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You know, your eyes reflect the light
13 January 2016

Reveling in Simplicity

He was a rain maker, sitting in prayer, beckoning rain, while she churned the soil under the blazing sun.
13 January 2016

Bloody Freesia

She quickly finished pinning her bun in place and hurried out of the shabby apartment, grabbing her keys and a few five dollar bills on the way.
13 January 2016

A Lullaby

It's okay, You can sleep now, rest your helpless soul
6 January 2016

Peek-a-boo

You woke up one winter night all on a sudden and asked me to peek inside your heart.
6 January 2016

Memories

Mornings weren't kind to me anymore.
6 January 2016

WORDPLAY: U

Unless I stopped writing I knew I would be trapped in that tiny world of ours:
6 January 2016

SUNNY

“Sunny,” I said to myself. I was wheezing, my breath ragged. “Sunny?” I gasped. It was my name. As far as I can remember...
30 December 2015

My Best Friend Zuko

One day I was playing cricket with my friends near a field of my house. That day the game was exciting and fun-filled but unfortunately it started raining, we had to stop playing and we took shelter under a tree.
23 December 2015

58 Kilograms

Julie sat at the far end of the table, her eyes transfixed on the sundae that sat in front of me. She didn't need to speak for me to know
23 December 2015

My Best friend Zuko

One day I was playing cricket with my friends near a field of my house. That day the game was exciting and fun-filled but unfortunately it started raining, we had to stop playing and we took shelter under a tree.
19 December 2015

At the Crossroads

Rafi waved his hands absent-mindedly as if tracing complex patterns in the air. Mahir and Salim sat perched atop the only bed, strewn with the familiar debris of any dorm room: two soiled shirts, a half-eaten pack of chanachur, and a newspaper dated February 20, 1952.
16 December 2015

WORDPLAY: T

The curl of her hair straightened as my fingers brushed through;
9 December 2015

HOPE'S A DEAD BIRD

Hope dared to fly; it had grown new wings
9 December 2015

Last Words

The faces crowded around her bed, albeit distorted by her poor vision, remained recognizable. Her two daughters, one son. Five grandchildren. Those little buggers.
9 December 2015

The Astronomer's Daughter

“Now I'm looking for you, or anyone like you.”
9 December 2015

WORDPLAY: S

She taught my kisses to lie
2 December 2015

Insomnia

I wish I had Insomnia So I would never Have to Sleep.
2 December 2015

Infuriating, So Infuriating

He's convinced that she's the single most infuriating person on this planet.
2 December 2015

WHITE DREAMS AND COTTONFLAKE SMILES

Another reason why Hasin doesn't completely dislike winter is coffee.
2 December 2015