In our eagerness to play the bastion of Islam, we have allowed all forms of radicalism and militancy to creep in.

There is no denying that Pakistan continues to stride towards a better future.

Chaudhry Rehmat Ali couldn't even get 6 feet dug inside the very country he envisioned, created the flag of and named.

A whiff of fresh air; here was a site which took just kidding to a whole new level.

Although not a connoisseur, I was able to tell that the singers trying to emulate the Sabri brothers, were amateurs.

Ghulab pleaded, shrieked and then helplessly cried, but in vain. The decision had been made, and she must oblige.

He would finally be able to provide for his family, and his son would no longer have to look like a veritable stick.

No wakeel, no daleel and no appeal for the people of Pakistan- even on Human Rights Day.

We too are Zionists to a few. We too are Burman monks to some.

We must experiment with selecting younger players because the senior ones continue to give dismal performances.