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A Strange End to Love & Life.
In the past two years, I came across very similar stories that perhaps had started at different times and places, but met a similar end. Many moons ago, a distant relative about the same age as mine was married off when I was in my sophomore year of high school. She had just started her…
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The Women who cut stones.
After finishing the dawn(Fajr) prayers, tossing in bed to catch some sleep that refused to come, my irritation knew no bounds when, from a far-off distance, the sound of stones being cut echoed through the roof from our backyard. I knew what it was; irritated, I quickly rose from my bed and went straight to…
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The Real Treasure
Many years ago, on the festival of Eid, I was busy attending to the constant influx of people coming in to meet and greet me; from distant relatives, next-door neighbours, municipal agents, garbage men, a team of retired postmen of our colony, to long-lost friends, everyone kept pouring intermittently all through the day, some for…
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Clouds at Late Noon
Late noons hold a special place in my life I’m not only fascinated by the Sun’s journey as it starts to travel west, but also by every next step it takes, a collection of observations and stories etched in my memory since childhood. As a seven-year-old, as soon as I reached home, I would throw…