Friday, April 26, 2019

Plotistan

If I had not been in the company Kotha-e-Aval, the First Donkey, I swear by all the horrors hidden under the dark shroud that...

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....

Thanda Gosht

By Saadat Hasan Manto Soon as Eesher Singh entered the room, Kalwant Kaur got up from the bed, stared at him with her sharp...

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...

Five Minute Walk

Cool breezes kissed her cheeks. Hair flicks fell on face. A two lane wide road welcomed. She stepped out of the Metro station. One...

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.

For Reading Gorky

By Stuti Govil The fridge is poorly stocked. All the vegetables are now condemned to their present state of dereliction. The scant milk gives off...

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...