Hotel Lobby
Posted by Mujtaba Rana onIt was a ten minutes before 8pm when he arrived. He had been there before, but its resplendence never failed to catch him off guard. Modish floors patterned in ebony and ivory marble, deep armchairs...
Pillow Talk
Posted by Mujtaba Rana onThey had been awake for hours, drifting in and out of consciousness, unspooling the sweet trivialities of their personal histories in sleepy whispers, and between stolen kisses. Just before noon, he arose to make coffee,...
4pm Matinee
Posted by Mujtaba Rana onShe came to the afternoon matinee alone. She liked the rush of independence she got when the ticket seller looked around for a date. “Just me,” she’d say with a playful smile. She took a...
Road Trip
Posted by Mujtaba Rana onThey knew where they were going, but neither seemed to mind the impromptu detour along the way. Undulating fields of sage and lavender tumbled out into the distance before them, the car drifting over the...