When living in the UK for my year abroad I had two Pakistani housemates, also one Indian and one South Korean. As my landlord told me where they would be from I was wondering how we’d all get along. I had no prejudices as such but this just seemed an extremely international mix. Unsurprisingly we got on extraordinarily well. 😀 A few years later, after Fayeza had finished her phd and returned to Karachi, I went to visit her. The plan was to afterwards spread the word in Europe about how Pakistan isn’t at all how the media represents it. I created this blog and shared some images to show the beautiful side of Pakistan. But writing didn’t come so easy as I had taken in so many impressions in these very intense six weeks of travelling the length and breadth of the country. It’s been 1 1/2 years, that I have spent reflecting, having many many facebook chats with people who messaged me after seeing my comments on Pakistani pages or world media, doing my final oral exam (for British Cultural Studies) on partition and the final American Literature exam on the representation of Muslims in 9/11 fiction. Since fiction is determined by real life I read plenty of non-fiction books on how Muslims people mistaken for Muslims were treated in the US at that time, took some seminars on religion, went to a few conferences …. and now started feeling that it was time to take up some of thoughts I had back then and put them into context. The past 1 1/2 years of reflection have proved to me once again that across the world we are connected by our shared humanity.