On a late summer evening, my eyes vary from life itself; it's often the case, a cloudy malady. I was on the hunt for writers on Balochistan when I came across a blog by a journalist. It was 2013, the blog was called Terra Incognita. I read the biographical note on the blog first:
Sajid…
Pakistan’s YouTube philosophy boom marks the rise of a vernacular counter-university: born of educational failure, religious anxiety, youth precarity, creator culture, and algorithmic theatre. Its promise is access. Its danger is the glamour of certainty before the discipline of thought.
A recent graduation speech by Dr Nauman Naqvi at Habib University gives us a precise…
In this paper I will try to answer very important questions related to the Baloch struggle and the toll it has taken on lives and the importance those lives have gained for they sacrificed not for personal benefits but for the Baloch nation. Questions were proposed and posed by Saeeda Mengal w/o Shaheed Faisal Mengal.…
On Inherited Unfreedom in Pakistan
A few days ago I was in Lahore. We walked to Aiwan-e-Iqbal in the evening, air thick with smoke from grills and passing cars. The day wound down with freckles of orange light sprinkling across Mall Road, gentle against the rush of the city. The endless sprawl of asphalt and…
All photography by Akash Hamirani
Trees and humans are cousins. They are offspring of the same ancestors. They have coexisted since the first day. As time passed, they became more distinct and distant from each other. As the capitalist system commodified nature, trees were also commodified by the system. Now, human beings don’t see the centuries-old…
Atreyee Gupta’s Non-Aligned does not simply recover a forgotten Third World modernism; it asks whether modernism itself must be rethought when decolonization, development, and anti-imperial thought are treated as conditions of form.
Modernism’s problem was never simply that it excluded the rest of the world. Its deeper violence was that it made Europe’s experience…
On the night of March 19, 2025, 13 unidentified bodies were buried in Quetta's Kasi graveyard in darkness, days after a train hijacking incident by separatist groups some 117 km from Balochistan’s capital. No names. No families present. No explanation.
In a video that was circulated across social media, a man is heard saying the…
A personal meditation on Trump’s threat of civilizational death, and on what it means when power turns catastrophe into speech.
It was one of those evenings when waiting ceased to feel passive and became an ordeal. I felt it first in the body: a recoil, a fatigue, a kind of emotional depletion that seemed…
The state wrote the best epigraph for Mohammed Hanif. A Case of Exploding Mangoes lived happily enough in English for years, mixing offence and admiration. Then it reached Urdu, the national language, the ungated room. Men arrived at the publisher’s office and took the books away. The message did not require a memo.
Rebel English…
A note on the Gulgee Museum, and the handbook that refuses to settle Gulgee
By Narendra Pachkhédé
Art history is where a nation’s cultural life becomes a border regime. It grants entry, issues credentials, seals certain practices with the stamp of “modern,” and files others into quiet nonappearance—present in rooms, absent on the page. The…
Victor Mallet’s Far-Right France is a field guide to how the RN becomes ordinary: centre exhaustion, party professionalisation, media-driven fear, and grievance turned into destiny. France’s “moment de bascule” is not just French; it is a European threshold with Atlantic consequences, and it helps decode what’s unfolding south of our border, where immigration enforcement in…
From Cold War montage to contemporary capture, on the persistence of imperial form.
Why intervention no longer argues its case, but edits it.
“Nothing is lost if one has the courage to proclaim that all is lost and we must begin again.”
— Julio Cortázar. Around the Day in Eighty Worlds.
Translated by Thomas Christensen.…