Narrative

Enlightened Mediocrity

‘He (Musharraf) is better off than the Queen you know,’ I continued, ‘considering that even the poor lady is answerable

Novellete

To Hold Up the Floor

How gently you knock when your blood
courses underneath, can you teach me that?

Poetry

Crazy Night

Which once blossomed with delicious fruit

Poetry

Where am I?

I feel that I can change the world and put it right

Shaping the Grayness

The way she saw it, everyone was full of darkness

Short Story

Cold Flesh

Eesher Singh looked at Kalwant Kaur but unable to bear the heat of her piercing eyes, looked the other way.

Poetry

Opaque Particles of Sunlit Sand

omnipresent, the eyes shift naturally
and we envisage a future with crimson skies
she whispers words of irrevocable honesty
and we follow each

Short Story

Tania

Tania. He has looks, he has a BMW, he has all the girls he can handle, said Saadia beginning to

The Wave

The future is ELECTronIC...

Poetry

Thinking of Home

Friends and siblings are too busy to write. And my mother, I know is too old to make it to

Paper Ciphers

That wordless little ‘sweet note’ was my first love letter. It started my affair with myself...

Poetry

Absence of Light

two poems, two thoughts, one poet

Poetry

Chowk - Ek Katha

the year was 2001 and a farangi would pop-in with some shrills ...

One Hook

I wish I had a hook

Poetry

Kabul

there is a silence over Kabul

Translation

Translating Ghalib - A Tribute, An Effort

On a cold December night, on the the shores of Lake Ontario...