Eight whole years. It was eight years later that I was stepping into a bus again to go to the second largest graveyard in the world, the Makli Necropolis in Thatta, Sindh. I first went as a college student and now I was taking The Lyceum college students (the irony) as part of the module, 'The... Continue Reading →
My biggest surprise at Karachi Biennale
"I'm feeling kind of low and don't want to stay at home today. Do you want to check out Biennale?" My very old friend/sister from Riyadh asked. She was leaving for the US in a few days after living in Karachi for over six months. As a fellow TCK, it wasn't always easy to constantly... Continue Reading →