Asibi: Chapter 2 — Desks and Dust
Nimo picked her up anyway. By the time he arrived at her residence, the sun was already rising. He came carrying a gallon of...
Nimo picked her up anyway. By the time he arrived at her residence, the sun was already rising. He came carrying a gallon of...
It was late afternoon when the driver pulled over beside a huge mango tree. Instinctively, the passengers in the bus woke up, stretching and...
The sun diligently shone through the old blemished glass. Its rays reflected into her half-opened eyes, making her abruptly readjust herself in the sunken...
Walking It’s meant to be summer, but it’s cold in the mornings. Somewhere midday it begins to shine, and then it’s cold again. Before [&hel...
The teachers’ bungalow where I reside is a ten-minute walk from the primary school. I wake up at 4:30 a.m. every day because my [...
The mango tree, as I know it, still stands at the edge of the family house. Its leaves are dry and pale. That is...
My roommate, Tanmia, refused Nathan’s proposal. It was absurd because we all knew she was in love with him. It was always “Nathan said [...
It has taken me a long time to open up about what truly caused the rift in our relationship. Mum and Dad always assumed...
Nancy didn’t stay long enough to hug her daughter. To nurse her at her breast. To sing her a lullaby. She didn’t stay to [&h...
I should know what I want to do with my life by now. I work at the bank six days a week. I should...