Month: May 2016

The Autumn Tree By Yasir Khan

  I can hardly decide whether it is heart or a fireball that is enclosed in my rib cage. I have heard people saying in a sarcastic tone that heart can do nothing but supply blood. I can’t resort to their statement...

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Mother by Rehnuma Siddique

Lying in that mundane looking bed with that dead white bed-sheet, I kind of felt happy. The attention I was getting! The Very person standing there had a hint of sympathetic sorrow in their sullen faces. I smiled. Although the...

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