Sardar Ali remem...

I’ve often wondered how high people’s belly buttons are. Sometimes when I wake up I’m convinced my left leg is a little longer than the right. I can imagine what would happen if my knees were magnetic. When I wake up in the morning, I’m always at least one and a half m...