The Black Shawl

‘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 →

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Miya Jellaluddin – Tryst with lost wisdom

He sat on his chaupaal with a cup of tea and an Urdu newspaper, adjusting his old eyeglasses and a chair that squeaked as he moved. His presence was never daunting to the kids who preferred playing around his veranda while he gulped down his sugarless tea. His veranda was nothing short of a dichotomy... Continue Reading →

The Corporate Bitch

 He sat at his desk with tears in his eyes. Broken, shattered and tired, he wanted to go home and lock himself up. With no strength to carry on, he continuously stared at the clock on his screen. All his life he had been a corporate bitch; a tail wagging helpless creature that would leave no... 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 →

Metamorphosis

It is a wonderful feeling. It feels like all the happiness in this world has surrendered to your desires. It feels like all the worries have disappeared. It feels like a grain of salt thrown in Deep Ocean. It feels like I could hear from my heart and sing through my eyes. All my life... 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 →

An Artist’s Dichotomy of Love

"My imaginations ran wild with every passing thought. My youth wasn’t spent chasing worldly desires. I spent it in forests building connections with animals. I spent it on shores of deep oceans; turbulent on surface yet calm deep within. I spent it spreading colors on my canvas; colors which brought my imaginations to life. I... Continue Reading →

The Unbroken Train

Although the journey had already begun long ago but my sense of existence declared the commencement of my maiden voyage. It wasn’t tough at the beginning. My father would get down at every possible station to buy us food and clothes. Days and nights rotated perfectly. My mother would cover me with a silk shawl... Continue Reading →

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