Chance Encounter

Want me to start from the beginning? Ok sure. About 2:30 in the afternoon, I’m waiting in Manchester Piccadilly—Nothing new. I stand there, half absorbed by what’s going on another platform some ways away. A blind guy was berating a ticket warden over some “illuminating revelation” he had three Fridays pasts. Real surreal shit. AnyhowContinue reading “Chance Encounter”

An interview…with Satan: Part One

In this week’s edition of The auld Yorker, our Alan managed to have catch up with Satan over tea and cream cakes at his secret getaway cottage. From his job to love life, here’s what the Lord Of The Underworld has got to share with us! Sometimes I get bad press for what I do.Continue reading “An interview…with Satan: Part One”

Tarneeb

From the archives, ‘Tarneeb’ is my first try at writing a Ghazal. Hope you enjoy! In a bāzār sat four Persian Sheiks, nock-knees under the table                              playing Tarneeb—none willing to lose a single pisar. Fearing their wives beating them into agar, the Sheiks eyed the dough on the table, which could buy nine of theContinue reading “Tarneeb”