Still I Rise

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. ...

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Creeping religiosity

IT is not by accident that the dark forces of bigotry and obscurantism have become stronger than ever in Pakistan. The phenomenon is all too visibly rooted in the government’s acts of omission and commission. The regularisation of madressahs and the reform of their curricula were given top priority in ...

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Taukali Mast

Friends, Look how mischievously my heart longs for her in moments and happenings. My heart inquires whether she is an angel or fairy. Today I am impatient again to behold her sight. This is not merely a poem rather an outpouring of heart’s ache. [My]Sammo is free from any servile ...

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