Chicken talk for the soul

Chicken talk for the soul

By Adarsh Madhavan The pouring rain drove me to a half-shut chicken stall. There was that stench in the air that most live chicken stalls have and I pressed my face mask closer to my nose and watched the wretched rain causing rivulets on the messy road.There was an...
Tentative listening

Tentative listening

By Hatim Harith Al Abdissalaam It was a quiet Saturday afternoon, where the birds were settling in preparation for sunset. I was sleeping on my grandmother’s lap and she was rubbing my head and smiling, she said: Son, do you know how important it is for a human being...