The State in Quandary

I had to go to the tailor to get some clothes stitched and he happens to be in Saddar, Pindi. He’s kind of my family tailor or so I can claim as his father stitched clothes for my father, so it kind of runs in the family. The measurements done and tags pinned he told […]

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A bridge too far…

I have been in the city of Peshawar for the last two years. These two long years I have passed this point (twice daily) five days a week while going to work. They wanted to make this bridge, an overpass or something like it. In fact they have been trying not to make it for […]

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This is my Pakistan

Today is the 16th of Oct 2010, it is Saturday, day off for me. The morning paper carries a photograph of Karachi’s slum area “Khuda Ki Basti”. The photograph itself is self explanatory. It shows a web of illegal electricity connections from a WAPDA pole. One could rave and rant about this thing, but why […]

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