Category : Literature

Tiptoed I have On twisting, turning, twirling path A single path nonetheless Till I’ve reached where it forks into two.  Both trails beckon me “Welcome,”...

Back in 1962 I had also taken up part-time teaching at IndoSwiss Training Centre in Sector 30, a 7-mile distance from my house on the...

THE ROPE WALKER   A ROPE, STURDY, STRONG, AND TIGHT   TIED TO TWO STREEL POLES, A LIFETIME ACROSS   The narrowest bridge – one,...

About to burst forth from his mouth   A cry got muffled in his throat   Someone had put a massive hand on his mouth...

Around 1985 when I took up a teaching position with the Southeastern University, Washington D.C., I was given an English course that had “The Norton...

I have straightened out its creases And then carefully folded the map again today With long forgotten events of the past Emerging once again Sound...

There was a time when I was in love with you. Then.. throughout in the Post-You era, somebody's presence became my need. My needs needs...

"My bad! Next time, I'll ask her". Though when asked, she does not even let me be frank with her, yet it was my socio-political...

By Fatima Saleem That was many years ago. I wanted to put my head on someone’s shoulder and cry. Twenty five years have passed and...

He re-enacted a few scenes, shuffling them from here to there and vice versa, thought of the complete clip again to further improve the short...

By Dr. Nazool Tabassum Not an easy feat Leaving The port of insanity Anchors all around Docking mercilessly At the port of insanity Rusty chains,...

Our skin colours may be different but inside us we are all, The victim We are George Floyd The powermongers’ knees are on our neck...

By Dr. Satyapal Anand In 1982 while supervising a doctoral student’s work on the poetry of the Puritan period in England, I was so engrossed...

I have known Dr.Khalid sohail for a several years now. He is a man of knowledge, wisdom, and has a humble attitude and humility in...