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Not really needed now!
Why talk about the past… why talk of the future. Who knows what more is there… yet to be seen! - Humra Quraishi The interiors of the g...
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Who decides?
Newcomers we were to this survival game, to this locale, to this one-room setting, to this downslide, to this helplessness. We were new at sawing off names and surnames, write...
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What a change!
I turn towards him and stare at him – he’s a lump of flesh, which just breathes, writes Humra Quraishi He lies on the double bed, breathing heavily. In between i...
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That pair of eyes…
His words changed my perception to life and living… nudging me to accept whatever comes along in life, writes Humra Quraishi Over two summers back, during one o...
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Conversion of sorts!
Nodding, I walked back, towards home… I opened the window to let in some fresh air but what came in the way were those dengue warnings flashing across the small screen,...
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Kashmir Valley’s Rafeeqa Khatoon
I had no choice but to walk on. But the weight of the apple stuffed bag was getting on my nerves, writes Humra Quraishi in her short story, Kashmir Valley’s Ra...
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Mr and Mrs Inn
After what seemed an hour, the rain fury finally gave way to just about a drizzle. Not letting the puddles coming in way, I rushed towards the outhouses, writes Humra Quraishi...
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Shahryar and those sharks
“As I stood there, I could see Shahryar walking around. And even as I kept calling out to him, he didn’t respond. Perhaps, didn’t want to”, Humra...
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Why not a full-fledged one!
With my father it was different, as blood bonding had taken care of that connectivity with all those murmurs and mutters he’d come up with, as he’d sat...
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