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  the raincoat
it's been raining since dawn. ah, the pitter-patter drizzling of the rain! god willing, it will go on for three days, since it's seven for saturn and three for mars, and day to day for the rest.
 
 
  THE ARREST (extract from The World In My Hands)
It was an axiom widely known in Pandua that it was infinitely better to fall into the hands of the police, rather than any other force. The police recognized that a captive today could be a minister tomorrow. They possessed ...
 
 
  THE GIRL FROM THE WINDOW ACROSS
Naureen gave the habitual double push to the handle of the tall, second-floor window of the teachers' common room until it belched open, letting the early Monday morning air into the corners ...
 
 
  THE LUCKY CHARM
New unblemished snow fell silently, on the frozen ground and on leafless old birch trees outside, making everything appear magical and deceptively peaceful in the late afternoon dusk. As if one of the Christmas fairytales ....
 
 
  THE KISS
Sonali grimaced as her aunt labored away on the topic of marriage. Its too late, you should have listened to me ten years ago, na? she probed.
 
 
 
was published in November 2016
 
 
categories
 
Fiction
    Flash Fiction
    Short Story
Non-Fiction
    Essay
    Interview
    Narrative
Poetry
 
 
 
highlighted articles
 
THERE IS A LIZARD ON THIS BUS
Weary, at the end of your day, you enter an evening bus. You attach seamlessly ...
 
SHOOTING AT SHARKS
In the summer of 1966 we went by ship from East Pakistan to West Pakistan. We ...
 
 
 
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