This story was first published in Jijibhisha Magazine Summer Edition of 2019. ____________________ "Mona! Come here, I want to show you something!" Little Mona came running, her pigtails dancing away. Clutching a toy bus to her bosom, Mona looked up to her mom, her big beautiful brown eyes pos Read More...
I found myself standing,In a cave with no light.So I started running,And tumbling in the quiet.After a lifetime,I made it to a skylight.But I couldn't climb out,No matter how hard I tried.I wanted to run further,But it was a dead-end.I looked around helplessFor a foe or a friend.I must have heard vo Read More...
Detective X kneeled to observe the downward faced woman lying on the glass-shards strewn dingy street in a pool of her own blood. Her hands and legs bent in awkward angles were probably broken. The left foot bore a thin cut going towards the toe. The left shoe was missing while the right one, a red Read More...
A young man in the sweltering heat, having just taken four flights of stairs, knocks on the wooden door. He likes to begin his sales pitch at the top of the building. An elderly man opens the door after quite a while. "Dear Sir, I come to your door selling mirrors." The old man smiles and says in a Read More...
A cloud of dust engulfed the air as Jenny plopped onto the old mattress in the attic. The entire morning was spent in cleaning it out and she looked for a moment to rest and reminisce before she drove down the highway for good. She laid back and watched the dust spiral and dance in the sunlight that Read More...
Twenty-nine year old Mahika stood before the mirror in her bathroom. Her chubby cheeks were gone, there were definite signs of wrinkles around her eyes and lips. The dark circles beneath her eyes spun stories inside the heads of onlookers. She no longer cared. Unfettered, she undid her pink, blue a Read More...
Sometimes, all it takes is one moment for all of your senses to run wild. But the truth is, they are bound by the walls of reality, unable to find any kind of release beyond the throes of a vivid imagination. And life? Well. Life has a way of teasing you, pulling and prodding at your helplessne Read More...
From middle-aged men striking business deals over a cup of coffee and a plate of sandwiches to men and women, young and in love, giggling as they shared a cup of the finest coffee, caramel, and ice cream shake, customers had come and gone. But Rayan just sat there, in a black and white plaid shirt, Read More...
“By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.” ― Rabindranath Tagore A grim silence had descended over the neighbourhood on a cold winter morning as a fifty year old woman’s screeching wails pierced the sky. Khadija held her only child tightly to her bosom Read More...