A Child ….. No More

The little child stood clinging on to the hand of his father as he tried to look through the crowd of people standing in the front of them. They were all listening to some person, whom he didnt know, standing on a makeshift stage, giving a speech about some other person, whom he also didnt…

“My Name Is Abdul”

He peered through the dim light, around his basement, at the four people hunched up on the floor below, as he sat on the single cot lined up by the wall. A middle aged man with a woman and two little girls. They were huddled in the corner, with the man putting his hands protectively…

The Dark Room

The Stranger stood there, leaning against the tree as he watched a man standing by the door of a small house. He was surrounded by around 50 young guys listening to whatever it was that he was saying. The man must have been in his 60s, at the most. He made a rather impressive figure,…