Kehna Yeh Thha Ki…

وہ کہنا یہ تھا کہ۔۔۔ اگر کسی کم بخت سے آپ کی شادی ہو گئی ہے تو وہ اب آپ کی ذمہ داری ہے، اس کے میکہ والوں کی نہیں۔ بات بے بات اسے میکہ چھوڑ آنا اس بات کی دلالت ہے کہ آپ میں ریڑھ کی ہڈی نہیں ہے۔ فوراً کسی درست مفتی صاحب…

Book Promotion | Once Upon a Coincidence

One of my resolutions this year was simple: write more—and, hopefully, publish more. My last proper novel, So Out of My League, was published on 1 February 2025. As its anniversary comes around, it feels like the right moment to mark the occasion not with a reread, but with something new. I did publish two…

Work Anniversary | 14 Years & Counting

It’s that time of the year. Last year, I realized that I give this day a lot of importance and I credited it to being the reason tostart this blog in the first place. Now, I think it’s more of a tradition, and also a dull ache somewhere that I’m still here with the work…

Random Rambling | Amazon Categories

Here’s a random rambling for today, because… why not? I was innocently browsing through Amazon’s Short Stories category the other day — not for research, not for literary enlightenment, but for something far more noble. I was trying to bulk-up my Goodreads 2026 Reading Challenge. (P.S I’ve planned to read 30 books this year. I…

Kehna Yeh Thha Ki…

وہ کہنا یہ تھا کہ۔۔۔ اگر آپ نے آٹھ دس ہزار کی فلائٹ کی ٹکٹ بک کر لی ہے تو سفر کے لیے ۱۰۰-۲۰۰ کے ہیڈ فونز بھی خرید لیے ہوتے۔ آپ کو فارورڈ آئے ہوئے واہیات ویڈیوز کو فل والیوم میں سننے کا باقی مسافروں کو کوئی شوق نہیں ہے۔ ویسے بھی عموماً ڈومیسٹک…

Random Rambling | Interview Anniversary

  It’s my interview anniversary today. Hey, people celebrate 15-days birthday; weekversary, monthversary and whatnot. Why can’t I talk about interview anniversary? It’s not like I’m celebrating it. 14 years ago. On this day, I had interviewed for my current job. It was a pleasant October afternoon. For the past two days, I had been…

Random Rambling | On The Rocks

    As soon as she left the hospital, she took a deep breath. The breath that had been trapped behind the mask all day seemed to have been released from her lungs now. The patients of the day, their relatives, injections, medicines, files — all were echoing in her mind like a crowd. The…

Bey-tuki | On the Rocks

اسپتال سے نکلتے ہی اس نے ایک لمبی سانس بھری۔ ماسک کے پیچھے دن بھر قید رہی سانس جیسے اب جا کے اس کے پھینپھڑوں سے آزاد ہوئی ہو۔ دن بھر کے مریض، ان کے رشتے دار، انجیکشن، دوائیں، فائلیں — سب اس کے ذہن میں ہجوم کی طرح گونج رہے تھے۔ سڑک پر شام…

Bey-tuki | ऑन द रॉक्स

    अस्पताल से निकलते ही उसने एक लंबी साँस भरी। मास्क के पीछे दिन भर क़ैद रही साँस जैसे अब जाकर उसके फेफड़ों से आज़ाद हुई हो। दिन भर के मरीज़, उनके रिश्तेदार, इंजेक्शन, दवाएँ, फाइलें — सब उसके ज़ेहन में हुजूम की तरह गूंज रहे थे। सड़क पर शाम के मामूल की अफ़रातफ़री…

Random Rambling | Phlegm Machine

    Meet the Phlegm Machine At least twice a year, I turn into what I can only describe as a phlegm machine. Once when the winter is just beginning, and again when it is packing its bags. Like clockwork, my body decides to audition for a one-person orchestra, complete with blocked sinuses, scratchy throat,…