short story

FICTION / The vanishing Ramanujan

The night after the story got published, Jamal stormed to my home at around 11 PM, drenched in the rain. That was the first and only time Jamal raised his voice against me

FICTION / Leave of absence

“Residents usually get 30 days of observation period,” said the man at the reception, “but since it’s a leap year, you get an extra day.

FICTION / The hawk and the mice

Bolstered, the six little mice lead their army up–up–up the trunk of the poor, ravaged oak they were so desperate to save. 

FICTION / Alone beneath the mountains

His final sentiments were etched into the table before he succumbed to his final rest: "I found solace in the mountains. They demanded nothing and remained steadfast by my side."

FICTION / Storm child

You must have heard the story of your birth a thousand times by now, sweetheart. Your mother and I—home alone.

FICTION / After the rain

Again, I wasn’t a poet, but words and sentences jumbled up seeing that small face, light make-up enhancing her beauty. A loose strand of hair cascaded down her cheek, framing her face.

FICTION / After the rain

While leaving the institute, a nurse gave me a packet of cigarettes as a token of friendship

FICTION / Hair cream

The mosque committee was quite displeased with Rashed, their young muezzin.

FICTION / Insomnia

You are wide awake again

November 30, 2024
November 30, 2024

The vanishing Ramanujan

The night after the story got published, Jamal stormed to my home at around 11 PM, drenched in the rain. That was the first and only time Jamal raised his voice against me

November 9, 2024
November 9, 2024

Leave of absence

“Residents usually get 30 days of observation period,” said the man at the reception, “but since it’s a leap year, you get an extra day.

November 6, 2024
November 6, 2024

The hawk and the mice

Bolstered, the six little mice lead their army up–up–up the trunk of the poor, ravaged oak they were so desperate to save. 

September 25, 2024
September 25, 2024

Alone beneath the mountains

His final sentiments were etched into the table before he succumbed to his final rest: "I found solace in the mountains. They demanded nothing and remained steadfast by my side."

June 29, 2024
June 29, 2024

Storm child

You must have heard the story of your birth a thousand times by now, sweetheart. Your mother and I—home alone.

June 15, 2024
June 15, 2024

After the rain

Again, I wasn’t a poet, but words and sentences jumbled up seeing that small face, light make-up enhancing her beauty. A loose strand of hair cascaded down her cheek, framing her face.

June 1, 2024
June 1, 2024

After the rain

While leaving the institute, a nurse gave me a packet of cigarettes as a token of friendship

May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024

Hair cream

The mosque committee was quite displeased with Rashed, their young muezzin.

April 28, 2024
April 28, 2024

Insomnia

You are wide awake again

April 27, 2024
April 27, 2024

The man who dug his own grave

Everyone gathered around the east end of the Shashipur to watch Sharafat Miah dig his own grave. The local kids lurked around Sharafat’s old hut, keeping a watch on the progress of the grave until their mothers came to pick them up after Maghrib.