Sammu, What Do You Like Most? on December 15, 2017Sammu, what do you like most? The redolent morning breeze Every day That blows across the land Heart of the evening Shaped out of clouds Sammu, what do you say? If I place the moon In your window Sammu what do you like most? If a boat, I carve out of a star Along with […]
Who came here before me? on December 12, 2017It was one in the night. On my way back home from the newspaper office, I would often find a dog lay asleep on my track. With the sound of my steps, it would raise its head, look at me and eventually go back to sleep. My place was not a well-furnished house. Rather it […]
A Dream on November 23, 2017In this game of life We have been through a myriad of roads and realms While looking outside Sometimes you feel Your eyes are not what they have been While treading along a path Sometimes it occurs to you These are the legs of a stranger you are walking with In this game of life […]
The Unaspiring Soul on November 22, 2017The sun rose through the trees. Only God knew which house it was going to set beyond in the evening. The road was calm as ever, waiting for the steps of the wayfarers. Some distance away, near the Boy’s Hostel, the two soldiers sat as usual, reading the newspaper. Every morning I took this route […]
The sea is rising on November 9, 2017Today nothing exists there, neither the river nor the tree – name of which I do not know till this day, or the girl who always filled my water skin before anyone else. I wandered and looked around. It appeared as if I had landed in an unknown place. I wondered for a while. It […]
The moon in the window on October 24, 2017Gusts of wind, like a string of bullets sizzled through the window. The night was at full bloom and his room was all aflood with silver moonbeams. The shadow, in his eyes, appeared like a freshly blossomed rose. Like a desperate child he tried to get up and touch the shadow but the eyes of […]
The night beyond the window on October 12, 2017The woman opened the upper window of her two-storied old bungalow and gazed down in the narrow street. It was silence all around. She turned back to clean and arrange the stuffs of her bedroom. It was quite a small room with not too many things. A giant mirror hung down the wall. An old […]
Mehrneyad is all grown up now on August 31, 2017Now I can’t even remember for how long I had been visiting that graveyard. As long as I was in my hometown I used to pass my evenings in the graveyard. When I moved to another city to seek a job, I always felt nostalgic for the graveyard there. Whenever I returned home, I would […]
The magnificent building on August 25, 2017 As soon as he caught a glimpse of that magnificent building, the walking priest slowed down his pace. He cast a curious glance at it. It looked like a church. He rubbed his eyes again and again. Yes, indeed it was a church. He stood still, amazed when a mullah while gazing at the […]
AR Dad a versatile modernist on August 22, 2017A poet, fiction writer, critic and a translator AR Dad is known as the proponent of modern views in Balochi literature. He has the credit to introduce Balochi literature to a wave of modern theories like, structuralism, post-structuralism surrealism, and existentialism and off course the controversial post modernism. He has also excessively translated the works […]