“The Ghost”
“Jaana, Beloved, you should not stoop low in life after my departure. Remember always that hope sustains people. When I was a young boy,...
Restless Soul of Javaid
“My father could not trace me. My sisters could not locate me. They were only crying aloud with pitiable voices, ‘Javaid, where are you?...
When Two Families Die
"The two families are again together after two months, but this time for the last time; never to meet again or always to be...
Why Bhushan Lal Froze?
By Ghulam Nabi Shahid
Another bang on the door and Bhushan Lal was almost frightened to death. He turned his blank eyes towards the ceiling...
Shrine of a Modern Majnoo
by Umair Gul
I woke up. I was awake all the while. The chemicals in brain jumped up again. I saw future. I saw grave...
NH1
By Hirra Sultan
Stuck. Where? No idea. It was road till eyes could see. No civilization as far as eyes could catch a view. All...
Ill or ‘cursed’?
Nisar Ahmad Dharma
|I|1995
As Tahira’s labour pain grew, she hoped for a boy. A third caesarean was bearable for her but a third daughter meant...
The Withered
Abid R Baba
Much to the woes of his parents, Aamir would readily mix with his village boys. No reprimand was rigid enough to confine...
Pen, an Elixir
Saima Rashid
It is Tenth year of the Twenty first century…
Peace is eluding Srinagar. Countryside is no different. There is disturbance, disorder and dilemma everywhere....
