Diary

A wave of populism and majoritarianism seems to be engulfing the world. “Strong” men with demagogic tendencies armed with the...

For a nation, at any given point in time, the most dismal of fears is to know that the future...

As the end of Ramadan draws near and Eid approaches, it is my privilege to wish that this blessed time...

Troy is the legendary city of Homer’s Iliad, the location of the fabled Trojan War which provided the literary bedrock...

Dear Prime Minister, congratulations! But you have only won half the battle: in these terribly polarising times, winning the prime-ministership...

In January 2021, the grief-stricken families of the ill-fated Hazara coal miners had refused to bury the bodies of their...

Dear friends and fellow tabdeelians, Hi. You must have noticed how we are being ridiculed for supporting our besieged Prime...

German philosopher Fredrich Nietzsche writes, “Everyone wants to be pre-eminent in this future – and yet death and the stillness...

In his recent public addresses at Mailsi and the Governor’s House in Karachi, the prime minister passed disparaging comments about...

The relentless attack by Russia on Ukraine has reproduced scenes for anyone familiar with 21st century news: intense bombardment, resistance...

It was 6:30 in the morning. I was having börek and Turkish tea, one sip a slice, for breakfast. The...

I wanted to write on the Miani battles, which were so pivotal in Sindh’s history. Going by a ‘first things...

The title of this article must have had a reincarnation in the Subcontinent, because this is what the people of...

The past three years have finally ended my complicated one-sided relationship with my hero Imran Khan. As a diehard believer,...

My name is Hope, the name my parents gave me. It is the name of a deadly disease; the disease...

Herronk, a village some 60 km from Turbat city, has a population of more than 10,000 people. Although the villagers...

A few years ago, I intended to walk into the Christmas season with fresh ambitions, and dreams. However, I was...

On a bitterly cold snowy day, in the frigid month of January, a Chitrali huntsman once saw a brightly coloured...

The riled-up mob was chanting. They wanted to avenge themselves on him, they wanted him to come outside. Locked up...

So, Hubs (looking terribly sweet and slightly chubby these days) has developed a new and impassioned interest. Cooking ‘biryani’ is...

Sitting on that toilet seat , she held that strip so tightly in her hands in hope of the second...

The symbolism could not be starker. The illustrious occasion of Independence Day, the hallowed venue of Minar-i-Pakistan, the site of...

The apt description of motherhood is feeling guilty constantly. That feeling of being inadequate despite doing anything you possibly can...

BY ZEINAB MASUD

VAQAR AHMED FINDS A MICROCOSM FOR THE WHOLE COUNTRY IN HIS KARACHI RESIDENTIAL BUILDING

BY MOMINA AIJAZUDDIN