There are no heroes in the latest kerfuffle over judges, just a clash of giant egos

From now on I’m only going to watch tennis in Arabic.

Recently released images show massive destruction and monstrous, devouring clouds of dust that are normally reserved for Hollywood blockbusters. Of course, the reality of it all is what makes the viewer gasp.

Decoding the Taliban puzzle is harder than figuring out what’s happening on Lost.

Salman Ahmad has a knack for self-promotion. Though he likes to toot his own horn and even embellish the melody a bit, it seems like he is making new fans outside the South Asian community: many are surprised by his story of a moderate majority in the Muslim world who like things such as music and, heck, even peace.

For the last year, as Islamabad, Lahore and especially Peshawar came under unrelenting attack Karachiites nervously wondered why they had been spared the carnage. This illusion has met a bitter end.

Though it was not exactly like Kafka’s The Trial, there was still something nightmarish about this recent, and now infamous, trial.

I think it’s fair to say that today, being brown or of Muslim descent (whether you are religious or not) is the equivalent of being Japanese or German in the 1940s and 50s.

Bloomberg News is reporting that Nawaz Sharif has decided not to contest by-elections for the National Assembly.

There is something about being crushed by Roger Federer that brings out the hidden comedian lurking in otherwise humourless players.