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Hunchback of Masjid Mohabbat Khan

So taking a stroll near Masjid Mohabbat Khan; I saw this wretched, derelict hideously deformed man with a hump on his back, who was using his hands in attempt to move, as his legs seemed incapable of bearing his weight. "Allah k nam per de do!" this voice rose after every second, and his urn would clang with the money dropped by people passing by and those entering or leaving the mosque. So I stood on a side to see how it goes on for the "Hunchback of Mohabbat khan". Soon his urn was filled with money, which he deftly, emptied in a sack lying next to him and resumed his begging routine "Allah k nam per de do!" till the end of the day.  As the lingering light of the day was obliterated by the rapid falling night, transforming the sky into vast expanse of jet black that engulfed the town, This "Hunchback of Mohabbat Khan" started wrapping up his goods and chattels, and started dragging himself with his hands to a new destination, unaware of being w...

Another end !

 "In my end, is my beginning" and "In my beginning is my end", heard a lot of people saying this, with the meaning and time of it yet not known. As the last leaf detaches from autumnal boughs and fall to earth as gently as feathers: that's where the end is. That's exactly when you know; it's time to start something new; that it's time for a new beginning. And that's when the new leaf grows.  At the end of 2020 is the beginning of 2021. However, as the last month of 2020 is coming to an end, with leaves carpeting the ground, trees brushing  all the imperfections away, ready for a change, are we brushing anything away to bring a change within?  2020 had been a very difficult and different year for each one of us. Many of us lost our loved ones, many of us started a successful career, many of us suffered anxiety and depression, a lot of us overcame our phobias, a lot started off with something that was on our to-do list for a long time. It was this ...

A day in the shoes of a teacher

“ If only I could switch places with Ms. Stacey, life would have been so much better ”, muttered Mona, ripping another paper out of her notebook, where she was trying to solve a question of linear Equation, since 3 PM. “ I bet it’s a very cushy job, sitting on the other side of the camera, explaining the concepts through a few questions, and assigning the rest of the work to students. Just playing sage on the stage and chilling the rest of the day, gossiping over cups of tea, just a bit of working online and that’s it!! I wish I could do this instead of sitting and solving these sums, which seems to be a never-ending task. ” It was 9 PM, finally after completing all her assignments, Mona laid down in her bed, looking outside the window of her bedroom. The sky presented a wonderful sight, Moon came to the sky as a mother comes to sing a soft lullaby, to ease her children’s weariness, gracing the sky as if it had some bright idea. “Brrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnn...

Some Veiled Eager Beavers

"Why did you make her cry? Now just wait until I get home, I'll put you in the right state of your mind..... Just wait until I reach home!! Why do you have the might to fight with everyone? Let me get back..."  Alina ended the call furiously with these words, sat back in her chair, waited for a while, and then picked her phone again to make a call; this time it was her husband. She informed her husband of the dispute at home and requested him to head back home as soon as he can, to solve the matter. Alina was a mother of three kids and was working in a private school for the sake of her children's education and welfare. She had a deplorable experience from her first marriage which unfortunately ended in divorce. After divorce, it has been quite a labor for her to take care of herself and the children all alone, as the desi culture in our country would always have their claws sharp and fingers held in suspicion towards all the women who are separated or divorced. With ...