The Green Heartbeat


We are a nation who, for the most part, is vocal about the problems that we are faced with. Majority cannot be bothered about actually doing anything because the belief that identifying a problem absolves one from taking responsibility. Then people … Continue reading

Butterfly Season by Natasha Ahmed


Set in England this is a story of Ahad and Rumi where their lives are at times under the dictates of others. Rumi is one of those modern women from Pakistan who think that they are westernized but still make … Continue reading

Haveli by Zeenat Mahal


Another coloured post for Zeenat Mahal’s book. The covers are such that I could not stop myself from doing that. I will put in a few bits from the story but I do not think they could be called spoilers. You can … Continue reading

Season(s)


Season in itself is nothing. It is a combination of different aspects prevalent to an area. To understand the climate of a certain region, it is imperative to study the temperature (that stays the same for some time), air pressure … Continue reading

The Contract by Zeenat Mahal


This post has coloured font because it would not be fair if it was black with the cover of the book. Set mostly in Lahore (Pakistan), this novella is the story of Hussain and Shahira. The Contract is Zeenat Mahal’s … Continue reading

How Do I Raise $ 7,000 In A Few Months?


For some time now, I have wanted to attend this summer program called Summer Business Scholars Program (SBSP) hosted by the Booth School of Business, University of Chicago. Now before I go any further let me give you some background … Continue reading

Tanhaiyan Naye Silsilay


Tanhaiyan naye Silsilay – a TV show I started watching in past few weeks and I am glad to say that it is one of the best I have ever seen. With Marina Khan, Behroze Sabzwari, Durdana Butt, Badar Khalil, … Continue reading

Respect Your National Flag


http://archives.dawn.com/dawnftp/72.249.57.55/dawnftp/weekly/yworld/archive/080816/yworld22.htm

A link because I once wrote the words that you are about to read to get them published in Young World. Merely posting it here again to relive the ownership of these words and sentences.

If you go to this link, you will see that the name there is Hina Ghaffar and not Hina Tabassum Khatri because back in my College days, I never bothered to use my middle name and my surname. Previously I wrote my name as Hina Ghaffar. A. Ghaffar being my father’s name.

Every year on Independence Day people decorate their houses with buntings and get their children plastic flags of Pakistan. I would like to request all Pakistanis to abandon this practice. These buntings will not in any way help our country. You might think that I bear no love for my country and am not a patriotic person, but it is not so. The reason I ask this favour is plain and simple: I respect my nation’s flag.

I might sound stupid but many of you must have noticed that after the dusk of 14th of August, all the buntings and all those plastic flags are found in the dustbins and on the sides of the streets along with all the dust and trash. And are trampled under feet of almost everyone.

I request all Pakistanis that if they cannot respect their flag, they can at least not disgrace it. The flag of our nation matters a lot to patriotic Pakistanis.

Hina Ghaffar