Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Documentary | Long Ago I Died

A Film by Shah Iffat Gazia.

I’m a pelukis

I'm a painter, pelukis, as Malays say in Malaysian. I recently moved to Malaysia, though I have lived in Italy and France for the last...

The Terror That Was Kantroo Sir

By Raheel Khursheed I was three when my parents enrolled me in the rickety, ramshackle Lyceum Public School. Just off the main Martand market in...

Maqbool Butt’s Statement in Lahore Court

Call it a coincidence or tyranny of the conditions, I have to stand today in this special court under a special order to defend...

From Kashmir to Manhattan

Our teacher was very angry that day. “Mye ha basaan, yemis chhu zehryah garyi gaes cylinder moklyomut (I think her household has run out...

The confessions of an Indian beef-eater

That those eat now, who never ate before, And those who always ate, now eat the more. Beef or buff, Cow or bull, was never political...

“Anna, Khaana Kha Lo!”

“Anna, Khaana kha lo anna” Here I am, at an Official Anna Hazare campaign. Not really a supporter, im not even sure what this “anna”...

A tourist in Kashmir

A tourist’s apathy and Kashmir’s reality run in close parallels. Any preliminary research for traveling to the troubled territory will tell you the land...

Furkan Fazili: Why I write?

I grew up in Kashmir. It is a place where there are different shades to every little possible thing- such beautiful seasons, tears, laughter,...

Visiting Kashmir changed my perception

While traveling from Jammu to Srinagar via road, I must say, every atom changes after Banihal town. Years ago, on a same trip, when...