Sanu Ik Pal Chen Na Ave (I cannot find a moment’s peace) by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Azlan Jahan, post 1947-48 Kashmiri War Fiction by Zainab Nasim The gramophone resounds in the galleries of the haveli, stirring it awake. As the needle twirled around delicately on the vinyl, he closed his eyes softly settling comfortably into his rocking chair with his stack of letters and a lit cigar. “It is not like I am not proud to be a martyr’s father, Bittoo ," he said to his grandson.

By |2017-01-11T10:35:11+11:00July 15th, 2016|Fiction|2 Comments

Wide Open by The Chemical Brothers

Fiction by Jesse Maskell Falls Festival, Victoria, 2016 The best moments are supposed to be ahead but this is it. In five hours I’ll be head-in-an-ocean Chemical Brothers play Wide Open 40 minutes into their set and I’ll look around for Karti, Caitos, through the dim flashing crowd seeing iconic hero friends in moments.

By |2017-01-11T11:04:49+11:00May 17th, 2016|Electronica, Fiction|0 Comments