Clay, Cracks, and QadrAs the pot rotated gently on the motor, clay molding into the elegant shape of a vase, Marina sat in silence, her gaze fixed on the fine…Mar 26Mar 26
The fourth shoulderAll I pray for is a man who will bid me farewell as I leave this world — Standing by my bedside, assuring me our children will be cared…Feb 28Feb 28
Reality Cheque’I grew up being afraid of jinns Only to realize that jinns don’t ghost people — Recruiters do… and exes, too.Dec 4, 2024Dec 4, 2024
Salted rhythmsEvery time my heart hurts, I stand still to hear its rhythm. The frequency of each beat tells me who it longs for. The harder it beats, the…Nov 3, 2024Nov 3, 2024
Poached EggsIn this reflective story, a six-year-old version of me discovers a pigeon’s nest with two eggs on the window ledge of my home. Filled with…Sep 19, 2024Sep 19, 2024
