Language mold me, Its structure and form bind me

If the city is razed to the ground, the last clock stopped ticking...

The title and the epigraph of Zafar Anjum's Kafka in Ayodhya give a good indication of the central concerns of the short story collection...

Rabindranath Tagore, during his visits abroad, he engaged in intriguing conversations with brilliant minds from across the world – starting from British sci-fi master HG Wells to French dramatist-art historian Romain Rolland to genius German physicist Albert Einstein – where he spoke about the correlation of art and science, international relations and religion, and multiculturalism.

It's over half a century since France – its thinkers, writers, artists, film-makers – became an object of fascination with

Behula silently prayed to Padma and stepped on the walkway. Even a fly falling on it was sliced instantly. Nothing

Kaiser Haq, The Triumph of the Snake Goddess. Cambridge, Mass.: Harvard UP, 2015

A compilation of some of his lesser-known works.

and where will you be when I feel pain?

Thousands of years, I've been knocking around the world's ways

Written words last forever. Women and children in masterly works of fiction are endearing characters. The endearment lasts a lifetime.

It's been an embarrassingly long time since I sat down to write something.

The English language wouldn’t be the same without Shakespeare. He is credited with inventing over 1700 common words and phrases we still use today

When did these dead people awake from their graves?

I stepped inside the house through the drawing room doors. The smell of death assailed my senses. The smell was stale – all pervasive.

Time changes

Eminent litterateur Syed Shamsul Haq is flown to UK for treatment as he has been suffering from critical lungs disease.

In the name of justice...

It often happens nowadays That I do not find my head Spine, is now a distant memory! A question crops up constantly, at birth

By the end of July 1907, news reaches Atiya through a student named Parmeshwar Lal that Iqbal's patriotic songs published in Makhzan have become so popular that they are being sung in the whole of northern India: 'houses, streets, alleys resounded with Iqbal's national songs, which created a feeling of nationalism unknown in India before.'