Rhapsody of life
Durdana Bhat
Some people speak about the wound core. And some people are like a cloud loaded with moisture. Some think that wind is no...
Ephemeral
Sareen Yaqoob
Slowly stealthily
She grew along,
Passing through woods
She learnt to crawl.
Whispering reeds
Breaking glass,
All she did
Has gone to past.
Now she is a mother,
A daughter and a...
Time to choose the trailblazer!
Rakshanda Ali
What is the cost after all? The fluctuating finance markets—that determine: who is, to live, by the 'aid'? And live, only to repay...
Write to emancipate
Rakshanda Ali
Remember last time you felt disgusted to be an 'occupied?' You wanted everything to be blown into pieces. You wanted to tear yourself...
Spill over
Rakshanda Ali
Reasoning. They call it. One may be intelligent enough to play mind games with 'others' but can’t deceive oneself. Its biology. Reasoning at...
Why they beg?
Durdana Bhat | Sheikh Tabish
Mohammad Rajab (44), Shopian
I was 18-year-old when paramilitary forces picked me up—as my unshaved face stirred up suspicion in them....
Stop forcing career choices
Muntaha Amin
Every individual has his/her own field of interest in which he/she could achieve mastery and perfection with proper guidance. But most of the...
Those harrowing days
Tanveer Rashid Magrey
During those harrowing days when militancy was at its zenith in valley, illiteracy was tantamount to suicide. People who were quite illiterate...
The death of a dear friend
Aabida Malik
“She has passed into another world,’’ whimpered my mother.
“Who, mom?’’ I quizzed.
“Your friend, my girl, your confidante,’’ she lamented.
“Oh my God!’’ I cried,...
This wait is not over!
Insha Bint Bashir
With each passing second, I am drawn closer to the past of my caged land. Today when I am standing at the...
Mr CM, be my Valentine!
Insha Bint Bashir
And yet another Valentine’s Day has announced its arrival. That too in a new year when new beginnings and fresh dawns sets...
Courage of facing odds
Amreen Naqash
The icy cold wave appeared more intensified for the day. And those warm vapours rushing out of the mouth seemed fast heading towards the...
Evening on the Porch
Amreen Naqash
It was the evening, and the sprinkle of droplets started. The smoke which was rising from the neighbour’s house was losing the thickness...
The 8pm Melodrama
Abid Hussain Rah
What is it about family dramas that keep millions of women glued to the television screen? The saas-bahu melodramas dominate the primetime...
Shoreline
A Short Story by Omair Bhat
Seasons bear a witness.
Silence has been reigning over our house from a decade, clinging to every inch of the...
