12/4/2014 - International Relations @ Northeastern University Aaj woh Kashmir hai Mehkoom-o-Majboor-o-Faqir Kal jise Ahl-e-Nazar kehte thay Iran-e-Sagheer Today is a Kashmir subordinate, obligated, beggared Which yesterday the wise called Little Iran - Allama Iqbal At first glance, South Asia since its inception may seem like a behemoth with realist tenets where there are meant … Continue reading Constructing the Molotov Cocktail: Nationalism and Kashmir (dec. 2014)
I don't like admitting to it but I was frankly far more imbued in the Western than I was in the local growing up in Pakistan. American cartoons, British books, English music - hell, even Japanese media - were a staple of my early life far more so than my own culture or the immediacy … Continue reading Shame and retrospect
Some things are so deeply ingrained in you that you do not become aware of them until you are faced with some kind of frame of reference. I always knew how deeply unequal Pakistan was - in a country where class is as apparent and omnipresent as rickety rickshaws alongside shiny new Mercedeses, you'd have … Continue reading To you, motherland – A Nation of Chronic Belittlers
The creators of a documentary called Zunn: Showgirls of Pakistan are looking to crowdfund their post-production efforts. Showgirls of Pakistan is a documentary feature on the lives of dancing girls in Punjab, Pakistan. It unveils a world of smut theater and strip-shows in small towns and villages through the eyes of the women that are … Continue reading Crowdfund “Zunn: Showgirls of Pakistan”
I'm a little annoyed, but I'm also a little sad. And this may be elitist, but I'm Lahori. We can get elitist. But no offense meant, I promise! I get invited to a lot of South Asia-related events on campus, and I can say that I have not been to a single one since I … Continue reading Voulez-vous bhangra avec moi?
"So, now what?" I'll get back to this in a second. I don't think I know yet. It took me a while to stop crying today. It was either grief (sobbing, wailing prayers) or complete despondence. I knew I wasn't alone, because all over my Facebook, my Twitter, my text messages were Pakistanis with black … Continue reading december 16 2014. thoughts.
I always get a little bit emotional whenever I watch Hook. It reminds me far too much of my own childhood, where I could spend endless hours with my own imagination. I'd make a laptop out of my heavy blue notebook, following my mother around and pulling out it out whenever we had even a few … Continue reading Two and a half thoughts from Thanksgiving eve
I always did like that picture. I don't think I was five yet, and certainly not pleased with the idea of having pictures taken of myself but now, 14-15 years on, I'm glad these pictures exist. That's me, in all my thick-pig-tailed glory, in front of my old house in Lahore, a house I … Continue reading Short note – growth and wanderlust
In lieu of having the time to write an actual blog post, I'm just going to go ahead and put up an essay I wrote about Lahore (naturally) for a class. Edited slightly to turn it from a photo essay that it originally was to a legit essay. Also, disclaimer, any disjointedness in the essay … Continue reading The Walled City of Lahore
This was published for the Northeastern University Political Review, a political magazine I write for. I'm going to put up the entire article here but I deeply suggest you go check out the website - amazing articles by amazing writers (I made the front page as a Freshman, I think this bodes well for the … Continue reading Janelle Monáe: Revolution through Music