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Syeda AfshanaGreater Kashmir |
The murder of a child should not only lead to criminal investigation. It should lead to collective introspection
I see knives sharpened while hearts remain blunt
They ask for reflection. Among the most repeated and powerful lines in the Holy Quran is a query that returns again and again: “Which of the favours...
The dangerous thing about hearing only one side is that it often sounds complete
We cannot tell our children not to smoke while holding a cigarette in our own hands
A child struggling is called “normal.” A senior sitting alone is “expected.” A person in distress is “not our problem.” We have...
It made me think how warfare has changed. Not just in tools, but in meaning. There was a time when battles were visible. You could see the enemy. You...
As a student of International Relations (IR), I often found myself turning to current events to make sense of every concept afresh. Balance of power....
Something strange happens during wars. At the beginning, the world gasps. People pause. Headlines shock us. But then, slowly, something else happens....
The sky is older than all of us. Older than borders. Older than flags. Older than the loud speeches of those who think they own the earth. Every night...
I was listening to a qawwali. It was not loud. It was steady. Sabri Brothers. And in between the rhythm and the repetition, a story surfaced. Not new....