by Jafar Rehman
The skin of my hand is peeling off but it doesn't hurt anymore. I remember keeping my hand under running water for a long time and I was staring at the window above the sink. This burn reminded me of my early years. I would be on the bike with my brothers and my foot… Continue reading Rain
My keyboard broke and I can't type certain letters which is a bit irritating. Now I opened the machine (took it apart) and tried working my way around it but it didn't help. Why render the laptop completely useless? Anyway, I have a good amount of work now and one might say that I have… Continue reading A broken keyboard
You and I had dreams. We had really big dreams and honestly I couldn't afford to dream much and now I finally realize I was wrong. Life had been difficult and it had been cruel. Anyway, I am not going to talk about my life today but about the notebook I found and what was… Continue reading The old diary
Then the blood rushed to my nose and it felt weird. You remember right? I have a few issues with my nose or you forgot? I remember sometimes looking at my friends in a restaurant or in a shop when they would smoke. Cigarettes after cigarettes and I would wonder how lucky and stupid they were… Continue reading A cigarette and a nose
And I changed and you changed and that is what I was told. There is no use in denying the fact that it is an absolute truth. Change is the only constant thing. You know the hardest part is not the change but accepting it. The very fact that things have changed and people have changed… Continue reading Change
I am done reading a couple of pages and it is time for me to sleep. It is way beyond my usual time. My body aches and demands some sleep but I just don't want to go to bed. I ate well but my stomach is churning acid and my mouth is dry and the… Continue reading What next?
Hello again. I recently invested in a diary and now my aim is to put it to a good use. Today, I wrote a short story and a sher. Now you will have to wait for the sher because this post will have the story. Read it and let me know your views. 🙂
It was Sunday today, I thought of taking out my camera And cleaning it. I also gathered my pens To fill them up with ink Carried along the diaries With the hope Of writing something. Then I saw the light Coming in through The open door And giving this Amazing reflection Took the camera And… Continue reading The table
Right, I just have to remind myself that this is a personal blog and I can actually write about anything and everything. I don't have to put much thought to things here. I will just write here and maybe someone will read it and form an opinion or they will simply ignore it. See that's… Continue reading Good to be back
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 