When did these dead people awake from their graves?

I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

Eminent litterateur Syed Shamsul Haq is flown to UK for treatment as he has been suffering from critical lungs disease.

In the name of justice...

It often happens nowadays That I do not find my head Spine, is now a distant memory! A question crops up constantly, at birth

By the end of July 1907, news reaches Atiya through a student named Parmeshwar Lal that Iqbal's patriotic songs published in Makhzan have become so popular that they are being sung in the whole of northern India: 'houses, streets, alleys resounded with Iqbal's national songs, which created a feeling of nationalism unknown in India before.'

Her body lies like Driftwood on the sand

Things were not so rosy at first, But soon they were straightened out.

Ten years after Iqbal is born in Sialkot in undivided India, a girl named Atiya is born thousands of miles away in Istanbul. Just as Iqbal's father ran a business in Sialkot, Atiya's father Hasan Ali Fyzee (1827–1903) ran a business in that Turkish metropolis.

Nobody will find me walking in this misty field one day, I know;

Wild darkness of rain...

Sarah has not seen Naeema since then. She had heard from her other sons that Naeema is teaching in a school and staying with her mother.

This emptiness does not fill

I have built home in the air

The call to prayer wakes Sarah up every morning. There are at least three mosques surrounding her apartment and each of them take

It was pretty late in the evening when my colleague Sayeed Mahdi and I came out of Lahore Gymkhana.

The far more great is One's sense of love It endows hue to nature The green grass looks greener.....

Manic, I run through the woods

My fists open like leaves

Here was a door, above which hung the cherished beauty