I sat in my chair beside the window, staring at a sad rain falling on old trees and fresh cut grass. The smell of old cedar was emblazoning the wet air, a couple of squirrels playfully dancing up and down a dark tree trunk, an old red color Jeep standing leisurely on that dirty path [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
By next morning I was back into my old city; I had to take care of a few monetary affairs before I would take off towards a world that was forgotten by the people living outside it. As I was coming out of the bank, I saw a young girl clad in a light blue [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
The word Thar means desert; and it stretches out as the largest desert of the country. There is a large Hindu population that has lived side by side with Muslims for centuries. Both religions have multifaceted yet intermingled cultural heritage and traditions. Family is a deep rooted institution where three generations live under one roof. [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
In the morning I was treated with same delicious breakfast. As soon as I had my breakfast, Rahim Daad entered the room with Ram Daas; they were all ready to go out. I looked at Rahim Daad and he understood what I wanted to know. “Hurry up; she is outside waiting for us” Rahim Daad [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
The sun had lost its spite and zephyr was blowing across the desert; may be it felt that pleasant because she strode beside me adding such freshness to the evening winds that would only accompany morning breeze. We had left the jeep at the other side of the sand dune and were following the trails [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
Autumn had filled the air with shades of yellow; there were red and yellow dry leaves sprayed all over the place. Mahreen and I would walk for countless moments silently on the side walk of a deserted road, crushing those dry leaves under our feet and listening to that melodic sound. I never told her [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
Over the next two weeks, Ram Daas had marked eight different places where he had found traces of reservoirs. There were long and tiresome journeys and at times I thought we were lost but Ram Daas and Rahim Daad moved always knew their path. During these two weeks I was in constant touch with Salman [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
I woke up with a roar of machines and it felt as if they had engulfed the whole village and were trying to ground it with tremors so furious they made the morning sound horrible. For a moment I couldn’t figure out what it was but then I recalled my conversation with Salman and I [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
Rahim Daad and I sat silently on that cold evening sand. Things were ruptured beyond repair it seemed; I felt guilty for putting all those people in such high degree of hope and then not being able to sustain it. “It’s not your fault” Rahim Daad said as if he could read my mind. “There has [...]
Continue reading...Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels
Seven months later. I was standing across the street beside my jeep when I saw her coming out of the bank. She was wearing a dark gray jeans and a white cotton shirt; I could tell she was growing her hair long and she had also changed the brand and look of her shades; exactly the [...]
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Written by Amir Saleem
June 15, 2008 | Published in Colored Waters, Novels