-
A chance encounter…
Written by
on
Day-1 She looked down.And met the gaze of the woman who was staring back at her.Her kohl rimmed eyes were watery with tears. So was the woman’s.She leaned over a…
-
A Confluence of Cultures….
Written by
on
Let’s cut straight to the chase, shall we?As exciting as it is, to belong to two very diverse and different cultures, I know for one-it can be terribly taxing!Born of…
-
The case of an Accidental Death
Written by
on
She had been 24 then. It was horrible.She had been left, scarred. Both outside and from within. And.She hadn’t been kissed ever since. She is 26 now.There was a suitor.…
-
The Fisherwoman
Written by
on
Just the other day, I visited the fishmongers. Needless to say, it had been a very messy business. As I walked through tiny alleyways, I saw a plump fisherwoman haggle…
-
Nostalgia : The art of yearning
Written by
on
As I sit here, in the confines of my room, busy as a scribe, I write this article. It isn’t an article, nay; in fact, this is a letter from…
-
A Rite of Passage (an excerpt)
Written by
on
Sultana Bibi looked the girl up and down. She was pleasant to look at, with fair skin and thick, long hair. But she didn’t have it in her. She shook…