I hate December. Sometimes, when you live in Karachi, life seems to take a particular malicious sort of pleasure in aggravating you. Never more so than in December. And January. Definitely January. Pakistani weddings tend to be pretty lavish affairs, no matter who you are, or how much you earn. Most weddings are spread over [...]

Waking up to a hangover is never any fun. It’s even less so when the reason for that hangover is lying in your bed, your mother is pounding on the bedroom door to wake you up, and you reek of cheap bootlegged local vodka. And in Karachi, at that. “Get into the bathroom,” I hissed [...]