With my heart pounding like a drum inside my chest, I walked cautiously towards the chemistry lab.
— Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee, Short Stories for Children
“The shells on the beach look like the abandoned toenails of the old fishermen, and they are more beautiful there, than on the foot.”

“For me seeing scenes of jubilation back home was the closest thing to celebrating victory with the fellow countrymen, simple times indeed!”

“The receptionist looked at me with surprise for half a second there, before recovering herself – or maybe I was just imagining things.”
