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The Jews, Israel, and the Middle East Dec 31, 1969
The Jews should be commended, not condemned, for their remarkable achievement. Being among the fewest in numbers as religio-ethnic group, they command unimaginable power.
R Kumari: A slice of Josh Malihabadi's life Dec 31, 1969
For God’s sake. you are going to a mandir in Benaras pretending you are a Hindu?
Pakistan’s Choice Dec 31, 1969
In light of rising Indian power blessed by the West, what policy options does Pakistan have?
Cold Flesh Dec 31, 1969
Eesher Singh looked at Kalwant Kaur but unable to bear the heat of her piercing eyes, looked the other way.
The Idea of Chowk Dec 31, 1969
Its round, don't try to fit it into a square
Western Feminism and South Asian Women Dec 31, 1969
The gander that’s caught in New York cannot be cooked in Nowshehra
The Tailor Dec 31, 1969
Shimmi and I were circling the city looking for an available tailor for Shimmi to have her clothes stitched.
The New Wife Dec 31, 1969
Ever since Lala Dangamill remarried his youth had returned with a full force.
Bhagat Ram Dec 31, 1969
His name was Bhagat Ram, but he was no worshipper of God but of the Devil himself.
Basement Dec 31, 1969
Don’t know where you came from and where you went afterwards. I only knew that my house was in your way, and you were always thirsty whenever you passed it.
Pakistan under its Ethnic Shadows Dec 31, 1969
Unless one can sufficiently and satisfactorily answer the question “What does Pakistan mean (Pakistan ka mutlab kya)” in the affirmation of a nationhood, the desirability of a “Pakistan” as a viable entity will remain questionable
India and Pakistan: The Stark Reality Dec 31, 1969
A tattered country inflicted with sectarian violence, terrorism, and fractured political and judicial systems, Pakistan offers little hope to its people and is an easy target for destabilization by its enemies.
Two Poems Dec 31, 1969
short poems
The Quilt Dec 31, 1969
Translated from Urdu, Ismat Chughtai’s ‘Lihaf’
The Infidel Dec 31, 1969
Translated from Urdu, Ismat Chughtai’s short story ‘Kafir’
Nasreen Dec 31, 1969
Translated from Urdu, a story by Shafiq-ur-Rehman
Good-Riddance Dec 31, 1969
Dukkhi chamar was sweeping and his wife, Jhuria, was busy putting the cow-dung on the walls.
On Hate Dec 31, 1969
Hatred filled my entire body, as if there was no blood in my veins, but a raging, boiling, river of hate
Caesar, Mata Hari, and Mirza Dec 31, 1969
Translated from Urdu, a story by Mushtaq Ahmed Yusufi (1962)
America’s Responsibility Dec 31, 1969
America had left no doubt that America was anything but fair
My Sahib Dec 31, 1969
An English translation of Saadat Hasan Manto’s ‘Mera Sahib’
My Identity Dec 31, 1969
So, what is my identity?
Jinnah, My Hero Dec 31, 1969
Jinnah, the fragile man with an iron will.
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