This section features short stories and poems, mostly from readers.
By: Saima Rashid Kashmir, 2030… “We will get it, today or tomorrow. Azadi is our birthright and we shall have…
Bilal Handoo It is one of those medieval houses in old Srinagar that stirred up nostalgia. On its first floor,…
Sheikh Tabish It was an early winter morning. I and my friend had planned to visit Pari Mahal—a beautiful place…
Bilal Handoo Out from the bustling bazaar of old town Baramulla, he walks as if in seclusion. He often walks…
Junaid Ashraf All the dogs of the high-walled city of Capitaloslovakia came rushing—all at once, seemingly depressed. They walked through…
Bilal Handoo He celebrated like a Brazilian soccer fan over ‘their victory over them’. But more than one party’s win,…
Bilal Handoo Last year on Mother’s Day, Tabasum’s face was beaming with smile. Her younger sibling, Murassa was too cheerful. 365…
Aarif Muzafar Rather The word Azadi struck his ears at the age of 7. It was the period when Kashmir…
Muntaha Amin A treacherous journey had ended. I was finally home along with mates. They had shown us door—as we…
Bilal Handoo It is raining heavily tonight. A haunting darkness has wrapped hundreds of households in downtown Srinagar. The clock…
Insha Bint Bashir A free movement curbed half a century ago got partially resumed in the spring of 2005. On…
Omair Bhat Early Spring. Heemal. Frontier District. Kashmir. Smoke is billowing from the chimneys, rising and swirling in twisting spirals…
Muntaha Amin He sensed the opportunity—that, he could run away. And without considering anything else, he held his breath and…
Bilal Handoo Mama was the only Jehadist among scores of his time. But the sorry state of affairs is that:…
Bilal Handoo The feeling was still sinking in Majeed Bhat, a government clerk when he attended his office. Melodrama of…
