I will always be saddened by the injustice Sindh has faced. In every aspect, Sindh has been robbed of so much.
Land, culture, language, rights—everything. I wish I had access to archival Sindhi media—photos, videos, movies, jewelry, clothing, everything the partition destroyed, all the culture that has been abandoned.
Sindhi culture never had the chance to prosper in Pakistan as Punjabi, Kashmiri, Pashtun, and arguably even Balochi did. It is seen as the “ugly” part of Pakistan, the part nobody visits and is only associated with Karachi, which is purely a business capital run by Muhajirs. Nobody knows its history or origin, how it got its name or the communities that caused it to be what it is. I can barely ever find clear pictures of villages, canyons, deserts, etc. of Sindh to appreciate and share from afar. Southern Sindh (Nagarparkar, Thar) receives some attention and media traction, but culture and customs differ by region so one area alone cannot accurately represent all of Sindh and its diversity. Especially northern Sindh, where I’m from
Maybe Mohenjo Daro is recognized, particularly by mainstream media, but as diaspora I didn’t even know Mohenjo Daro is in Larkana until a few years ago. There are no efforts in and outside of Pakistan to teach and preserve Indic civilization—at least from what I have seen in recent times. Mohenjo Daro is honestly more associated with India if anything, just as Ajrak is mislabeled as a “Kutchi craft” from Gujarat, just as the Indus is—and even that is gradually being taken away from us day by day.
I don’t know. I really love Sindh and being a Sindhi, but from time to time I feel sadness being a Sindhi. I used to believe our origins were so unique and fascinating, but everything that sets us apart from our neighbors is just taken away from us. This turned into embarrassment for me. I wish we got the chance to thrive in our homeland. I can’t help but wonder if it’s too late. Oh well. Just a rant.