It doesn’t matter which part of Pakistan you grew up in, you feel what he’s saying.

It was the longest afternoon of my life.

It took me 25 years from that day to this to understand how to read the language of the heart.

He forced me to drink the rusty water until my head spun uncontrollably, then I saw uncle undress in my room.

For I knew after that dreadful morning, in all walks of his life, whenever he turned around he saw his wife.

The story is captivating, the action is intense and the payback is immensely satisfactory.

There’s a kind of pain that your first love gives you that no other pain can come close to. It’s piercing.

Justin Trudeau did what arguably Imran Khan did in Pakistan’s 2013 general elections; he mobilised the youth.

The quarrel turned into a row, and eventually, the weakest of the lot were thrown overboard.

Their encounters grew rapid as the boy managed to make it a daily habit to come to the beach to meet the baba.