It was a vindictive December … – by Saria Benazir: The month of December initiates, And fetches with it, A saga of struggle, Of inimitable dedication to the land, Of consummate binder to the earth, Of a gallantry, as “Benazir” as she was, A throbbing keepsake of a “Benazir”
Benazir, a never-ending struggle – by Maleeha Manzoor: Have heard from ancestors that: once who bereaves, never comes back! But there are some meritorious people who pass away just in the eyes of world but leave behind a never-ending life – The martyr of democracy “Shaheed Mohtarma
My Benazir lives -by Saria Benazir: BENAZIR – I screech out to top of the volume, as much as my larynx could afford. Engraving the name “Benazir” – it fills my eyes with tears & breaks my heart into trillions. I ramble here and there,
And this is the fact – By Saria Benazir: The words, quoted in my tears – the tears of a supporter of democracy…..these excruciating, but most retarding moments of my life compel me to realize that life is nothing, more than a game of whist – We have