The Way I See It

The Arts Council was dotted with students, fashionistas, educationalists, TV personalities brandishing posters and banners calling for justice for the Butt brothers.

Sometimes I find myself thinking – if all Pakistanis moved to the U.S., we might actually be a nation – a much better nation! But is it real?

Labels define us and seem to be more important than the bigger picture. As individual groups, Muslims and Pakistanis have allowed labels to divide them.

We are going to get to see the greatest in the world square off, constantly pushing each other to retain top spot in the table or face the humiliation of coming second.

PhD advisors have become greedy enough to enroll every Tom, Dick and Harry in the program for the sake of making a buck.

Would you attempt to rescue me from the clutches of a frenzied mob who were baying for blood and laughing in glee at my panic? Or would you rather just stand and watch?

The Ground Zero mosque has divided an entire nation - including politicians and the media. Each news organisation in America has their own version of the truth.

Listening to the Shah Jo Raag Faqirs of Bhitshah at the shrine will be a deeper experience than Coke Studio. Artists must balance what's in the heart with the world sometimes.

Why didn't anyone try to save the Butt brothers? For an individual, being part of a mob, means subconscious security. He is one with the mob. The individual stands blinded.

Being an Islamic republic, the idea of fun somehow ends up sparking debate on “shariah compliant” ways to take pleasure in anything. The word ‘fun’ can trigger conflict.