The ladies of Black Panther are killing it.
It's hard out there for a goddess of wisdom.
It's like walking into a wall that melts away only to gather around you one step later.
Of the moon, fireworks and poetry.
Take out Salman Khan, and everything's fine.
"Nothing's happening and it's nobody's fault."
Munem Wasif's haunting debut solo got me thinking about my own writing.
Remembering 24 Frames and Untitled
Who needs censors when there's self-censorship?
What did you do between Oct 12-18? I watched 33 films.
"The satiny material of her burkha shone where it caught the sunlight. It stretched, dipped, billowed and moulded against her body because of the wind. The magnifying glass inched down her form, past the arc of her covered head, along the fluid lines of wind-puffed material. Hadpude didn’t blink. He just looked. His eyes travelled from head to toe, from photo to photo."