Author: Neketra
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Urdu – Jang
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Dusron ki ghustaki ka kya hi daastaan sunaye humHumare apnon ne hi hum pe khanjar marein haiDard hota hai, zakhm behta haiLaal khun deta hai gawahi, gadaari ka Laal ka…
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My 17-step sure shot formula to becoming a writer…
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1. Take birth in an ambiguously or totally dysfunctional family 2. Spend a childhood of always feeling different from the crowd. Preferably experience the death of a loved one, abuse…
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The voices, the ghost and one Ms. Jessica Burrough
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I was new to the town. It was a much-needed change. From the hustle-bustle of the large city that I had previously called home. I needed time away from all…
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Turbulence…and how I deal with it
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I glanced at the woman besides me. She was wriggling her fingers and nervously moving her legs. I am not one to judge on the basis of appearance, but she…
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Smoked Cashews, Salted Macadamias and a lesson learnt…
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The other day, I had been to the mill to purchase nuts and dried fruits. The Arab world has a strong culture of dried fruit consumption and the Indian diaspora…
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The Pincers Narrative
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They emerged from the womb, pristine and clear. Pink, with a tiny sliver of white atop. Soon to be tainted by the woes of humanhood, but not quite yet. It…
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Urdu – Nazar
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Arz kiya hai Hum chahte the, ki duniya hume ussi nazar se dekheHum chahte the, ki duniya hume ussi nazar se dekhe Hamare azeez ne jab uss nazar se dekha…
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Urdu – Umeed
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Ishq imtehaan le, par humare azeez nahi, yehi umeed se chalte hai hum Maushara thukraye, par khuda nahi, yahi umeed se chalte hai hum Raasta chut jaaye, par humsafar nahi,…
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Sui in the Tui and other stories
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As I sit in the rickshaw and I begrudgingly reflect upon my day, I realise that today, like almost all of my days, has been quite harrowing. My day started…
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From dust, to dust…
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The coal burnedBurnt the night awayOn my hookah Red embers on the metalBurning bright The solitary light in my dark room It turned into ashAt the end of my hedonism…