Fiction
The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in your House
If they knew, your mother would have said, “It’s in your head, darling,” and your father would have screamed, “Put that head in the toilet bowl where it belongs.”
The things we do for more salami
An Eid special edition of Rising Star's monthly comic strip.
Facing the nightmare of darkness
Lighting struck everywhere. Amidst the enchanted woods, the howls of wolves echoed with a joyous "Awoo!".
Life through the lens of an electricity pole
Today, I am covered in lines. Rust from the rain, and the occasional overflowing water from the drain paint my feet in unchangeable colours.
Fog beneath the winter skyline
The two friends grew up together playing cricket in the garage, watching Pokémon routinely at 6 PM on Cartoon Network at Zuhayer's flat, and chasing stringless kites.
The After-chapter
With my memories remaining an unvisited dream, I woke up amidst the calm green meadow that gently held onto me.
Leafhopper under the vast purple sky
In that world, ignorance amassed like water near the roots of a cypress tree.
Chander Buri and an insomniac’s drivel
I’d never felt sadder at the prospect of not being a part of someone else’s story.
