Years passed by a i kept hearing stories from some people about their "adventures". I happened to go to Lahore for a getting some documents for my fathers business. Was told by a person about a certain hotel where i could get laid. Coming out of railway station i hired a rickshaw and i was almost sweating when i asked the rickshaw driver to take me to the said hotel. He looked at me for a while and said sure sir. I got in, on the way he said, "sir hor vi changey hotel ney, meri...

This is a story of one of my friends. And before you read on, discretion is advised, as its contents may offend some people. I am not trying to justify anything here, just plainly narrating a story.

I grew up in a usual Pakistani household, which is neither too religious nor modern. My father had humble origins but he worked very hard to establish his business, and money was never a problem for me. When i was in 9th grade i used to hear about some boys in class who brought nude...

L.J writes about Moghul emperor Shahjahan

.....when shahjahan dispensed justice in his durbar, he overlooked them from a high canopied dias with a delicately painted ceiling. If he glanced upwards, he saw a panel which portrays Orpheus playing his lute before wild beasts who, bewitched by his music are calmly seated around him. The scene was a reminder to the king and his successors that they were solomonic kings. Like thracian musician, they were bringers of harmony, spreading peace...

MeiN aik larki sey piyaar kerta tha, us ney mujhey dhoka dey diya, ab meiN kiya karooN