When Electricity Becomes a Question of Trust, Not Light
When the bill arrives, it no longer speaks of light — it whispers of burden in the quiet hours of the night. In the sacred ledger of the…
The Public Purview
Tazeem Hejazi
“A Debt of Love or the Flow of Nature? — The Whisper of BaBa Tal”
Is everything truly fine… or have we quietly altered something sacred? What strange shift has taken place in our thinking that love—once pure, silent,…
“A Debt of Love or the Flow of Nature? — The Whisper of BaBa Tal”
Is everything truly fine… or have we quietly altered something sacred? What strange shift has taken place in our thinking that love—once pure, silent,…
Truth Behind the Chimes: Iran’s Open Door in Islamabad, Pakistan’s Delicate Bridge, and the Hidden Battle Over Who Writes the Ending
The world today fights on two fronts. One echoes with the thunder of weapons, brief and brutal. The other is quieter, more insidious: a…
ISDA and the Islamabad Moment: When Mediation Must Become Unity
From the corridors of Riyadh to the valleys of the Margalla Hills—Pakistan stands at a historic threshold: not merely to mediate conflicts, but to…
When Peace Is Inked, Who Pays for the War?
When peace is about to be inked after the Islamabad table-talk, a quieter, sharper question rises from beneath the polished language of diplomacy: can…
From Lahore to the Ummah: One Rope, One Path, One Wound
Politicians Who Play Dirty Politics Against Opponent Religious Groups, Erode Muslim Ummah’s Unity” In 1972–73, from the heart of Lahore, I sent a simple…
The Ifreet of Power: When the 25th Amendment Breathes in Washington
Smoke on Capitol Hill, Rumors of Tehran Talks, and the Quiet Awakening of Constitutional Possibility Washington is a city that pretends to sleep. Its…
“When a rival bows to honor, the question rises: what have we done with our own conscience?”
Between memory and reality lies a question Pakistan has long avoided: can a nation honor its past without refusing its future? There are moments…
Kabul’s Corridors: Not Gunpowder, but the Fragrance of Brotherhood□
Once, the streets of Kabul echoed with the thunder of American helicopters and the roar of artillery. Today, the same alleys witness Chinese engineers,…