By Nahid W. I am Alone Alone in this world No love of A MOTHER No care FROM A FATHER My body shaking with hunger My eyes light FILLED with tears. WITH every step THAT I TAKE THE doors CLOSE in front of me You see my face BUT Read more…
by Eisha Sarkar Somewhere across The River Indus A girl dreams Of a bright future. Scraps of paper Pens and brushes Words and forms, She births many. Her immense talent The force of her will Veils and boundaries She shatters with skill. A mind full of ideas A heart full Read more…
By Eisha Sarkar In the first week of January this year, Kirthi Jayakumar and I received a lengthy email from Robert McNulty about Nahid Walizadda, an Afghan refugee living in Peshawar, Pakistan. Nahid had shared a lot of her drawings and paintings with Bill Woolley who had volunteered for a Read more…
Before I plunge into what I want to share from my class with Mahgul last week, I’d like to start by offering some context. Right now, in India, a range of events, both political and social, have created fractured segments of divided opinions. In some instances, people who disagree do Read more…
By Eisha Sarkar The ability to be the most hopeful in the most abysmal circumstances is a character of the human spirit. Since the beginning of my engagement with Pax Populi I have been very surprised at Muhammad Qasem Jami’s optimism. Here is a man, who has grown up in Read more…