Begging. It is one the social ills that our country has had to face because of its unprecedented rise in population over the past decade and subsequently a lack of job opportunities. All of this collectively adds up and a majority of the population resort to ‘begging’ in order to sustain themselves.
All over the world, doors are appearing.
They lead to other cities, other countries, other lives.
And in a city gripped by war, Nadia and Saeed are newly in love.
Hardly more than strangers, desperate to survive, they open a door and step through.
But the doors only go one way.
Once you leave, there is no going back
‘I peer over the lip of the glass at the inbox, empty except for a single message, the subject line blank, the sender’s name in bold.
My teeth chink on the glass. I stare at the screen. The air around me is suddenly thin.’
Would a particular photograph act as the stimulus to a similar set of reactions in others, in comparison to that experienced by myself? And if there is a variation, how will it affect the view points of all the others who are engaged in the same activity.
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Is it self discretion that will allow us to use social media as a whetstone to sharpen our intellect or is social media a cause of stress and burden?
The chain of events that lead you to commenting or reading this article may not be a result of free will, it may be a predetermined chain of events. Or was it?
‘Why do I say goodbye, even when all I yearn is to see you again, yet, however much I try, all my efforts go in vain, when it is time to say goodbye.’ There is something about farewells which does not resonate with me and one thought really drives me to ponder; why do…
Almost from the time my conscious memory serves me, I had always been told to, ‘Do Something’- be it engaging in some sort of activity or listening to music. I could never just while away my time lazing around and watching the tele and me being naive, tried to abide by this ideology and everything…