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Series 2: “The Djinn” Part 4 Halloween
I hadn’t seen Hercules in a while, and I wondered how djinns celebrated Halloween, perhaps by pretending to be human. I, myself, had celebrated Halloween by putting on a Rehman Malik wig and a pair of...
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Series 2: “The Djinn” Part 5 A child of fire
Hercules ‘filtered’ through the kitchen wall one day, but it was not his unconventional entrance or his massive djinn like physique on that occasion that made me stare at him blankly. It was that I was...
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A Pakistani boy conversing with Grief
“When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” – Kahlil Gibran “Hi! It’s good to finally meet you.” Grief...
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Series 3 The Little Princess Part 3 Nothing short of a tyrant
What came next was an eternity in hell. Her mother’s screams still pierce the air around her house. After what seemed like an eternity, the noises died out. The house seemed empty. Ammarah knew her...
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Series 3 The Little Princess Part 4 Who’s the coward?
Muneezah gaped at him. Her brain tried to process this information. No words were spoken. Suddenly, her mother chuckled while eating her rice. The chuckle turned into high pitched laughter. Muneezah...
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Series 4 Chandni Chowk Part 1 Where roses bloom like bruises
When the bell rings, your hands are still covered with dirt from the garden. You hastily stick them under the tap beside the back door, toss the apron into the oven on your way into the hall, and swing...
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Series 4 Chandni Chowk Part 2 The moon has bruises
Later in the evening, the telephone rings. It is the adoption agency calling to tell you that your son has asked for your name and address and, as he is of age, he has been provided both. “He’ll be...
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Series 4 Chandni Chowk Part 3 “We exist, though, don’t we?”
It is early morning when the two women, sighing heavily, shuffle their paperwork back into their proper files and exit the office. Mist envelops the city, and it is cold, but they pull their caps down...
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Series 5 Finding salvation Part 2 ‘The bloody bride’
Read part one of the Finding Salvation series here. He could hear footsteps. It sounded as if someone was approaching but at a snail’s pace. This gave time for his heart to slow down. He stood hidden...
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Series 5 Finding salvation Part 3 ‘I am free’
“I am Parvinder Kor! I boarded this train when partition was announced in 1947! I never reached my destination. Our entire train didn’t. Ours was a small village near this station. As partition was...
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