SHORT STORY | KEEPING THE FAITH – Part Two

Angela had planned their final exit from Mall Square with dignified efficiency, helped as she would be with the gracious support of her long time friends. But sometimes, the best laid plans can get washed down rutted roads that one has not seen nor ever imagined. And so it was that one after another, herContinue reading “SHORT STORY | KEEPING THE FAITH – Part Two”

SHORT STORY | KEEPING THE FAITH – Part One

Angela was married to Dilshan, and one was hard pressed to find a more incongruent union that had somehow also withstood the test of time. So at odds was Angela’s marital partnership with everything that defined her now that she herself sat back in puzzlement over it sometimes. It was not so much that theirContinue reading “SHORT STORY | KEEPING THE FAITH – Part One”

VERSE| WE, THE WOMEN OF PAKISTAN – Part Two

This is a tribute of determination, hope and new beginnings not only for the Pakistani women, but for all the heroic women around the world who are speaking out and standing up for themselves against all manner of cruel and brutal patriarchy. It is also a testimonial and a resounding voice of support for thoseContinue reading “VERSE| WE, THE WOMEN OF PAKISTAN – Part Two”

VERSE | THE SHADES OF LONELINESS

I’ve seen the colours of lonelinessI’ve seen their moldering facesI’ve seen them fill the keening voids Of our broken, scattered places.It’s the grey of the sky just before it descendsIn blinding cascades Of granite and slate While waiting for that one special friend of the heart Who’s gone an infinite distance apart.Gone forever; not comingContinue reading “VERSE | THE SHADES OF LONELINESS”

SHORT STORY|RIOTOUS LOVE – Part Two

Two weeks after Dharshini’s fall on the dance floor, the pain was gone along with any memory of it and all the wise resolutions made around preserving and safeguarding fragile body parts. Tuesday evening’s dance class was full of kinetic energy and impressive manoeuvres. Everyone had now been in the class for at least aContinue reading “SHORT STORY|RIOTOUS LOVE – Part Two”

SHORT STORY|RIOTOUS LOVE – Part One

Dharshini got into her red Honda Fit, wincing in pain. The visit to the orthopaedic specialist had become essential after a week of agony; her whole right leg throbbed like the devil! She knew she had weak knees, troublesome joints and yet, she’d whirled about that room like her behind was on fire! God! HormonesContinue reading “SHORT STORY|RIOTOUS LOVE – Part One”

VERSE| CREATURES OF THE PARK

A little background to the below piece. My evening walk is as integral a part of my day as my first copiously caffeinated cup of tea. I venture out 6 days a week, inclement weather notwithstanding, and no matter where I am (I have an uncanny resourcefulness for finding workout venues, even if the sourceContinue reading “VERSE| CREATURES OF THE PARK”

SHORT STORY| THE GODS OF FURY

Asha adjusted her bra after a final pat on its other, non-fleshy contents; the fifteen thousand rupees now nestling securely in its pendulous grasp. It was the day she had to drop off the rent at her landlord’s house on her way back from work. She smiled widely and catching her reflection in the littleContinue reading “SHORT STORY| THE GODS OF FURY”

VERSE|Jetwing Lighthouse, Galle

The beautiful tropical monsoon skyThat changes colours in the blink of an eye.Inspiring awe in its kaleidoscopic wakeIt shifts and shimmers; now translucent, now opaque.From the deepest depths of a cornflower blueTo the delicate flush of a just ripe peach,It drifts and glimmers in rainbow huesAn iridescent paradise just out of reach.Then there’s the neverContinue reading “VERSE|Jetwing Lighthouse, Galle”

FEATURE| THE NOSTALGIA OF A NICE CUP OF TEA

Teatime- a word that invokes so many nostalgic memories, while also carrying with it the promise of another little social do right around the corner. I write this from the subcontinental (read: classic) perspective where tea means exactly that, and is not in fact a culinary codeword for another meal…like dinner perhaps! 😄 Having livedContinue reading “FEATURE| THE NOSTALGIA OF A NICE CUP OF TEA”

SHORT STORY| SOUL SISTERS – Part Five

The dust and clamour of the city assailed her with its brawny vigour as soon as she walked out of the airport in Karachi. She looked for Rustum’s familiar face in the surrounding milieu of cacophonous welcoming parties, stuporous janitorial staff and the predatory hordes of taxi kiosk attendants. In his low key, efficient mannerContinue reading “SHORT STORY| SOUL SISTERS – Part Five”

SHORT STORY| SOUL SISTERS – Part Four

‘I hear you’re quite the designer – I myself was a coffin maker in the US. Fancy coffins are big business there’, said someone who’s name she’d forgotten but who was steadfastly standing by her side while carrying on a mostly non-reciprocal conversation. Sumaira smiled blandly yet again and took a sip of her spriteContinue reading “SHORT STORY| SOUL SISTERS – Part Four”