The story of Muhammad Bin Qasim’s conquest, however, is rife with historical inaccuracies.Arab General Muhammad Bin Qasim conquered Sindh in 712 AD and became another invader termed a superhero for the emotional people of Pakistan.
Qasim Suleimani: The Daesh Slayer
The commander of faithful Imam Ali said Value of a man depends upon his courage, his veracity depends upon his self-respect, and his chastity depends upon his sense of honor. General Qasim Suleimani possessed all these traits and perhaps this was the reason behind a severe propaganda campaign orchestrated by the West which he faced … Continue reading Qasim Suleimani: The Daesh Slayer
Fuhash (Obscenity): Where the ritual prohibiting ‘the head held high’ prevails
Pakistan’s legendary poet and thinker Faiz Ahmed Faiz said: Sacrificed be I at the altar of your lanes, my beloved nation, Where the ritual prohibiting ‘the head held high’ prevails Where the votary embarking on pilgrimages Cowers furtively: mutilation of his health and life fears!! Fuhash (obscenity) is perhaps the single most defining, politically used, manipulated, … Continue reading Fuhash (Obscenity): Where the ritual prohibiting ‘the head held high’ prevails
Lahore: The city of hearts
Lahore has got a special place in every person's heart and this is the reason it will always be the city of hearts and dreams. I spent 20 years of my life in Lahore and cherished every single memory I have, the friends I made there; they are all so uniquely kind and generous. I … Continue reading Lahore: The city of hearts
The chaotic moon-sighting
It has become a routine matter in our lives every year that we literally sweat for Eid moon sighting. Every year Ramadan starts and ends with confusion. Its actually quite ironic that in this digital age in which there are countries trying to explore the darker areas of space and we the muslims of India … Continue reading The chaotic moon-sighting
A Prison Evening
Each star a rung, night comes down the spiral staircase of the evening. The breeze passes by so very close as if someone just happened to speak of love. In the courtyard, the trees are absorbed refugees embroidering maps of return on the sky. On the roof, the moon - lovingly, generously – is turning … Continue reading A Prison Evening
