Acid by Fiza Pathan My name is Rebecca Harrison and today I want to tell you my story. My father’s name is Russ Harrison and he is the Canadian ambassador living in India. Due to my father’s job my mother and I had to shift along with him to India two years ago. We first were staying in New Delhi but after a month, we shifted to Mumbai. Father was very concerned about … [Read more...] about Acid (Short Story) by Fiza Pathan
Short Stories
Blood Stains (Short Story) by Fiza Pathan
Blood Stains My mother was worried about me. To be frank, the whole family was worried about me but my mother was extra sensitive and so was a bit too anxious for me; reason? I was 18 years old and had not got my period. We were rice cultivators and my giant-sized joint family earned a meagre sum of money every day. My father was a workaholic dedicated to his farm and … [Read more...] about Blood Stains (Short Story) by Fiza Pathan
As Long As You Love Me by Fiza Pathan
As Long As You Love Me (A Tribute) by Fiza Pathan Today I want to tell you dear reader about my very first student. I always wanted to be a teacher right from the 5th grade and my life was filled with a fascination for subjects like History, English literature, English Language, Geography etc. It is no wonder then that I took up History as my majoring subject at college … [Read more...] about As Long As You Love Me by Fiza Pathan
‘The Liberated Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
The Liberated Hijra by Fiza Pathan My name is Fray Dickenson and I am a journalist from California. I’ve been working on various topics for the past thirteen years, especially topics and events taking place that is reshaping Asia. I’ve always been very confident with all my topics and my research. My boss loves my work and I have a full column all to myself in the … [Read more...] about ‘The Liberated Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
#shortstory ‘Kasha: The love of a Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
Kasha: The love of a Hijra by Fiza Pathan My name is Lily and I am a Hijra belonging to the Hijra or the eunuch community of Mumbai. My Guru baptized me with this name after my operation, when my private parts were chopped off from my body infront of all my Hijra friends and elders, as a sign that now I had become one of them. My Guru named me Lily, for she felt that I was … [Read more...] about #shortstory ‘Kasha: The love of a Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan