Category Archives: Baloch Family

Threads of Tradition, Pieces of Gold

What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in?

What stands out in my cultural heritage is the craftsmanship of Balochi clothing and jewellery. The loose-fitted kurtas, decorated with silk thread embroidery and mirror work, display a level of artistry that is both unique and timeless. Each tribe has its own distinctive embroidery and jewellery style, which is what makes Baloch culture so diverse and recognizable.

Personally, I am most drawn to the jewellery pieces from the Mazari and Bugti families. Their designs have a richness and individuality that set them apart, and I feel fortunate to have inherited pieces from both through my family. From the elaborate gold headpieces to finely crafted gold clips, from heavy statement necklaces to delicate chains in different designs, and from handmade cuffs to intricate bracelets, these ornaments showcase the versatility and creativity of Baloch craftsmanship.

The inherited antique jewellery carries an irreplaceable value. The kundan work, the ruby and emerald detailing set into pure gold, and the remarkable neatness of every design reflect a level of mastery that today’s jewellers cannot replicate. Each piece was made to last for generations, and the longevity of that workmanship is something modern techniques often fail to achieve. People may try to reproduce these styles, but the originals remain unmatched in both precision and beauty.

Balochi jewellery as a whole has its own distinction. Bold and heavy, it reflects a culture that values strength and status. Clothes and jewellery together create a striking identity, instantly rooted in tradition yet varied across regions and tribes.

Yet, while these traditions hold value, it is clear that culturally and mentally there is still much that needs to change. In the end, heritage should not only be about preserving beauty but also about progressing in ways that make the culture stronger and more inclusive for the future.

Note to myself.

I absolutely loved focusing on my education and career. I wanted to be self reliant and never rely on some man to pay for me. That is what I had in my head when I was in my student years. I was the most hard working one in my group, heavily focused on the presentations, exams and all the class participation. I always stood out and almost every teacher pointed it out. I was so aware about what was happening on in this country and all the international news. Maybe it was my love for reading papers, scrolling through twitter and get all the latest updates or my father generally discussing what’s happening around the world.

I had so many dreams and ambitions. But I forgot the backward environment I belonged from. Sure I have traveled more than an average woman of my age. That broadened my horizons. Changed how I looked at things and people. Made me want to dissociate with people real quick. Life is too short to be around people you aren’t certain of.

When I was in my undergrad I had made it clear to my parents that I had a few universities in my head for my postgrad. Particularly King’s College London. While there was still time left the topic wasn’t really argued upon. But as soon as I graduated and obtained the GPA for the university I wanted to get into my sweet mother told me how girls from our culture can’t go abroad for further studies. That is the moment my world came crashing down. My parents could have easily sent me abroad and it was a one year course with no break straight. But the sick thought of what might the “society” say made them kill my goals and dreams. I wanted to pursue a career in journalism in a renowned foreign news channel. Away from the ruckus of this country.

I never wanted to repeat the cycle of how it was like being a girl from a huge Baloch Family. I had goals and dreams far bigger than this society. But another dream was wasted and life was lost. This all made me regret years of my education and studies. I wish either my family had never given me that exposure and if they did they should’ve been kind enough to encourage me to pursue my ambitions and dreams.

This society is not meant for women. They are only treasured when they suffer quietly and that too when they’re dead. I absolutely loathe it when a woman has to shrink herself for the society to feel big about itself. DONT EVER DO THAT. Support your child regardless of their gender to achieve their dream, careers or just don’t make them dream of it next time if you can’t help them achieve it. We put our culture before anything else without realising how much outdated it is. Repeating the same cycle for generations has led to nothing but a steep decline in a lot of families. Their thoughts and existence is limited. I hope we change the society and make it a better place for people (particularly girls) to pursue what they want.