Aleph Se Azadi
How does one contest an abyssal longing drenched in blood and sweat, asks Uzma Falak.How does…
How does one contest an abyssal longing drenched in blood and sweat, asks Uzma Falak.How does…
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…