“You should publish this!” Reza stated as Frieda engaged herself in sorting her crisp cotton sarees neatly. “Nopes!” Frieda replied as she hung a starched pink Lucknawi chikan saree in her wardrobe. “But why?” Reza almost shrieked. “This’d sell like hotcakes!” “It’s an incomplete diary entry, Rey” Frieda shrugged, “no one’s ever gonna be interested.”… Read More A Piece of Heart
“What would ya’ do without me?” Sierra chuckled at the tiny tot who was struggling to get his head through the neck of the sweater. As the toddler craned his head out, he squealed, “You’re mean!” “I know that, Auggy…and that’s why ya’ love me.” She teased him, passing him his breakfast at the counter.… Read More The Embrace
As she rummaged through her bag to look for her scarf and cigarettes, Anaaya turned towards the bathroom and shouted, “This can’t keep going on forever, Vidyut. I am not even your wife yet.” Vidyut screamed back, “…and I am just so thankful.” He continued shaving his beard as he readied himself to leave for… Read More Taking a Break
“Do you know what this is?” Urshia asked, the sadness in her eyes evident, though a mild smile played on her lips. “Is this your last gift?” Saffiya asked, as her attention was drawn to the two-in-one cassette player Urshia was holding on her lap. She acknowledged it as the final gift her husband might… Read More Wazul Jhelum
How easy it is for a disillusioned person to acknowledge hope?… Read More A Country Without People
