Walking Down Memory Lane This Eid
The smell of henna-filled hands clad in cloth or plastic shoppers, to prevent it from dripping and coloring the walls....
The smell of henna-filled hands clad in cloth or plastic shoppers, to prevent it from dripping and coloring the walls....
I was making my way through Gangaramaya temple at night when it's glowing like a pearl suitably perched in the...
‘Incredible things happen when women support each other,’ is not just another cliché. The proof of the pudding is in...
Brothers were separated. Both the Eastern and Western wings of the country were stained by blood. Relations between them changed:...
ظفر:"میں تمہاری طرح کنڈیشنڈ نہیں ہونا چاہتا." صدیقی: لیکن تم اس طرح کمرے میں مقید جالے کی طرح کب تک...
Pat Sharif was a historical village whose landscape...
In literature, Existentialism starts from Dostoyevsky’s famous maxim...
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