PinnedAbout this pageIn this page, I sketch scenes/shots of a novel that I have been thinking about for the past ten years. It is a magic real tale of a woman who has to face her past, mourn it and reconcile with it. Along the journey she almost loses her sanity, as…Novel2 min readNovel2 min read
Jan 27, 2022SEVENTEENI broke mother’s heart numerous times. Have failed her many more. I’m sorry maman. For not being there when you needed me most, abandoning you when I felt abandoned; for not pursuing your dreams, the ones you sacrificed so that you can raise your children; for not ever getting married…Mother Daughter Bond5 min readMother Daughter Bond5 min read
Jan 16, 2022SIXTEEN — PART IIIn the one year of boxing lessons that you took in a gym run by a former lightweight champion in Toronto you learnt that the first most common boxing injury is nose bleed. Ring doctors stop the bout if they suspect that the bleeding is caused by a nose fracture…War5 min readWar5 min read
Jan 10, 2022SIXTEEN — PART IGoing under was a process. It began with tears brimming her eyes. She would then begin to feel her face flashing with heat. The wave of warmth flowed from her neck down to her body. Once the sound of floating liquid packed her ears, water would finally begin to stream…Trauma4 min readTrauma4 min read
Jan 3, 2022Story Development IThey say there are two types of writers. Architects and gardeners. Abstract and intuitive writers if you like. I’m the latter. So I pinch and twist the plot, tie and undo its knots as I write here. I aim to share this process of gardening with you, of cultivating the…The Magnolia Story2 min readThe Magnolia Story2 min read
Jan 3, 2022FIFTEENFather used to tell the story of the girl who was cursed to cry for all eternity. Her freedom was contingent upon brimming a barrel with her tears. But the curse made it so that no matter how much she cried, the tub didn’t even get wet. *** Leila is…Trauma2 min readTrauma2 min read
Dec 26, 2021Fourteen (II)He is silent. The only sound filling the room is the burble of the small fountain in the corner. Dusty particles float in the air in the thick ray of sun that is shining through the window. You want to thank him for seeing you but your throat tightens up…Grief3 min readGrief3 min read
Dec 16, 2021FOURTEEN (I)She kicks her shoes off as she struggles to keep the chador intact. But the slick fabric stubbornly keeps sliding down her hair, onto her shoulders. A tallish man shows her the way with his extended hand gesture. He is wearing one of those cone shaped hats that men in…Grief3 min readGrief3 min read
Dec 6, 2021THIRTEENDejavu. He is standing in the doorway, staring at her as she folds her clothes, stacking them up in the suitcase. How many years ago was it? It must be twenty. He told her how lucky she was, that he would follow her path someday, stay with her on the…Brothers4 min readBrothers4 min read
Nov 17, 2021TwelveHe used to love taking afternoon naps on Fridays. He would lie down on the red marble of the first floor, in the tight space right between the kitchen and the living room. He would close his eyes, rest the two palms of his hands on his chest. And pass…Fatherhood2 min readFatherhood2 min read
