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...

'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...

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

About a month ago, we launched The Pind Collective, a project built over many months, much agonizing and endless Skype conversations. We...

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...