The year is 1753. Sindh is under the rule of the mighty Maratha empire. Bahadur Rao, the governor of Sindh was inspecting his province along with his cousin brother Vishwanath Rao. Bahadur was the son of a Rajput ruler & his Turkish concubine. He looked around as he continued riding his horse. Just a few months back, he captured Sindh for the Empire. He was...
LXX Ivory Towers Gabrielle 2040 There was a demonstration going on in Oxford's city centre. Normally, Gabrielle wouldn't be worried by something like that, but the taxi she was in would have to pass through it and she was concerned for the safety of Ajit, her Chief Farm Manager. Would they notice that he was Pakistani? "Relax," said Ghazi who was also ac...
Another night in this dreadful town. Sometimes I wonder why I came here in the first place. My name is James Bien-Aime. I was born and raised in the town of Newton, Massachusetts. In September 2010, I had the world on a string. I was a freshman at Boston College and life was good. I had everything in the palm of my hand. I was a second-string quarterback on...
Quickies, truly they make the world go round. I mean, without quick sexual release, we'd be a crazier world than we already are. Take me for example. You would never guess it to look at me but I basically live for quickies. Who's got time for the lengthy, wild and time-consuming amorous encounters described in trashy romance novels and poorly written erotica...
I am Sultana. Since the day I was born, I have never left my village. My village is my world, and it's my paradise. I have wonderful parents. They work very hard to put food on the table. I hardly see them these days because of their work, they leave early in the morning and returns late at night, mostly after I sleep and leave again before I wake up. I fe...
"Steady my boy. A day will come when you will rule Bwangodesh. Till then toil hard & have faith in Allah. Ameen!" Vradhman woke up all shaken. The strong rays of Sun entering the small hut suggested that it was afternoon. Vradhman cursed himself for waking up so late. It was the day of the village fair. He was given the duty of security officer at the fair...
The speed with which the clouds gathered and the skies opened up took me by surprise. I was on my scooter, driving back from a work-related assignment in a village about 100 km outside of Delhi. Usually, I'd take the car for such a distance, but it refused to start in the morning. I expected to return before sunset, but the assignment had taken longer than e...
DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING STORY IS BASED ON FICTION. IF YOU CAN'T STAND INTER-FAITH ROMANCE & SEXUAL ACTIVITIES THEN STAY AWAY. *** Rupkatha blushed as her friends teased her about Ghazi. She was a young lass of about 20 years. Although she wasn't voluptuous yet her firm, medium boobs would make heads roll. She was unusually fair skinned for an average g...
What is bigotry to you? I've experienced so much of it, and I think it's part of life if you're Black and male, but I am not a believer in self-pity. I believe in fighting back, but I do it the smart way. One thing which never ceases to amaze me, and that's white male insecurity. You'd think a group that gets handed so much power and privilege would show a l...
My name is Mona Al-Rashid, and I'm a young Black woman living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I got a story to share with you. It's kind of private but hey, I must unburden myself. If you saw me, I bet you would make all kinds of assumptions about me. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, decidedly curvy and big-bottomed, blessed or perhaps curse...