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Smell of Loneliness

Usuf Mir It was Sunday evening, May 20. Gulzar was sitting in the veranda of his house, quietly sipping a cup of herbal tea, when Sahil hurried inside. There was an unusual anxiety on his face, and his eyes looked moist.…

Still With Me

Shugufta Mushtaq  A year has turned, the seasons spun, Since your sweet, earthly race was run. Three hundred sixty-five long days, Of learning how to walk through gray. They say that time begins to heal, But they don’t…