Sughar has a big goal, A goal to create a society where women are not killed for Honor but are honored and given equal status….To reach this goal we at Sughar have been struggling from years to find the right…
Sughar has a big goal, A goal to create a society where women are not killed for Honor but are honored and given equal status….To reach this goal we at Sughar have been struggling from years to find the right…
We at Sughar Women Program work in tribal and rural areas of Pakistan where amazing and inspiring stories from women each day become the reason for our continuous struggle and enthusiasm. We bring you another yet story from a small…
This 15th of Feb 2012 marked a significant day in the Fashion Industry of Pakistan as Pakistan’s first ever Rural Women Brand called Sughar was launched by Rural Women from Sindh and Balochistan facilitated by Sughar Women Program of Participatory…
In my life I have continuously interacted with two very different worlds… My work for instance takes me to scenarios highly varying from each other… times when surrounded by sober looking men with curly beards and angry eyes that are…
Wrinkles have taken over her face now, especially when she smiles the folds gather around her mouth giving away a feeling of warmth and affection. While her frail body have refused for her to move around much now but her…
Story of your support to Salehan Bibi They are not wrong when they say, “Hope is a good thing”. It’s a life saver, a tiny rope to hold on when falling off a cliff and sometimes a salvation from bitter…
This is the story about a young girl from the small village of Jhongal in Upper Sindh. She among the thousands from her village who was baldy effected by the floods in Pakistan, and hence having lost everything to water…
“Why does suddenness brings urgency and importance? Isn’t human sympathy sustainable when it comes to natural disasters”? Asks a flood survivor in Thatta district as relief fades away along with the days that pass. Now when the flood survivors are…
“I Search for Water” A nomad in my own territory The dust flies above, heat and sweat unbearably rapid, blisters formed beneath my feet, breathing…softly, harshly sometimes cant…a hoarse breathing….like a request, tongue dried and feathery, and the sun up…