M.Zubair Alam

“does light comes to stay???” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #92

It’s gone again. Is it a wonder? Or, is it something new to be wondered at? No, it’s not. But, anyways, it never breaks its habit. Nay, it’s so punctual. Perhaps, folks can learn how to stick to a schedule from its punctuality. None in our beloved city, comes and goes, so perfectly on time as does the darling light. Yeah, it’s become our darling; as they say when something becomes scarce or rare, it’s desired by manifolds.   Is it 21st century? I doubt it. I doubt it, because candles make a good fortune here. Or, I may be wrong. Ca...

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“Deja Vu” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #63

    By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The sight put an instant halt in my advance. The fiery scene first held me stupefied for a few seconds. The whole grassy area in the lawn was covered with the dry and yellow autumn leaves. Now, all of them making yellow and red flames. After the grip of sudden exposure to the scene had eroded, I began to enjoy the unanimity with which all the leaves were leaving their present form giving life to the fire.   The ethereal burnt particles of the leaves bl...

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“Permanent is change” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #47

You were almost at the finishing point when the light blew out and never lit again the rest of the night. You were devoid of sleep-hunger, kind of a person struggling with insomnia, so you kept spinning the wheels of your imagination till sky changed its color from black to grey. Then, in a diversion, you were in deep sleep, mouth half opened and eyes closed. The book was sitting on your chest, moving up and down like a to-and-fro motion along with each breath you took. You were reclining on the sofa, and had the book clasped in hand before ...

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“Once upon a time” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #44

                 ‘Sara where did you keep my coat? It’s been thirty minutes, I am unable to find it.’ Dan is becoming old as does his memory; he often forgets his own things after putting them up somewhere. ‘You are always slipping away from your mind the place of your own things after keeping them by yourself. You had probably put it in the suitcase under the bed after wearing when it was rained last time.’ Sara gets exasperated with such forgetful temperam...

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“Out of the blue” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #43

              Zack is walking down the road. Going back toward his dorm where no one is waiting for him. Half his shirt tucked in and other half hanging from the front. A burger in one hand and the phone in another. His full focus is on the phone, texting. It was a terrible day at college. Even his appearance is telling a kind of worn out story. Wild and unkempt hair due to mindless itching, the tie dangling between the legs with the knot almost an inch or two above the be...

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“A Broken Past” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #42

Tired, fed-up, and depressed, Sarah is sitting head down between her knees, on the couch. She is imagining deeply a way out of the current bleak situation. It has now been almost two months without a job, sitting idle, watching seasons, and working on her novelette. Sometimes, in the evenings she make her way in a park or checks in a rustic-style coffee shop located at a highland with a small stream of water flowing by its side. She is immensely broken from inside. Nothing ever preceding it had let her succumb to this extent in her...

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“odyssey” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #40

  Jimmy took some outfits and packed his minimalist bag. Put some snacks in his backpack along with the camera and the chargers. He was already late for the station. His train was about to leave in the next hour, so he needed to check in at the station at least fifteen minutes prior departure. The train doesn’t wait for anyone, the total onus is on the passenger in the event of an inconvenience. He was a bit nervous until managed to complete the checkout procedure at the hotel reception. Once done with the checkout, Jimmy all at on...

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“A Wonder Star” by M.Zubair Alam

Submitted to Contest #39

  Koe was desperately awaiting the North Star to appear. It was a deep-dark night, no moon. Koe was alone on the rooftop, wearing several layers of clothing, a thick and long fur-coat on top. It was the month of January with its bone-chilling cold and sight of snow everywhere. He had built a wooden seat which was quite comfortable. The top of it was inlaid with a leather cover merged with a soft foam which gave a pretty comfy sitting. It was his fifteenth day’s turn at star sighting; although the star was sighted for thrice, the wonde...

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“Glimpse of a moment” by M.Zubair Alam

The harshness of winter is receding, and folks at last can sigh a breath of relief in somewhat a ‘mild’ weather of the summer in the snow laden tracts of Siberia. Even the waves of heat coming in from the southern regions don’t have the proper strength to melt down the vast fields of snow up to the soil surface. However, the thick layers of snow which were carpeted in the winters are now wearing out; and the routes are being cleared up till the distant areas to the snow banks, located at the verge of the towns. Denizens are happy, from littl...

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