She said I shouldn't tell my daughter she is beautiful until she is married lest that praise goes to her head!

The sunrise in Lahore, has colours like no other. So what, if those colours are now tainted with innocent blood?

No to-do lists. No important business. No homework. No rush to conquer the world. Just light and peace.

When I was a kid, The mere existence of God, A being so Mighty, so Big, living in the skies, Used to make my head spin

That filthy, smelly child is mine. That shivering child, counting how many pennies he made - that is my child.