Returning from the US after my talk at Google recently, I discovered that my love for Pakistan isn't something of a mere saying, its a ...

Growing up I have cried a lot, (yes, I still do) mostly holding my pillow when everyone would sleep, behind the curtain so mom wont s...

There is a very small village in the heart of Thatta where old Amma Zainab lives, in her little wooden house and mud floored veranda, no ...

Today my tears couldn't stop from the overwhelming joy, blessing, and the pride my heart felt by being surrounded by the world's mo...

As my day of departure from Pakistan comes closer, my senses seem to work extra special. My nose now smells that hint of familiarity in ...