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Journey to Umrah
I hold my 5 month old in his carrier. My bare feet touch the marble white floor as I make my way toward His house. “Don’t look up, don’t look up, keep your eyes down”, I remind myself as I walk towards the main gate with my husband and toddler on my side. I lift […]
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Power of the pen
Illustration by @safiyas_designs 100 days of ongoing bloodshed. Mothers mourning the death of their babies. Fathers kissing the lifeless bodies of their children. Entire generations are buried beneath destroyed houses. Dried blood on rubble is all that remains. Broken bones. Amputated legs and arms. trauma. blood. death. The land will bear witness to the slaughter […]
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In Search for Home
In Search for Home Since my early twenties, I’ve asked the question of where I belong. I questioned my identity and where I was from, who I was and how I identified as. My concerns came from a political standpoint. I questioned my political identity with everything happening in my birthplace. I was becoming a […]
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Home•گھر
Immigrant Child by Hina SanaUllah (Skin Tones and Heart Beats) “I connected two lands like a human bridge. a token. a symbol. a moving ridge. Two languages, one tongue. Born to bring people together, yet an outsider among. Two cultures, two diets, too much reconciled. I am an immigrant child.” … Where is home? What […]
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Caste•ذات (Part 1)
Yes, the following post will be about caste or zaat, as it’s generally referred to in Pakistani society. I want to first provide a definition of zaat to understand how it plays a role in families and how it impact the way different communities and groups interact among each other. Zaat, its roots are derived from the […]