writing

  • I was born in a small village in Karak, but my life truly began when we moved to Peshawar after my father became a professor. Growing up in Professor Colony, surrounded by children of academics, gave me not just an education but a sense of civility that shaped my entire outlook. Those golden years, marked… Read more

  • I feel a deep disappointment—not just as a blogger, but as someone pouring thoughts, hopes, and reflections into a space—only to be met with silence. Not just here, on my WordPress blog, but also on Twitter. It hurts to see that the new generation seems to gravitate only toward posts written by girls, regardless of… Read more

  • We live in the most connected era in human history. Never before have people had so much access to knowledge, tools, and instant communication. Yet, somehow, our new generation is butchering language faster than you can say *“your” instead of “you’re.” Every time I open YouTube, TikTok, or Instagram, I see it. The video might… Read more

  • There is a quiet magic in turning the pages of a book, a rhythm, an intimacy, and an invitation to imagine. Unlike movies or TV shows, which present you with carefully designed visuals, music, and dialogue, books whisper to your soul in solitude. They ask for something far more valuable than your time, they ask… Read more

  • There’s a kind of joy that today’s fast-paced world may never understand, the joy of waiting, of working hard, of slowly building something with your own hands and heart. I’m talking about a time when technology wasn’t just handed to you in a silver, touchscreen plate. A time when the internet sounded like screeching static… Read more

  • In the rush of modern convenience, we’ve traded ink for keys, paper for screens, and the gentle curve of letters for the harsh click of keyboards. Technology, for all its benefits, has slowly but surely taken away something deeply human from us—the sacred act of writing by hand. We live in a world where everything… Read more