Saturday, November 17, 2018

Fiction

Testimony

soap-woar! soap-woar! soap-woar! Koap-woar! Koap-woar! Koap-woar! Hund-woar! Hund-woar! Hund-woar! It’s barely 7AM but Batmaloo bus stand has burst forth onto the day, its quotidian cacophonies...

The first attack

Clouds of odorous smoke billowed out from under the two iron channels where the shutter of Ab Jaan’s waan fit. Not presuming it to...

In the Shrine of Laurence

Masterjee, the most noble and gentle person of our hamlet used to teach students of whole village. He used to give more sermons than...

The day I died

People would call me Jan Soab, they still do, but with some suffixes added like Janti or Janatgaar. I left my body last Saturday....

Discourse of the learned

Through the alleys of the giant library, walled with rags and book volumes, I was walking. Fragrance of old paper was inspiring me to...

Women; two lives

  “Will you tell these stories in your papers?” Amala squints up at Reva’s oval face. She really looks very much like her sister Meera....

In a dream

He looked into the sky and realized that its blue colour had resigned to red. The sun was setting. He turned his face to...

Torn pages

You know, the creepy sensation between my legs makes me dizzy. That day, in the crowded bus full of chattering men, where I was the only girl- a small girl coming back from school, a hand kept groping at me.

The neglected

By Umar Lateef Misgar and Khalid Fayaz She called her friend, Sahil, and told him about the chemist who had slid his phone number into...

Suffocation in the forest

By Haroon Rashid Dar “Oh, how I love adventure! And today is such a pleasant day... The greenery of nature, the flower booms, and this scorching heat of July..!” thought Muhammad Asif to himself. He made up his mind and...

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