BOOK LAUNCH! THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA

Dear all, It is with a mixture of joy, some pride and truckloads of excitement that I announce the publishing of my second book – my book of short stories. This enterprise of the heart has been in the making for the past two years and has finally culminated into an anthology of tales. ItContinue reading “BOOK LAUNCH! THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA”

SHORT STORY | THE FALL – (A Prequel)

T = 0 December 24th, 2022 Despite its inherent catastrophic nature, the end had come quickly, almost mechanically. Its very swiftness had robbed it of the tragedy and chaos that usually accompany annihilation events. Some say it had started with the largely unnotable skirmish on the Russo-Ukrainian border. President Putin had fallen gravely ill atContinue reading “SHORT STORY | THE FALL – (A Prequel)”

SHORT STORY | THE FALL

The AM star was just peeping out over the horizon. Soon it would envelope all and sundry in its orange-blue glow. I woke up as the motorised blinds whooshed back into their dark recesses near the ceiling and a shimmering oval of light perched on the left side of my forehead like a glittery fascinator*.Continue reading “SHORT STORY | THE FALL”

SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part Three

(I) The girls were finally on their way to hut number 76 in Hawks Bay. The beach itself remained a largely elusive thing even as their driver left the bustling highway and turned off towards the coast. The traffic was just as snarly as on the main road as six and eight wheeler goods transportContinue reading “SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part Three”

SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part Two

(I) It has to be said here dear reader, that Sophia was not exactly a tomboy, but neither did she exude the ripe femininity of a femme fatale – she lacked the necessary airs and graces required for that delicate drama. Ironically however, it was this very lack of the obvious, the normative and theContinue reading “SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part Two”

SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part One

The alarm went off like a screaming banshee, putting an end to Sophia’s dawn time dreams. She had chosen this whining, grating sound to wake up to when she’d got her new phone two years ago, and had kept it; like a sadistic reminder of the torturously early mornings that she had to endure. SheContinue reading “SHORT STORY | THE RELUCTANT JULIET – Part One”

SHORT STORY|VELVET DREAMS – Part Two

(I) It was Torturesome Thursday today. The day appointed for the once a week dinner at his father’s house; the house Saqib grew up in and one that he now felt an intense dislike for. But it was an obligatory chore set in stone by his domineering father. Only hospitalisation and out of town visitsContinue reading “SHORT STORY|VELVET DREAMS – Part Two”

SHORT STORY | VELVET DREAMS – Part One

Saqib Zaka looked at the sheet of paper in his hands. He stared at the short pithy statements that descended down its length, as they looked back at him accusingly, tauntingly. There was some colour on the paper too – an angry red gash against three of the statements. Four-letter gashes in fact, that hadContinue reading “SHORT STORY | VELVET DREAMS – Part One”

SHORT STORY| MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST – Part Three

(I) The sisters didn’t speak of the confidence sharing or the fragile moment of overt affection that they had bestowed on one another. But for Aliya there was now, added to the light footedness of new love, also the bouyant warmth of a sisterhood that had matured, mellowed overnight from the abrasive harshness of aContinue reading “SHORT STORY| MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST – Part Three”

SHORT STORY | MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST – Part Two

(I) Aliya and Saira had cousins in high places; their mother’s brother owned a prestigious ad agency. While their uncle was a prominent presence in many a corporate board room, his wife and children had donned the mantle of the most formidable movers and shakers on the flambouyant party circuit. The Lahore party scene wasContinue reading “SHORT STORY | MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST – Part Two”

SHORT STORY | MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST* – Part One

(I) Aliya opened one bleary eye to glance at the clock on her bedside table. It was just past 6 O’ clock. She felt a familiar quickening of her pulse as she thought of the day ahead, the obstacles to be surmounted. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was nothing onContinue reading “SHORT STORY | MOHABBAT MEIN TWIST* – Part One”

SHORT STORY | LOVE IN RAWALPINDI – Part Two

In late August Nighat met someone at a niece’s wedding; a retired colonel who, after ten years living abroad, had returned to spend his twilight years in the relative comfort of his family home in Pindi. At seventy, Dilawar Khan had already been a widower for the last twenty years, and his two grownup childrenContinue reading “SHORT STORY | LOVE IN RAWALPINDI – Part Two”