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...

Raisa Begam and Sardar Ali migrated from Delhi to Karachi in 1947. Their families grew to know each other during the long trip westward...

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...

Mushtaq Ahmed Yusufi, the recipient of Hilal-e-Imtiaz and Sitara-e-Imtiaz, the highest literary honors award by the Pakistan Government,...

on the grass in Lodhi Gardens a lone woman with the days’ work strung about her in a bag or two, and shades kept ready for the 5 o’clock...

Home, hmm. To me, home means everything and nothing, all at the same time. This feeling is a result of spending the most influential...

I. Its the kind of smell you can't decide if you like or not. Unidentifiable, inseparable into ingredients forgotten as soon as you toe...

While I'm sure I first read about the partition, like most of us did, during a history class in school, the first exchange actually do...

I have spent a large part of my life in the Old Pereira house, my home. It's hidden like a fossil, engulfed almost entirely by an...

'Kafka's Monkey' is an Urdu adaptation of Kafka’s famous short story ' A Report to an Academy'. In this reading from the piece, Sunil...