We do not recognise our heroes, great spirits who lighten up the dark landscape that Pakistan has become.

False claimants can only show a couple great-grandchildren. What’s more, they have an eldest child only in their 60s.

Railways pleaded with the saint to let them take their line past his home, but he was adamant: they had to go around.

The saint, who the driver thought was good, actually posed obstacles in building of a road, betterment of district.

Though Hamid Gul has recanted, in falsifying Malik Ishaq's presence, he thought it was for greater glory of religion.

Somewhere, just downstream of the crumbling ramparts of Bhakkar, there lies to this day a good deal of wealth.

Howsoever it may have got the title, the fort and the little built-up area below it did not remain long in use.

When Jalaluddin knew defeat was certain, he madly galloped his horse to the river edge and leaped off.

The residents of Sarai Chhimba have taken to destroying the edifice.

In the summer of 2009, I returned to Virawah to photograph Pari Nagar, but it had been picked clean of the ruins.