Author: baqir shameem

For the next seven days Feroz visited the hospital and stayed with Sandhya for an hour or so. She looked forward to his calls more than from her other acquaintances. She did most of the  talking and  he listened silently, often interjecting to make the conversation livelier.  “So, why journalism? You could have joined your… Continue reading Liba – A Love Story – Part II →

The convocation had ended, the participants and the visitors were dispersing from the venue. Among them were Feroz and his parents. He guided them through the crowd, intermittantly pausing to stretch his neck back to trace Sandhya, who was a few yards behind them with her parents. He halted at the car park and ushered… Continue reading Liba – A Love Story – Part I →

Jafar, (Arshi at home) is not very particular about celebrating his birthday, however, Tehmina his wife is. His birthday, which was in August, could not be observed as it coincided with  Muharram being the mourning period. The family members (me  excluded) decided to gather at Cancun to celebrate it.The birthday boy was not aware that his brother and sisters … Continue reading “Nest of Snakes” Part II →

“Nest of snakes” was the meaning given to the word Cancun, for some, it’s true spoken meaning is, “Place of the Golden Snake."  However, by a more milder name  it is now called “Place of the four lagoons.” Cancun is a city located in Mexico. We spent a week there; while Baqar with his family… Continue reading “Nest of Snakes” – Part I →

The Carosel School had kept her busy, the vacations are on now and Serena Shameem has her docket lined up. Her parents Tehmina and Jafar are with her, fully committed. They know her choices and have her agenda ready. Besides regular visits to the multiplexes for the latest movies they are also aware of her… Continue reading Vacation Break – Serena’s Agenda →

What is the difference between knowledge and wisdom? I understood it when I encountered a very interesting person over a luncheon party. He took knowledge and gave wisdom to us, as we listened to him. Let me not delay any further, but quickly share the experience through the videos: Sami and Zehra our close friends… Continue reading A Refreshing Encounter →

Facing and feeling the teperature from five, rising to ten degree Celsius is no big deal. But it does make a big change when moving from under dark clouds with light showers and to look up towards a sunny and bright sky. It did make a big difference to me when I landed at San… Continue reading Two days in San Fransisco →

 “Have you met that Dalit, your school classmate, recently?” Chandan Sharma asked his son Sunder.  “No. You told me to keep away from him,” Sunder replied.  Chandan looked at his wife Nalini seated on the sofa across from him in the living room. She looked down, shaking her head. “Sit down and listen carefully,” Chandan… Continue reading Let my country awake – Part II →

“I think I will have to cut short my visit, mom can leave later,” Vishnu said with a deep sigh. “Why? You have been here only for a week,” Sunder asked. They were seated on the wooden cots in the veranda. The house belonged to Sunder’s family and Vishnu was cousin brother from his mother’s… Continue reading Let my country awake – Part I →

(Continued from Part - II) The Maulvi stepped aside When Aman stood next to him. Facing the audience Aman looked across the congregation; the gents were seated to the right, while a small vacant space separated ladies who sat in the left. They were afraid, from the looks on their faces, especially the young men… Continue reading Nemesis – Part III →