Snowfall in Delhi

The window pane separates me from the withered poplar The sodden lawn has day’s footprints engrossed soiled shoes are half immersed in rain December wind whooshes flaps the window . I press my forehead against the cold pane as I breathe, it blurs the lawn, it sweats as I gasp . I am thousand miles …

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Fire that Charred and Changed Chrar

Qadri Inzamam On a bright Spring Day in the Shrine of Nund Reshi (R.A) at Chrar, a devotee of the Saint becomes my time-traveler and takes me two decades back. Year 1995 The snow has melted but the air is still cold. It is the period when the winter has almost set and spring is …

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Beyond the Figures of Sopore Carnage

From the rubble resurrects the resistance. Qadri Inzamam Fifty Seven people killed. More than 350 structures gutted in Sopore. The figures. The data. The numbers. The bloody statistics that conceal the untold, heart-wrenching and horrendous tales of catastrophe which humans inflict on humans. A three-year old child, who clenches with his small, tender and soft …

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Dear Abu, Pray for My Freedom

By Qadri Inzamam “Dear father” Or Should I write 'Dear Abu'? “Dear Abu” “I don’t know when I will return home, but as long as I am here, I am fine…” Last night, they switched off the light early. There was no dinner again. Around midnight, many of the policemen barged into each cell and …

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This Autumn I Shall Disappear

Qadri Inzamam That secluded bench; under the shadow of blazing Chinar, in autumn; when life greets death It will be secluded again, this autumn. Memories, like leaves, Will wither Desires will fade and Morbidity will fascinate It all repeats Life and death, and death and life. There lies nothing beyond and nothing between; truth and …

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