A staircase to a man in a wheelchair screams that he is not part of the normal system, but an outsider.

Why must the word 'liberal' always be accompanied by words like 'pseudo', or 'fascist'? Why must it be a taunt?

Did it not occur to you that this person spent an hour trying to assure herself that she does not look ‘too fat’?

Sometimes I see a faceless figure at the foot-end of my bed. Once, the clothes on the floor transformed into a corpse.

Perhaps Talat Hussain is drifting so far to the right that even the median appears as a tiny dot in the distance.

The oasis knocks at my door, with the two drops I seek, but my water, I'm denied, by the whispers of the unknowing.

Are doctors expected to dump their civil rights in the trash the moment they take the Hippocratic Oath? No.

I wonder if there can be any semblance of progress without the ability to first turn on a light bulb.

We often find ourselves buried beneath conspiracy theories that are usually illogical and almost always hilarious.

'How much do you weigh?' Why not just ask us our PIN codes and other bank account information?