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Showing posts with the label Short Story
BUNKLE (short story)
Imran Nazeer
Whether Bunkle cheated or not is difficult to say. But it was fun while it last…
SCENE BY OBSCENE (short story)
Imran Nazeer
SCENE BY OBSCENE ‘I need a girl,’ the producer said. His PA looked up. ‘What …
GRACE AND THE GOLDEN GOOSE (short story)
Imran Nazeer
GRACE AND THE GOLDEN GOOSE Old Man Kerr lived deep in the woods in a run down …
LET THERE BE LIGHT (short story)
Imran Nazeer
LET THERE BE LIGHT The anticipation of Christmas, the time spent preparing our …
OINKY NEEDS MILK (short story)
Imran Nazeer
OINKY NEEDS MILK Oinky got a box of cereal. Next he got a bowl for his cereal…
BEST SERVED COLD (short story)
Imran Nazeer
BEST SERVED COLD “Helen, are you free this evening? I’m making your favourite …
BE NICE TO THE DOGS (short story)
Imran Nazeer
When that sound would drift mournfully across the full moon sky, girls would hu…
EGO (short story)
Imran Nazeer
How far does ego take a person? Let's talk about a woman named Sajjal today…
TEXAS, BONSHAW AND THE DUMERESQUE (short story)
Imran Nazeer
Moving along from Warwick I head on down the road to Texas, which is just on th…
CALOUNDRA MALENY AND THE PLATYPUS (short story)
Imran Nazeer
I love Caloundra, the little sister of all the Queensland developments, I first…
GLASSHOUSE MOUNTAINS QUEENSLAND (short story)
Imran Nazeer
If you were to travel as the crow flies, that is in a more or less straight lin…
CABOOLTURE IN QUEENSLAND (short story)
Imran Nazeer
CABOOLTURE IN QUEENSLAND I have decided to include Caboolture as an episode no…
BREATHTAKING BUNYA (short story)
Imran Nazeer
BREATHTAKING BUNYA If you find yourself in Dalby or Kingaroy or need to go from…
DIVORCED (short story)
Imran Nazeer
DIVORCED What to do about this misfortune? Hamza looked at Maira and said divor…
TIT FOR TAT (short story)
Imran Nazeer
TIT FOR TAT Once upon a time, a boy named “Asad” lived in Lahore. He fell in lo…