Articles with tag: short
Still Looking!
Tahera Sajid May 3, 2008 interacts: 24“No, no, no!” I had stormed out yesterday leaving my Mum baffled and Shabbi Auntie angry, when she brought in yet another rishta-seeking brigade.
Starting from the End
Ali Hashmi Mar 11, 2008 interacts: 16Wapda and the ministry of power have implemented an emergency load shedding plan to plug the gap between electricity supply and demand leading to more misery for millions.
He Dared to Call His Own
Sadia Khatri Jul 18, 2007 interacts: 4He screamed and he screamed, until he was certain his lungs were forced empty of fury intermingling with paining love. And still, nobody listened.
The Actor
nabendu debsharma Jun 26, 2007 interacts: 3Radhamohan Bose hated being called “Radha”, “Radha-da” or even “Radha-babu”. But very few people would take the trouble of pronouncing his full name.
Blue Line
Maryam Piracha May 30, 2007 interacts: 34They have seen right through my nonchalance as I picked up the pregnancy test at the airport, kept my shaking hands at bay, and walked with assumed confidence through the hotel doors.
Untouchability and Sex
Shantanu Dutta Jan 11, 2007 interacts: 79No one practices untouchability when it comes to sex.
Out of Sight
Sajjad Ahmed Jan 11, 2007 interacts: 3It was a fine morning of March 1963. Humayun was engrossed working in his office situated in Reagal. He was a successful businessman – a well known social-climber with all the success the previous sixteen years had given him.
Frozen
Jawahara Saidullah Dec 13, 2006 interacts: 8It was a small story, covered only in the local press, largely ignored by the aggressive festivities of the holiday season: 'Man Found Frozen in Snow Bank' ...
Endless Knight
Beej K Singh Dec 8, 2006 interacts: 38The snowstorm was expected the following day, although it might arrive even late tonight or early morning – or so the forecasters said. However, at this hour shortly past midnight, the sky looked mostly clear and in that part of the countryside, eve
Innocence, Loss and Nagan Chowrangi
moe Irahkob Oct 19, 2006 interacts: 70Barron swerved the car through the Nagan Chowrangi, took the turn toward 'Karachi Broast' and parked in front of the non-descript house. He called Farah on her cellphone. 'Open the door, we are here'.
My Calloused Bare Feet…
Syed Shahbaz Apr 14, 2006 interacts: 5Then the tank shot. I was turned to smithereens. I had died for my God. He had killed for his God. The hunter and the hunted. Both were the same thing. Both were humans. But your beliefs transform you
