Literature

Poem: Fasting

Love is an eternal fast Lovers never break their fast Ever! In the holy mosque of each other’s arms They lie quietly Listening Each other’s silent praye... Read More...

Fiction: Something to Hold on To (Part 2)

Read Part 1 here We had been spending hours of the week together for some months, and still not made much physical progress with each other. It was not for a lack of desire. It was clear to us both that we were attracted to each other. In the rare... Read More...

Poem: Distant Desires

To smell the nice mix of faded deo and faded sweat .. to find a home in his tight embrace .. to play with his stupid sleeping face ..   That’s all I am... Read More...

Fiction: Something to Hold On To (Part 1)

We met on a rainy night, just like tonight. I know it sounds clichéd, but that is exactly what happened. It was around 3 am, and I was on my way home on my motorcycle when the city decided to give one of its famous rainstorms out of the blue. I ha... Read More...

Poem: Longing

There is a whisper of longing on his lips, As he looks at mine. Closer and closer he appears, To make up for lost time.   Caressing my face gently... Read More...

Poem: How I wish she raised me

Oh how I wish she raised me, As her daughter. How I wished she named me, My mother's only wish would have come true, like most other mothers, But that day does not come soon.   I just wish for the both of us. That tim... Read More...

Short Story: Little Moments

So I was in a rickshaw, returning from office to home, music in my ears. And I imagine I'm in a club, slightly drunk, hence free of inhibitions. I jump onto dance floor and extend my hand to a girl with boycut hair (forgive the stereotyping, but th... Read More...