Aasim Khan
A Sacred Ritual Dec 31, 1969
Every time he used that lighter, it brought back a flood of memories: that special someone who gave it to him who was now but a vague memory, the place, the time…he remembered everything
Driving to work Dec 31, 1969
Do I have everything on me? The usual morning ritual was coming to a close, it was time to go to work…laptop, cell phone, smokes, rolling paper, hashish, glasses…am I missing anything?
The Call Dec 31, 1969
Was I not in a position to pray? Would I be committing another big sin by responding to the call whilst being intoxicated? I didn’t have the answers. I still don’t. but that’s not reason enough … to not respond.
A Few Hundred Dollars Dec 31, 1969
So where are we headed after this? I don’t know, what do you have in mind; I wouldn’t mind getting some food for later on, it’s always a good idea. I’m not hungry though. Brain over stomach my friend, that’s the first step. C
A Small Chappati Dec 31, 1969
The doggie wasn’t looking up or down. He was walking two steps behind his master, and smelling shoe after shoe after shoe. Beads of cold sweat appeared on my forehead and trickled down my face. I was transfixed. Anything could happen.
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