Miya Jellaluddin and the Lost Child – Part One

“What comes will go. What is found, will be lost again but what you are, is beyond coming and going and beyond description” - Rumi His chaupaal was busy; kids chasing sprightly chickens, dogs sunbathing peacefully and Miya relishing his sugarless tea while sitting on his squeaky chair. The dreadful civil war in Birsa had just ended a month... Continue Reading →

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Alizeh

‘You promised me’ she cried ‘how could you do this?’ She was just a kid and maybe it was time to tell her the truth. Alizeh perhaps was reluctant. She did not want her daughter to contemplate much. Sarah was her only treasure and Alizeh did not want it to lose its shine. ‘Baby, I... Continue Reading →

Catharsis

 “Hello…” This was unexpected. My hands and feet froze and I began to feel like a cripple. I just couldn’t move. I never had this strange feeling in years. “I know what you are thinking. But I must confess that it took a lot of effort to make up my mind. Life is quite unpredictable... Continue Reading →

Nothingness and the visage of strength

It began to rain after a long era of warmth. I stood underneath exposing my bareness, drenching myself. There was a unique purple tinge on the clouds I had never seen before. I searched for my belongings, my clothes, but I couldn’t find them. I began walking ahead to embrace the roughness of the gruesome... Continue Reading →

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