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Khusro Mumtaz

Horroristan – Khusro Mumtaz

Sometimes I think I live not in a country but a horror movie. A Kafkaesque, surreal nightmare of nameless bureaucracies and ever-looming dangers that threaten to swallow up helpless, confused individuals at any moment. Where life is…

How Dare She? – Khusro Mumtaz

Malala Yousafzai is a clever little girl. Too clever by half. Back in 2012, at the ripe old age of 11 (when her parents should have actually been thinking about getting her married off soon so that she could really begin to fulfil the…

That Time Again? – Khusro Mumtaz

The grapevine has it that the end game is nigh. That the present order is to end soon, followed by interim elections, a parliament with no clear majority, and a cobbled together government. A new dispensation that – despite whatever sheen…

The Second 10 Overs – Khusro Mumtaz

The umpire is yet to raise his finger, nobody’s been declared out and the match drags on and on. The nation watches the marches and counter-marches, the jalsas and the counter-jalsas with increasingly glazed eyes as the rupee tumbles and…

Twenty Twenty – Khusro Mumtaz

As I write this, the Captain is leading his team on to the ground known as the ‘Red Zone’, intent on blowing up the pitch if he doesn’t get the ball in one hand and the bat in the other as well as have the match declared in his favour. I…

My Dear Countrymen – Khusro Mumtaz

Meray aziz humwatanon. Lend me your ears. Better yet, lend – nay, give me your money. Ahem. Sorry – got sidetracked a bit. Plenty of time for that later. Back to the subject at hand. Let’s start again from the beginning.My dear countrymen.…