Nafisa sat perched on the edge of her terrace, reading a poignant tale of lost love. Kemal was trying to absorb the fact, that his beloved Fusun was now a happily married woman. Each word in the story reflecting his pain and piercing through Nafisa’s chest. Just then the sky boomed with the soulful sound of the […]
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Everyday..
Everyday, I die a little – for I haven’t told you everything Everyday, I cry a little – for the beauty of you breaks me Everyday, I battle with demons that haunt my unsleeping spaces And pray to unseen gods who pull the strings that make us dance Or lose the chance to say or […]
Waiting To Live…
In her dreams, Innayat always woke up to the enchanting and re-assuring sound of the morning azaan, and opened the windows, which her nani would slyly shut after she had slept. The morning breeze would bring with it, freshness and a whiff of roses, the pine trees, the first batch of Kashmiri rotis being baked […]
All That Remains…
“Krish be careful with that skateboard!” shouted my husband Sunil from the living room. Krish is five and already a little athlete but Sunil is an over-protective father. We have fought many times over this. Somehow Krish always manages to reassure his father that he will be safe though I cannot seem to talk Sunil out of his […]
A Place Of Light..
I don’t know where you are.. where you will go I do know you came from a place of light and laughter because when I looked up and saw your eyes I saw only sunshine and unblemished hope. I remember you as my childhood.. You in a hill side cottage playing chess with your nephew parodying the snatch […]
The Keepsake
She stood at the end of the long gali. He was waiting still. Standing patiently, peeping from behind the yellow minaret next to the big gate. Hundreds of pigeons sat on the gate’s rusted iron rods and the pale, cold cement of the boundary wall. She did not take her gaze off him, nor did he stop […]
The Other Woman
He is mine… all mine. No, not all mine. A part of him belongs to her as well. He says he loves me, has always loved me, for as long as he can remember. But he lies, I can see it in his eyes, I can smell her on his collar, his skin. She is […]
Omnipresent…
Alarm rings at 4.45 A.M. Brush. Drink one litre of luke warm water. Jogging outfit on. Leash the dog. Run for 45 minutes Stretch for 15. Get home. Hard boil two eggs. A glass of milk. No sugar. Shower. Formal white shirt. Formal trousers. Matching tie. Shining shoes. Instruct maid. Leave for work. Check mails. Answer […]
The Last Meeting
He had first seen her long black hair and the way the sun turned it into gold. She was drying red chillies on the terrace and he flew over her, lower and then daringly still a bit lower. She looked up, and laughed at him, closing her ears to the roar of his plane. Then the children rushed out into […]