When the call came, I was thinking about death. Specifically by jumping. Leaping, is how I looked at it, from the top of the 13-storied Block D of Abad Ravines. I had surveyed many projects in the city under the pretext of a purchase. This one was perfect because of the surprisingly lax security –…
Author: Amel Rahman
Amel Rahman is a writer who has successfully procrastinated the completion of her first novel for the past ten years and is currently attempting the Guinness title for the same (as soon as she persuades the authorities to institute the category). Her future novels include "Learn to Procrastinate Today", "Ghost Writing for Ghosts", and "Let the Universe write your novel for you". Feedback, Awards, and money can be sent to amelabrs@gmail.com.
Unhelpful Representation of Special-Needs People in Malayalam Literature
Despite its high literacy rate and human development index, Kerala struggles with popular regressive and misogynistic opinions bandied about on local tea-stalls and Whatsapp gossip circles. But when bastions of progressive thinking like cinema and literary circles normalize the same, it is perhaps time to pick a bone or two. For a taste of the…
Unhelpful Representation of Special-Needs People in Malayalam Literature
Despite its high literacy rate and human development index, Kerala struggles with popular regressive and misogynistic opinions bandied about on local tea-stalls, Whatsapp gossip circles. But when bastions of progressive thinking like cinema and literary circles normalize the same, it is perhaps time to pick a bone or two. For a taste of the severely…
Patient 31
Meanwhile, a pandemic was also spreading in the fictional Jamathi world. Women are wearing their hair loose, moral decay is rampant, and the end of days is imminent.
Killing Marie
A short piece into a writer’s soul as he grieves the death of love in the hunt for art and originality.
The Moon is an Oatmeal Raisin Cookie
Saahil first got seriously on social media because he had heard that Anjali was on it. Anjali was this pretty girl that he knew at work. The kind of girl that he almost never found the courage to talk to. But he wanted to talk to her.
Jai Musca Domestica
Fascinating new research could possibly shed light on one of the most widely debated topics of the Kingdom of Sedonia, the matter of the Housefly. Triggered by outrage of a housefly falling into the flavored drink of the visiting American president at the Sedonian Royal Home, rumors have been widespread of a government-funded extermination of…
When I took an Existential Crap
Last evening, after I took a mistimed crap at work, I came out and suddenly felt existential. I know that is a bit excessive, given that I don’t have a clue about the concept, but I thought it was the thing to be, like being woke and all. Still I had a nagging sense that…
Day 16: Luxury Shopping in the Name of going Plastic-Free
I have realized that in the direst of mental conditions, I reach for my best friends: Amazon and Food Delivery. Turns out they have a different friend: Plastic! Friendly Neighborhood Kiranas for Food Staples Walking up to a mill with my mason jars and gunny bags to fill up on Wheat Powder (5 kilos), Rice…
Day 5: (Zero Waste) HSR Citizen Forum, Menstrual Cup Status report, Food Delivery
A sudden bout of bad moods have put me in bed indefinitely, moaning at how pathetic my life is. This is not a rare occurrence, very similar to a bout of fever for others, and does not make me pleasant company. As a result, lunch had to be ordered online, a wonderful meal of fresh…
