Javeeth AhamedThe Encroachment of oveMy past. That lucky bitch. That opiate filled eyes and alcoholic daze of a smile. That primal fear of a touch from her. The resonance of a…Feb 3, 2019Feb 3, 2019
Javeeth AhamedAnother conversation with chaos…“It’s quite unfair, Anjali. Not fair at all,” I said to her when we met one evening, over beer.Jan 20, 2018Jan 20, 2018
Javeeth AhamedHome — “He wanted to go back but couldn’t”The best part I love of going to a new city is chatting with taxi drivers. The stories they tell are a definitive take on a soul of the…Sep 24, 2017Sep 24, 2017
Javeeth AhamedWe are all storytellers but the few of us are graced to put it down as stories…We all are storytellers in our own way.Sep 7, 20161Sep 7, 20161
Javeeth AhamedThe first story I wrote to a novel now…When I grew up I had a huge shelf of books. My uncle purchased this book rack, which came pre-loaded with books from a friend. Now, this…Aug 17, 20163Aug 17, 20163
Javeeth AhamedBut this cant last…“But this cant last”, she said sliding to her side of the bed and refusing to lock eyes for the first time ever.Jun 20, 2016Jun 20, 2016
Javeeth AhamedLayover’s of LifeThe layover of various things in life is a fascinating aspect. The moment where one section merges seamlessly at times and with difficulty…Feb 14, 2016Feb 14, 2016