I am lucky enough to eat one meal a day; this is more than I can say about my neighbours.

I wonder of the days when cricket was about sheer passion and when players were greater than the game itself.

I still remember the simplicity, the vibrancy and the peacefulness of Karachi, the city of lights.

Aged five, I listened, absolutely and totally absorbed, as Hanumant eventually reached his century.

We have given the price of blood for this land. Remember it. This is precious and yours. Don’t give it up easily.

I asked after Karim Bhai and some new assistant said, "But he died". How does one evaluate such a loss?