Monrovia Liberia, on the coast of West Africa is an exceedingly dreary city; dismay sets in at first sight. Murtaza…

…continued from Afghanistan Once Again – Part One: Back to Nili airport and off to Yakawlang! The unholy hour of…

I am in a terrible mood. Really. You would be as well, if you went through a colonoscopy and stepped…

Visiting Afghanistan is always a challenge; security jitters, uncertainties about almost everything, inordinate security checks, senseless laws, rural and remote…

The terrible Boston Marathon bombing instantly gives me bad jitters; here we go. Again. Lunatics perhaps, probably from a Salafist…

I love elderly people; they relate wonderful tales of yore. They are also mirrors, in whose eyes I see my…

Tanzania in general, the people of Dar es Sallam, worldwide Khoja Shias, but especially the Dar es Salaam Khoja community…

Dear Mr. President, Salutations and peace to you and yourn family. My name is Ali Yusufali; it may interest you…

Oh. My. Gawd, you are such an uncool Dad! Why can’t you, like, be like other Dads? Exclaims my twelve-year-old…

I sit at my desk, minding my own business, at peace with the world and, for a change, the world…

Most of today is a wait in anticipation of what is to come. Karachi streets are empty, young kids play…

A trip to Pakistan is always a frustrating challenge certainly, but with intertwining interesting episodes that can leave me in…