The sound of birds chirping outside the window is constant. Lush grass and small plants cover the muddy brown landscape around me. The wind is still but every now and then it picks up and a small breeze enters the room through the iron mesh of the window. Many dark green trees dot the horizon. …
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Mullah’s daughter and depression
The house was spotlessly clean. Aneesa’s mother had laid out her best china on the small table in the sitting room. The kitchen was full of the warm smell of onion bhaji and samosas. Aneesa’s sister had put the gulab jamans in a silver tray in neat little patterns.. Aneesa was on the roof staring …
Yaroshlum
Are you a place or a state of mind? Why are those old bricks so important to me? Is it that they take me back in time When I was not a beggar on the street Or does it make me feel whole Takes away the hole in my soul Takes away the memory of …
Myan Putro and the Imposter wife
The night outside was dark and cold, the wind howling and rattling windows, every now and then an angry gust would shake the doors as if trying to break them. The whole family was gathered around the warm stove. Dad was telling them the story of ‘Myan Putro’ an old woman who lived in the …
The dreamer in a dry land
He walked through the fields of wheat dry brown grass crunching under his feet, broke a few sheaves to check the size of the grain and sighed to see how small and unhealthy it appeared. He turned his head towards the sky squinting to avoid the blazing sun – the wheat crop always suffered when …
Lahoo Lahoo Kashmir
A little girl at the foot of the hill mother asked her pick up some wood and broken branches the house is cold the babies are shivering need some warmth the little girl hid behind trees eyes wide with fear making sure no one saw her the tall fat men with big guns and shoes …
The soul collector
The soul collector A beautiful girl was dancing in the middle of the hall. She was an expert of Kathak dancing. The chandelier was brightly lit, the whirling reflection of the girls multi coloured clothes was creating a rainbow effect in the giant mirrors along the walls. The jingly bits around her feet making …
Vulture Zone
There had been a terrible accident at an overhead crossing, the newly built overhead had collapsed and crashed into oncoming traffic killing more than thirty people and injuring several others. The chief officials of the department responsible were gathered around a table in heated discussion how best to deal with the media and police. The …
Road to Ubari
Life at an oil rig can be quite lonely. Nothing but mounds of yellow sand swirling all the way to the horizon. No trees vegetation or shrubs to break the monotony of the landscape. Grey steel masts and appliances of the rig with just the blue and grey cabins dotted around. A metal platform shinning …
NYAH
The African sun was high in the sky but it was cool under the shade of the Eucalyptus trees. The house was quiet, all the morning chores were done. Nyah had washed all the pots and pans, fed her baby brother some gruel, cleaned the rooms and washed all the clothes. It was time to …
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