Fable Factory / So long, goodbye
13 July 2023
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The Last Few Fries
13 July 2023
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Fable Factory / Love will live
6 July 2023
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Fable Factory / Storytellers
6 July 2023
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Fable Factory / Concrete sorrow
22 June 2023
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Fable Factory / Chander Buri and an insomniac’s drivel
22 June 2023
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Death of a novelist
15 June 2023
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Fable Factory / Blurry artwork
8 June 2023
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Fable Factory / Droplets of eternity
8 June 2023
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Upside Down world
1 June 2023
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SHOUT
THE REALEST
Ambling into his dimly lit room, Maruf hastily shuts the door closed, cutting off abbu mid-lecture about whatever nonsense he was yammering about.
16 November 2016
To Divinity
Vie, we win, we incept on Mother Earth.
9 November 2016
Crossroads
The nights could not have been colder; the air during the day could not have been any muskier. The place, it reeked of blood.
9 November 2016
The Festival of Joy
The sun poked me
9 November 2016
I Wish
It was 2 o'clock. The sky was clouded today, but somehow, somewhere in the distance, a star shone. Bright like the sun—only smaller.
9 November 2016
A Paradise Found
Beside a small town, there was a meadow. Nobody ever gave a glance towards it. It was always part of the surroundings.
2 November 2016
From Mirpur to Massachusetts
Most of us are familiar with the devastating occurrence of a very close friend or relative moving to another country in search of a “better future” and abandoning us for a lifetime.
2 November 2016
The Sapling And Life
There weren't any animals then.
2 November 2016
Adamantine
She is the storm that shatters the silence. She is the wave that breaks against the shore. The radiance of this surreal abode lingers in his eyes.
2 November 2016
Of Horses and Wizards
I furiously typed seven choice curse words involving horses at the wannabe Wiccan on the messageboard. M'gick or Mgick.com was where practitioners of The Art most often hung out.
26 October 2016
Your Mirage; my shelter
I used to look up at the starry sky
26 October 2016
Realities
"You're not real" Rida whispered as a rivulet of sweat trickled down her forehead. She kept on repeating it like a mantra, "You're not real, I'm only imagining," as if convincing herself more than convincing the figure before her.
26 October 2016
Sun Kissed
A gust of brisk air brushed her face as she stood under the sky, strands of her hair flying about. A stream of sunlight spotlighted her beautiful face, causing her to squint a little.
26 October 2016
Training Wheels
The little girl had a mixture of bewilderment and relief plastered to her face. She had swerved herself and her bicycle out of the CNG auto-rickshaw's path at just the right moment, narrowly averting the head-on collision.
19 October 2016
Her grave and the Amaranth
A butterfly sat on her grave, “Where are you from?” she asked.
19 October 2016
Dilemma!
Tangled and twined in tag of war
19 October 2016
HOPSCOTCH
The July sun heaved its rays of blazing light that reflected on the tin houses crumpled together and stung people nearby like needles of fire.
19 October 2016
Saudade
It was snowing outside. The white, smooth ice covered the whole front yard. The ambience was cold and harsh, yet had traces of warmth and comfort in its own way.
5 October 2016
The City of Rain
Owl hoots at midnight. Sun ray has just entered into its calculated ambit.
5 October 2016
Of Daydreams and More
I resurface to reality when he waves a hand in front of my face.
5 October 2016