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Weekly Contest #302
“I don’t understand!” We both blink in unison; my niece and I. The only difference being the giant droplets of salty water threatening to jump from the edges of her eyes. “I think my period started.” The word “period” is barely audible. But from the lips of my 11-year-old niece, it reverberates like an ancient Chinese gong in my ears. “For like, the first time?!” Geronimo! The salty droplets take flight as soon as the words leave my mouth. “YES!” Leia covers her face with her hands, leaving only her bright red ears to signal her frustration....
Every street in Pakistan unwillingly fosters two to three female cats, an alpha male and their eventual litany of kittens. Which roughly translates to most homes footing the bill for a few kitties. Even if you are a household with your own pet cat, you still have cats ‘on the side’. One such unassuming house stood in a quiet suburb of Lahore, Pakistan. The streets paraded decades old banyan and neem trees on both sides. Their roots ripping through sidewalks and their shade enticing, sweat drenched passersby. The house was a run-down, col...
Weekly Contest #297
Every Friday, after the congregational prayers at the community mosque, Leila would walk the 2-mile distance to the Muslim graveyard. She would have to walk around the rectangular building of the mosque, its banality always catching her by surprise. The chair people of the local Islamic society, forwent the carved minarets of their ancestors for a grey-bricked veneer of an office building. To avoid any spontaneous vandalism. The thought of confused islamophobes looking for a stereotypical place of worship, then giving up and going home, made...
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