An Informed Pakistani – and Proud

When I was younger, I hated everything that came with culture. I didn’t like the food, the clothes, the colour, the traditions, the quirks – just everything that came with being Pakistani. I struggled to reconcile the place I was in to the place where I came from. I can safely say that in retrospect, my adolescence was Continue reading “An Informed Pakistani – and Proud”



When I was a child, we had huge family birthday celebrations. I thoroughly enjoy poring over albums and all the precious memories they contain. I believe this was, in part, due to the fact that my cousin and I are birthday twins and Continue reading “Birthdays”