Author: Numan Bajwa

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Eternity Beyond Vacillations

In the beginning, there was nothing. No, that’s not right, SHE was always there, let me start over. In the beginning, I was nothing. Creation for us, isn’t like what you lot go through....

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Quarantine Blues

The siren’s sharp high-pitched trill jolted Kabir upright. He frantically reached for the switch to turn it off, his heart paced wildly. They were sensitive to loud noises, Looking around, he was dismayed to...

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A Cut-throat business

Nazo ran through the sliding door, whipped off her burqa, and took the screw-driver to her face.  “The bloody strike had to happen today”, she muttered to herself while unscrewing her Bio-eye-mask.  It was...

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The Serpent’s Daughter

Her feet stammered for a moment as she stood on the threshold of her mother’s hut. Binti had walked this ground many times, it’s soft well trodden earth known to her as well as...

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Death by a thousand Monkeys

“There has to be a word that can describe this, a sight both alluring and off-putting in equal measure”. He thought as his ship descended from the clouds towards the mega-city at the heart...

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The Lady Knight

Felicity Flores fell on her bean bag chair, she always sort of gave up halfway through sitting down, letting the beans absorb the impact. The wind got knocked out of her, like the sigh...

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Jazz in the time of Blitzkrieg

Although the shrieking scream of the V2 rocket was receding, Billy was left trembling, in the drafty hollow apartment. He felt, more than heard, the low thud of the missile hitting the ground, if...

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Poems of Love and Death

Jean’s hand swept over the fluffy feather attached to his quill, candlelight glinting against its ivory tip, waiting to be grasped, to dance on the page once more. His other hand clutched an elaborately...

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The “High” Road

As it plunged into his skin, the prick of the needle was cold and biting, like the first wind of winter. He depressed the plunger on the syringe and his veins hungrily consumed the...

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The Gift

He awoke with a start. Being thrown back to reality gave him a viceral jolt . His bleary eyes focused on a beardless face. It was Gullu, shaking him by the shoulder. “Imam Saab...