The neighbourhood is a place of...intrigue and emotional espionage, where when two people stop to talk on the street their tongues are like the two halves of a scissor coming together, cutting reputations and good names to shreds.

As a writer, my homeland is the desk where I work.

The neighbourhood is a place of...intrigue and emotional espionage, where when two people stop to talk on the street their tongues are like the two halves of a scissor coming together, cutting reputations and good names to shreds.

Pakistan produces people of extraordinary bravery. But no nation should ever require its citizens to be that brave.

Afghanistan had collapsed and everyone's life now lies broken at different levels within the rubble.

How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.

Her mind is a haunted house.