
SEPARATION: When a Province Becomes the Enemy
The most dangerous seed is not always planted by an enemy across the border. Sometimes it is planted within—when political words teach one Pakistani to fear another. It…

The most dangerous seed is not always planted by an enemy across the border. Sometimes it is planted within—when political words teach one Pakistani to fear another. It…

■ One Parliamentary Alarm. Where Are the Guardians of the Public Trust? ■ No, Mr Minister. I am not ready to lose another generation.…

Lights on. The operating theatre was ready. The anaesthesia machine breathed quietly in the corner, as if even the machine knew that tonight’s operation…

■ Three countries have signed. A fourth generation is listening. “Bacha! Guess where I was yesterday evening.” BāBā-Tāl, the Bell-man, looked straight into my…

■ A LOVE LETTER TO THOSE WHO NEVER STOPPED WAITING ■ In my Aerie — the Eagle’s Nest — time never sleeps, and neither…

From the high vantage of my ‘Aerie’—the Eagle’s Nest, perched atop the F-10 Markaz plaza—Islamabad looked like a world preparing to submerge. A heavy,…

“Bacha! I have returned from the future.” I looked up from my writing table. BāBā-Tāl [the Bell-man] was standing before me. For three days…

Why a strong, singular executive—constrained by consultation, higher law and institutional checks—may offer a closer structural affinity to the early Islamic model than parliamentary…

■If everyone claims to be fighting for Yemen, why does Yemen itself keep losing?■ There is something deeply unsettling about a country being attacked…

Pakistan → Gulf → Iran → China → Afghanistan → Central Asia → Gwadar There are countries that possess oil. There are countries that…