And finally, he reached her. He sat beside her. The quietness, so peaceful. The winds, so soothing. And the scenery in front, so beautiful. He could hear his thoughts scream
POSITIVE… are you?
So, just for formality, we do mask up: for entering and leaving mess (which is quite ironic since we have to eat!) and most importantly, for walking through the corridors. We do, mask up.
That Day
By: Muhammad Qasim At that very moment, I thought Ahmad had completely lost it. It had been three days without food and water since we lost our trail in that God forsaken jungle. Considering the burning heat, choking humidity and extreme thirst and hunger, I was certain that when he lashed at me, I was... Continue Reading →
A Day Without Rules
By Muhammad Qasim It all began with a siren. And now, as every second felt a lifetime, Shane just couldn’t wait for the same siren to end it all… ‘A day without rules… what a blessing’ Shane thought gulping down his beer. MJ drove the monster truck which they luckily found on the beach- crumbling... Continue Reading →
Regret
By Tooba Nadeem She turned off her laptop and leaned her head against the sofa. "I am very tired today, I think I should sleep now.”, she said to herself. After a minute or two, she got up from the sofa. While going to her room, she stopped in front of her mother's room. When... Continue Reading →
Someday Perhaps
By Muhammad Qasim I’ve been through a lot you know. I mean, at first there was this anxiety and sadness and this, this… this weird suffocation that pressed against my chest all night and day. You probably wouldn’t get it. Well… you probably might. It’s not like I know how you’ve been all this time.... Continue Reading →
Alarm
By Muhammad Qasim He pushed the clock before the alarm went off. What a beautiful day. The sun smiled and with it brought new opportunities. The saying, every day is a brand-new day, made all the sense in the world… a new day, new him, new opportunities and new ways to get closer to success.... Continue Reading →
GAMUT OF INDEPENDENCE
By Madeeha Rehman The science of freedom A gamut of independence Love and Devotion Affection and Compassion Are not these the most, Widely used words on the TV? In my country! A gamut of independence? Countless melees and lakes of barbs Is not this the most, Widely appearing news on the TV? In my... Continue Reading →
Everyone becomes a story
By Rubab Zehra Edited by SSC Team Publications. She was in her room trying to pacify herself to get a good night sleep when all of a sudden, she heard gunfire downstairs. She peeped from the corner of her door only to see her parents blood spilled all over the place. She was still and... Continue Reading →
The Letter
By Muhammad Zaeem Ahsan Edited by SSC Team Publications. My Dear Ama Jaan, There’s something that I’ve been holding inside me for a while now. I just, always failed to muster up the courage to let it out and I can’t tell you how much I regret it. Ever since Aba Jaan left us, I’ve... Continue Reading →