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Remembrance

Remarkably I found myself cleaning out an old closet space. Full of past present and today's current events. Unlike any other soccer mom I was determined to transform this space…[...]

The Mango Heist

The day was hot and sticky and with a hint of hot air blowing in from the south, and it promised to become even brutally hot before cooling down in…[...]

Pari’s Reflections

The morning began like any other. The metro line rumbled with its usual rhythm, carrying office-goers to distant parts of the city. The cars sped in opposite directions across the…[...]

Shifting “Lakshmi”-Abandoned on 1.1.1970

I was born a girl in India in the 70s—a healthy 7-pound “Lakshmi” in the making,to my parents-a banker and a housewife until I wasn’t.. My mother had gone to…[...]

A Tuesday

TW: References to abuse and mental health That was the day when I found out the limits of my own rage.I had exhausted my tears. It was a little shameful,…[...]

Echoes of an Unfinished Love

Unspoken, UnforgottenThe café was almost empty that rainy evening, a hush of porcelain and steam that made everything feel closer than it was. I had a book open in my…[...]

Patient Zero

2049 Saanvi walked happily, her high heels click-clacking on the road, two shopping bags hanging from each hand. As she walked, she gazed at the roadside shops selling fancy accessories,…[...]

The Prince’s Shadow

Sometime after the British India Company started advancing its control across India, there lived a young nawab of the Mughal court. He was a prince out of the fairy tales;…[...]

Fake It Till You Make It

The stench of cheap beer and regret fills my nostrils as Gavin presses me against the Kappa house bathroom's marble tiles. His hands fumble with my shirt buttons while I…[...]

The Garden of the Blessed Destoryer

The temple bells had been quiet for three days when they finally rang for her.Ishaan felt the vibrations through the marble floor before he heard anything, a thrumming that seemed…[...]

The Kapalik’s Disciple

I am devastated.My parents have left me at the age of 25.As I stand next to the funeral pyre, tears falling, I feel an eerie breeze brush against my skin.If…[...]

Icarus Was Warm

The thing about stories—real stories—is that they give you something to believe in when nothing else will. Maybe that's why the Greeks turned heartbreak into myths. They knew what falling…[...]

Let’s Start Here

“Where are we going?” Nusrat questioned, her voice groggy with sleep and curiosity. “Just a few more steps,” Rafiq reassured while covering her eyes from behind. He guided her slowly…[...]

Meethe Chawal

I was only ten when the kites stopped flying in Lahore. Before "partition" was a word adults whispered, Lahore still felt like it belonged to all of us. Our gully…[...]

The Road Not Taken

CW: Addresses abortion, emotional abuse, and themes of oppression. My mother was a twenty-four-year-old woman with a bright red bindi between her soft brown eyes, dark hair flowing down to…[...]

Through the Cracks

Don’t forget to defrost the meat.Last time you set it out too late.Make sure you wake up early and do it this time.Samira repeated the instructions to herself, burning them…[...]

Copper and Cast Iron

Khalid had never seen so many different kinds of steel before. The textures were so visceral; the copper, the stainless steel, the cast iron and the latest carbon steel, they…[...]

An Empty Plate Is Never Empty

I wake up knowing I am eighteen years old.I know this the way you know your own name, the way memory settles into bone and refuses to leave, even when…[...]

The Recipe I Didn’t Write Down (Begun Bhorta)

The plate is empty when it starts to burn.Not the food—the thing I left too close to the flame. A corner of paper, curled and blackening, the smell thin and…[...]

Chicken Curry

Brown the onions, and don’t fry them like last time.Fahim stirred the cubes of onion, watching them slowly take on the warm brown hue his mother always insisted on. Behind…[...]

Sundarban Wood

Kajol scraped the last smear of molasses from the pot, the wooden spoon warm from the stove. He rinsed the remaining sticky, brown filling and packed the rest of the…[...]

He Didn’t Look Back

It was raining harder than usual.Jay sat at the bus stand, his foot tapping against the damp concrete. Water crept in from the edge of the roof, darkening the ground…[...]

Journey by the paintings

As he walked on to his home from the school (don’t get him started about the pains of being in high school), he had to pass an alley on the…[...]

The Night’s Mourning

Today I’d like to read to you the story of a boy whose first experience with life was watching me take his mother away.Allow me a moment to find the…[...]

A Kite

I was only ten when the kites stopped flying in Lahore. Before "partition" was a word adults whispered, Lahore still felt like it belonged to all of us. Our gully…[...]

A Mind For Numbers

Fahim sank further into his seat, in a classroom with fellow STEM majors sitting upright and diligently taking notes. He doodled drawings on the margins of his notes, away from…[...]

The Disappearance of Low Tea

“Oh, I’m sorry!” she exclaimed as her cup of tea brushed against mine by accident. Her words took my breath away. It had been a while since I had been…[...]

Tea Break

The office clamored with sounds of keyboards clattering and chatter. Fahim sat upright working on the latest analysis. In between his rigorous typing, he sipped coffee from his insulated mug.…[...]

Woodside

When her prospective lover asked to see New York through her eyes, Rina knew she would have regrets. She didn’t know much about the celebrity sightings on Cornelia Street or…[...]

No Love On Fulton Street

The corner of Fulton Street was always busy- clamoring with a stampede of New Yorkers exiting the G train station situated at the corner. There were always honking cars deadlocked…[...]

What I Meant to Say, Was

Fahim glanced over Samara’s shoulder, careful not to wake her. The clock had just slipped past two. Her neck rested comfortably on his arm, her breathing slow and even. He…[...]

Between the Lines

05/23/2026 — 7:45 pm Dear Diary, I know I said I’d write consistently, but here I am, after almost two weeks. I don’t usually carry you around with me, but…[...]

Haldi

Vani can’t feel her hands anymore. They belong to the artist now, her scrutiny as petrifying as Medusa’s serpents while henna glides across her palms. Once cool and wet in…[...]

White Onions

Naima let the oil heat up on her cast-iron skillet slowly. The rustic stovetop grew old with a charred cast but withstood the test of time over the last three…[...]

The daffodils had opened overnight.I noticed them while walking back home, the sun was unusually generous for early spring. They leaned toward the light, bright and unapologetically yellow against the…[...]

Fifteen Pounds

Mahin knelt in front of the suitcase carefully organizing his essentials. The suitcase rested on a weight scale with the dial measuring just over three pounds. He continued packing clothes…[...]

The School Topper

Initially, I’d held my head high in the deep green, silver-bordered saree I was wearing. But walking through the gargantuan crowd of hundreds of students in the school lobby, every…[...]

Safety First – A girl’s first lesson in how love reshapes freedom

They can sense our fear. Keep your spine straight. Don’t be afraid. Don’t hesitate to look them in the eye. And in the worst case, always remember to pick up…[...]

Breakfast

My ammi watches over my shoulder as I grab the Purple Heart colored pencil from the pencil holder that I keep the 150 pack of colored pencils I got for…[...]

The Wedding Pact

The Wedding Pact -- By Neelam Chohan-Jagait Chapter 1: The Dinner Party A warm drop of sweat trickled down Samira’s spine as she poured herself a generous glass of chilled…[...]

A cup of cold chai

Aroma of ginger and cardamom lingered in her daughter’s living room. Saraswati was sitting in her usual chair, a small table on her right-hand side, with a steaming cup of…[...]

Between Acts

The sink is backed up. Again. That’s the life we live: a bowl of shaving cream and soap that drains slower than the water we pour into it. I think…[...]

The Good Dalit

Rishi sought the itinerant guru he heard was traveling through the area. The guru went by the name Guru Ved, which was almost sacrilegious in itself, except for the rumors…[...]

A Pink Flower Called Hope

Click. “Chin up,” commanded the photographer. Rani confidently raised her slender, recently-threaded chin. Click. “Okay, now do this,” ordered the photographer. He set his camera aside and contorted himself into…[...]

The Liberation of Sisyphus

I drift up the mahogany stairs, the colour of freshly brewed tea. I slide along the pristine floors until I come upon a room. Her room. Our room. Once. She…[...]

The Delicate Straw Hut

Dawn. Tara walks to the well outside the village, a pot in her hand. Two years into adulthood, her green bangles clink as the pot bounces against the side of…[...]

The Fork

When faced with a fork, look for the twig.We had missed the twig and were staring down a deep chasm. It didn’t help that we were not talking to each…[...]

The Gravity of Being Upright

I think it had started to happen a long time back—bit by bit—but I only noticed it this morning. Gravity was dead. Like Queen Elizabeth. Both of them. Yesterday, it…[...]

Moonlight and Madness

Your eyes pour the moonlight on my path as I turn my back to you. In the dead of the night, I walk with my family, away from my home,…[...]

Letters from Lucknow, 1886

“Intercultural Book Club. Join us! Every Sunday 6pm.”The poster hung alone on a blank wall in my dorm building. As someone who had just moved in and loved novels it…[...]

Voluntary Amputation

I didn’t notice the exact moment you began to disappear. That’s the problem with people who have survived for too long. They fall apart quietly. No drama. No warning. Like…[...]

Apology in Porcelain

The morning sun blinds Tom Watkins when he steps out on the back porch to toss a leaky garbage bag into the old, dented metal can. He has been cleaning…[...]

What She Kept

The apple tree had been there longer than the house. She had watched the road arrive one summer, a scar cut through the field that healed into habit. She had…[...]

Lifandi Fiskur

As Kevin entered the water alone, in the dark, with no sound but the small waves crashing on the shore and the wind blowing peacefully around him, he realized the…[...]

Destination to Somewhere

Destination to Somewhereby Spartacus Lawrence— — — It’s Friday evening, and there’s a holiday on Monday. I’m in my car in bumper to bumper traffic — my old blue Buick,…[...]

Blood Debts

Rui “Ray” Chang was an immigration and real-estate attorney in Fort Lee with a tiny office above a karaoke bar a stone’s throw away from the George Washington Bridge. But…[...]

@Mods, She Wrote

TadGhostal asks: How do I train my dog to lick things? Should I use peanut butter? ->GromitsGF1990 3mo“Kisses” is an easy enough to teach. I did it for my dog…[...]

The Sanctuary

The warmth of the state park cabin made it easy to forget the bitter winter waiting outside the frosted windows. My soon-to-be husband, Nephets, had chosen this rustic sanctuary for…[...]

Goddbye, Astrid

Before we entered your home, I was warned that it was unpleasant there. That there were ants crawling across the floor. And that I shouldn’t take it personally if you…[...]

The First Juror

It was an overcast November morning in the port district of Newark. Clouds pressed down on the living world like anvils. A haze filled the Newark streets. The air was…[...]

Ad for Julie

Fashion Journal Ad Section. April 6th 2026 Looking for one Julie Dawson- -Female -5’6 and a half (the half is apparently important)-Strawberry blonde -Green/ Blue eyes (lighting dependent) -Unapproachable when…[...]

The Cost For the World

Soot fell from the sky as the heat subsided. It fell upon his cheek as if the sun had radiated against his face, but was slowly pulled away, the callous…[...]

Mom’s sacrifice

I learned at a very young age that life is hard, unpredictable, and sometimes unfair, but I also learned that love — even imperfect, messy, late‑arriving love — can carry…[...]

Last One Out

I was the last one out of the the nest. If you could still call it that. There was no cosy padding of parents and family meals and coming home…[...]

A Reckoning of Chaos and Mercy

Her breath comes in slow gasps as she pushes through the maze of tangled branches. Her control is ripping apart, and she uses what little strength she has left to…[...]

Closed on Mondays

May 16 I think the mistake was made before we even missed the bus. Not logistically.Emotionally. The actual missing of the bus only took about eight seconds. We turned the…[...]

The Hidden Door

The Hidden Door The winter was long; the snow was falling at an alarming rate. Every inch of my backyard was covered from top to bottom. I would only open…[...]

Hold Me

Prologue:-2046Psychology. The study of thoughts, emotions, and behavior. How people feel, why they act the way they do, and what invisible strings pull those decisions behind the scenes. I once…[...]

Gary and Anna

Gary never took the bus. He preferred to walk, tracking long, gentle paths down narrow streets in Tirana. He passed bakeries opening their shutters, the smell of warm bread wafting…[...]

City Mouse Severance

Date: May 29Time: 05:58From: AdministrationTo: All StaffSubject: Bernard’s PassingBody:<Attachments: BernardOBrienMemoriam.jpg; roses.gif>It is with the heaviest and saddest of hearts that we announce the sudden and tragic passing of our Chairman…[...]