
Who Will Save You From Me?
Long ago, there was a small community in a desert area. Its people lived peacefully, until a gang of bandits started plundering and pillaging in

Long ago, there was a small community in a desert area. Its people lived peacefully, until a gang of bandits started plundering and pillaging in

“Mmm… these Kebab rolls are scrumptious!” complimented Ali, as he started on his second helping. Samrah Apa smiled merrily from behind the sizzling fry pan,

“Assalamu alaikum, kids! How are you all doing?” boomed Wael Ibrahim, our guest speaker at the LiveDeen conference in Karachi. He had flown all the

“What’s the big idea?” shouted a surprised Ali at the top of his voice. Hannah had just ruined his science project by spilling her drink

“I am not going back to school… that’s it!” Ali yelled with a firm chin raised and arms crossed against his chest. Dadi Jan and

Ali, Omar, and Hassan were taking turns to play. Ali’s cell phone had broken down. Omar’s had been taken away by his parents for a

“I want Mama!” wailed five-year-old Hannah. Dad cradled her gently. “Nani is very ill. Right now, Mama needs to be with her Mama. Nani needs

Ali, Omar and Hassan stood gazing at the sea. Wild currents crashed to the shore, spraying frothy water and salty droplets on their faces. Their

“That was my favorite ring. How could I be so careless?” Samra Apa sniffed away a tear. Mama gently stroked Samra Apa’s head, which was

It was a lazy Sunday. I was still in bed. My bedroom looked like a battle ground: clothes on the floor, games and books strewn