Pride

It was as if all the air had left the room, like the deathly calm before the verbal tsunami. It was possible, for just a moment, in the vacuum of complete silence to hope that it wouldn’t be so bad or that the force would simply be consumed somewhere out of sight. It was a […]

Incoherent

It didn’t make sense. He spoke the language, almost without an accent but he neither looked the part nor played it.

For starters he was the wrong colour. Not a question of too long in the sun or too many hours in a dark room without windows, this was not a question of shades, this was […]

Vendetta

A rumour had been doing the rounds for several weeks and the entire village was agog with debate about the implications of said rumour. This is how it all began. One morning, Anjum Akhtar arrived at his brother Taufeeq’s doorstep. Both brothers got along famously and even though they lived some distance from each […]

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