Mushtaque B Barq

The Pomegranate Grains

The Pomegranate Grains

YESTEREVE, a plate on my writing desk traumatized me for someone by chance had kept it there with eight gleaming grains so luring to eyes and so appealing to taste buds but the scene on the plate was ruinous ,for eighth grain  was pushed to the brim . Out-of-the-way and decomposed, making the plate to […]

 Mushtaque B Barq

Approval

Approval

In that decent pretence in comity, he offered her a mug of coffee. Her tacit finesse by some reason in good-will her hand reached for the mug. Nothing, surely nothing like verbal exchange save a rudimentary smile bothered the quiet of the waiting room. Cutting all the excuses short, she passed a prudent smile just […]

 Mushtaque B Barq

Burden

Burden

The morning sun invited one and all, for its face was slowly pushing the long veils of mist beyond the mountain tops. The appeal of the vast Blue was afar to be described in words. It was an unadulterated sensation of enchantment. “Get up boy”, the shepherd shouted. Rubbing his dreamy eyes, the boy half-heartedly […]

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Might is right

Might is right

Counsel me this time if I am wrong which in most of the cases oblige me to be a part of the boring witness box. Not as a criminal, but as a victim of variations. I often make out that I might land in trouble, but often my disagreement with the masses salt away my […]

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Myth graphic narrative

Myth graphic narrative

From Ayesha’s Diary

The eagles up above the world of men were whirling. No, not in the manner a dervish circumambulates. The whirl was massive. All the eagles following the instructions were creating the ferocious circle in the backyard were on the beds of Gillsar dwellers usually dump their filth. Ayesha lifted her head from the pillow and […]

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Punishment

Punishment

Drooped neck coiled behind the iron bars, Danish was down like an inert stack. His limbs like his bald head were portraying nothing__Nothing momentous.  A monotonous look of his bald head held between those frail arms appeared cemented and controlled.  His neck was naked like a freshly ravished hilltop after a bombardment to yield minerals […]

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Wobbling verses

Wobbling verses

Afzal that day had put in extra efforts to prepare his lecture for the classroom. He was keen to administrate something new into the very succulent tissues of his students which had dried due to routine packing of stuff. He started as usual by greeting the students in his unique way by raising his cap […]

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I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE    (From Ayesha’s Diary)

I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE    (From Ayesha’s Diary)

When life out of the blue brings to a standstill mode grudgingly, the hemorrhaged pupil fails to open its aperture and the world undergoes a severe change. A change that one never expects because one lives under the garbage of his own fancies. The chill of such severity, when the mind goes blank and the […]

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And they return over and again

And they return over and again

Just when Romeo was planning to visit Juliet under the canopy of a starry night in her balcony, Laila was awakened by the noise in the backyard. Romeo succeeded in giving the guards a slip but Laila failed to go down the lane to know the exact cause of the noise.  Juliet was over the […]

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Scream!

Scream!

Her screams carry the echo of merciless pain to every corner of the ward. In general wards thin curtains only separate the patience yet they are connected, connected through tribulations, plight and fear of losing the battle. They despite separation share their invisible agonies either in the form of occasional cries or sighs. Even prayers […]

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