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ROCK PAPER SCISSORS for Abdelkebir Khatibi (1938-2009) Abdelkebir, as a child you bounced between Rabat and El Jadida. Me, I'm wandering the three worlds of delusion. My left brain is [...]

The poem "The Adjournment" by Matt Reeck is presented. First Line: Bodies begin with heads transfixed upon torsos, a ribald sort of statuary. Last line: & I am here.

When Jane went online to buy Sae Ah a toy ice cream truck, complete with the familiar melody, I told her we needed another child. "Toot toot" goes the tugboat, "choo choo" goes the train, and "TA DA" says Sae Ah whenever she does something high on the scale of the human adorable. When the man asked Sae Ah's name, he guessed it wasn't an ordinary American name. When Jane and I watched the movie about the disaster on Mount Everest, I relished the intrigues of base camp, while Jane complained about the film's lack of action. [Extracted from the article]

Or, as Michel Foucault writes in I Histoire de la folie à l'âge classique i , "madness is at work, at the very heart of reason and of truth."[1] I Histoire de la folie à l'âge classique i can be read as a theoretical companion and paratext to gothic literature. Yet the murders to which Abdul Raheem confesses far exceed the murder of Tukaram, the only crime for which the police has any evidence. Manto provides us with two subaltern characters, Miss Tinman and Abdul Raheem, whose voices of colonial critique can be heard - or read - by applying the structural principles of allegory in which an author narrates "something which cannot be directly narrativized.". [Extracted from the article]

My Dearest Uncle, my very very very Dearest Uncle! But, no worries, you can start over with a war between India and Pakistan, and if its benefits don't outstrip those in Korea, then I'm not your nephew. Why don't you try to shut up Britain's Mr. Bevan? Napoleon and Hitler really hated them, and if they'd not been foiled by the English Channel, then Mr. Bevan wouldn't be around today and you'd be the lone superpower. [Extracted from the article]

I was polishing my white shoes when my wife spoke up, "Zaidi's here". Usually cats wag their tail when you pet them, but not even one hair on the cat's tail moved! From Zaidi's expression, I could tell it was that cat. Just as Zaidi was talking, the cat came between us, slipped through the railing, and jumped onto the eaves. [Extracted from the article]

When the songwriter Azeem Gobindpuri was hired at ABC Productions, he immediately thought of his friend, the Music Director Bhatsave. In front of all the guests, the producer gave a hundred-rupee note first to Bhatsave then to Azeem. Later, Azeem found out that Bhatsave had already told Krishna's mother that the recording they'd done during the day had been bad so they had to rerecord at night. To complete his mission, Bhatsave turned Krishna over to Azeem, and he and Mala started walking off in another direction. [Extracted from the article]

When I opened my other eye, I saw that the pillow lay not far away but Asghar Ali wasn't there. Sharda had four brothers, and they were all in the wedding hall. "Sharda, dear, Asghar is my friend. In the cool breeze of March's last days, Sharda was fiddling with her scarf and had forgotten what Asghar had done up on the roof. [Extracted from the article]

An hour earlier, Dr. Zafar ul-Haq had phoned Adeel to invite him to an important meeting in Lahore. Dr. ul-Haq told Adeel that the meeting had been called to discuss a special mission, an international mission, and that Adeel was to work with these three men. Adeel's friends wanted to see the town, but Adeel refused. Adeel took his last drag, and Mario took back the pipe. Because of Adeel, none would accomplish what he had set out to do, and none would ever reach home ... And just before disappearing forever, Adeel sighed one last forlorn sigh. [Extracted from the article]