Poetry

Doves

While writing to his old friend Fazal Din, Lobh Singh remembered that even in those days he (Fazal Din) used

Reality bites!

Real for some is unreal for others.

Poetry

Last Orders

I sense your distant presence as a sign declares ‘standing room only’...

Translations

A New Year Wish for Navaz Gump Sherif : A Political Satire and Parody

Ex-prez roasting on an open pyre,Ex-CJ begging on his knees,Altered photos popping up on Newsweeks,Yes, Navaz Gump dreams of days

Translations

Kill for a Pill

And then call this patriotism like Hitler
Then call it “christianity”
And murder, “sanctioned by jesus
And god bless America”

Poetry

The Three Queens

My mother was her mother’s slave. And her mother was queen. Who was my father? I do not know. It

Translations

Bus Baby

A poem for Noor Fatima

Compounding Tragedy by Mourning Methods

Instead of cooperation and cohesive planning after the bomb blasts, there is a feeling of chaos, aimless anger and disarray

To the Gallows

The ill-fitting jail garb had lost whatever little there was of its faded color. How many had worn it before

Short Stories

The Roving Stones

My lords have announced they will cause revolutionary changes, changes that will cause a grass root level change. But how

Translations

Stupor

Yes, that was me

Ismat Chughtai’s Autobiography -- A Transalation

Let her, said my father

Just Another Stupid Love Story

Women show varying degrees of interest in my wrists

A Classical Revival?

Set up in the early 1970s during the ZA Bhutto years the PIA Arts Academy was meant to promote Pakistani

Poetry

The End of The World

It will then begin scanning in the minds of those who wish to participate

The Blackout

I thoroughly enjoyed power-less Toronto