It was the summer of 1987. I was in Kalhora colony, Hyderabad at my uncles' place during school vacations. One morning when I got up and went to buy milk from the dairy of Chacha Deenu Soomro Shikarpuri, I found blood on the wooden gate of my uncle's house. There was a printed note on the door fixed with glue Jeay Muhajir.
The time has come for Sindhi, especially Sindhi in Diaspora, to seriously opt for taking the formal case of Sindh in the United Nations on the basis of historical treaties signed between sovereign country of Sindh and the Britain before Britain's invasion of Sindh as well as crimes committed by the State of Pakistan and its ethno-communal mercenaries against Sindhi. This has become necessary especially after the recent blackmailing attempts by the sate-cronies.
"Politics is the business of shrewd. Let us talk apolitically," a passer by suggested me while protesting at Jantar Mantar, New Delhi. I think he was right, however to certain extent. Therefore, I have decided to write an apolitical series on the Pakistani matters.