Nostalgia

By Z.G.MUHAMMAD I take back all the joy that all oppressors have stolen from me.’ People adopted this maxim as...

By Z.G.Muhammad Those were cock-a-hoop days for children in my generation. Everything around seemed surreal and in ecstasy. The snowflakes...

Z.G.Muhammad It was a windy and cold December morning. Just one or two days after, schools, colleges and Kashmir University-...

Byt Z.G.Muhammad Children of our generation grew up in a weird political atmosphere- a hybrid mix of ideologies. The chorographers...

BY Z.G.Muhammad Then our songs had not been wholly snatched from us. There were taboos, but still, one could dream...

By Z.G.Muhammad Many spiritual experiences can’t be captured in words. Offering late-night prayers during sultry days on an islet with...

By Z.G.Muhammad It was a period when reading Naseem Hijazi was a craze. His novels Khaak Aur Khoon, Akhari Chattan...

BY NAZIR JAHANGIR Q: How would you compare Bakshi Ghulam Muhammad with Sheikh Muhammad Abdullah?A: Sheikh Sahib was a political...

By Z.G.Muhammad Talisman works. ‘In it, secret power is hidden!’ Yes! I did believe the holy words written are sacred...

By Z.G.Muhammad Numaish had become our dream world, and with father’s juniors holding the fort, we felt no less than...