ما چار برات اێں۔ مسترێں واجد اِنت، پدا من، عدنان ءُ منیب اێں۔ ما که کَسان اتێں،مسترێن ءُ کسترێں برات مدام کَسان کسانێں چێزانی سرا مڑتێں۔ یک رۆچے مئے کماش واجه مُلّا مقصودءَ ما چارێں ێکجاہ نادێنتنت ءُ کسّھے آورت‌ئےِ: ”ھست‌اَت باگے۔ باگءَ وڑ وڑێں دْرچک مان اَت؛ سْرۆپ، مۆز، انار، اَمب، مَچ، اَنگور۔۔۔ آ وھدی مێتگءَ دگه کسّءَ اے پئێمێں باگ نێست‌اَت، یکّێں
Law Through Time
Shahyak Jan
In the early days of human society, people lived in small communities and tribes, guided only by customs and traditions. Respect for elders, fear of the Gods, and mutual understanding directed human life, and disputes were settled by elders, and based on a sense of right and wrong. As societies expanded and human life grew into larger communities, societies, and civilizations, conflicts arose. How could …
Sahil Gulab: A Family’s Young Grief
Hazaran Rahim Dad
Last week, the narrow streets of Passini — a coastal town nestled beside the Arabian Sea in Pakistan’s Gwadar district — overflowed with people. Men walked with clenched fists. Women’s voices cracked as they chanted “Kamsin Sahil Kay Qatilon Ko Giraftar kar kay Phansi do.” Children, some barely older than the boy they were marching for, joined …
A daughter’s Heart In A Long March
Banari Mengal
My Father, My Fear, My Pride Fearing for my father’s life is not something I learned recently — it’s something I’ve lived with for as long as I can remember. When your father is Akhtar Mengal, you don’t grow up with the luxury of ordinary fears. From a young age, I knew that the man …
ساجد: اَبێتکیءِ مُلوریانی کاپار کئیا کَرۆتک؟
”اُپسالا کنسرت اُک کانگریس“- سویڈنءِ شهر اُپسالاءِ کلچر هاؤس- شهرءِ رێلوے‌اِسٹێشنءِ چپّێں دستءَ ماڈْرَنێں ماڑی‌یے. اِشیءِ، دێم په شهرءَ رئۆکێں درءِ دێما چارراهے. ھمے درءِ دێم په دێمءَ، رۆڈءِ دومی نێمگا تاں گْوستگێں زمستانءَ لُنڈانی کْوارٹرءِ وڑێں ماڑی‌یے هست‌اَت. اے ماڑی چار بلاکءَ بَهر اَت. رَهداریءَ اۆشتاتگێں مردمءَ دیست کُت که کئے گۆں لۆنجانێں کۆپگاں
ڈاکٹر مھرنگ باید اِنت پارلیمنٹءَ برئوت
ڈاکٹر مھرنگءَ، کوئٹهءِ جلسهءَ گُشت که ”منا چه اے جلسهءَ انقلابءِ بۆ پێداک اِنت.“ اے راستے ءُ کَس انکار کُت نکنت. بلۆچ لانگ‌مارچ که چه ماھےءَ گێش اسلام‌آبادءَ نِشت، زۆراکی سَگّت ءُ بلۆچستانءَ واترئےِ کُت، مھلوکءَ انچۆ وَشّ‌آتک کت ٹیمے ورڈکپے بکٹّیت. اے بلاهێں آشۆبے اَت که ڈاکٹر مھرنگءِ گْوانکےءَ اینچو مھلوک اَتک ءُ شالءَ
Dr Mahrang Baloch should consider parliamentary politics
You could not fault Dr Mahrang Baloch for saying she smelled a revolution during one of the largest political rallies in Balochistan’s history last week. The Baloch long march – which survived the hostilities in Islamabad for over a month and returned to Balochistan like a World Cup-winning team – was a revolution in itself,