Aleph Se Azadi
How does one begin a fragmented lingering story? I am unborn. Mother’s gaze pierces the dark skies…
How does one begin a fragmented lingering story? I am unborn. Mother’s gaze pierces the dark skies…
13 Insomniac Moons Night ceases to be a sedative, a journey through wilderness, weary traveller’s…
I hear the army truck grumbling Its engine howling Dogs on the streets now silent. I…
What happens to a shriveled leaf when kissed by rain Do rains have a memory of…
Prologue: Months before Mohammad Afzal Guru was clandestinely hanged, I remember discussing him with a law…