Siyaah Haashiye are vignettes of the partition of India; black borders written with the same dark blood that oozed from both sides on a land that was ripped to pieces and has never quite managed to pull itself together yet. More than 60 years have passed; 55 since Manto himself was laid to rest but the bloodstains of that massacre still haunt the generations on both sides of the divide: dates have changed; places have changed and so have names but the nature of man remains the same; the struggle against our own self continues