Wasfa Khan

Jan 10, 2025 | dawn.com | Wasfa Khan

“Hassan, don’t go out! It’s very hot, you’ll get sick,” Hassan’s mother shouted from the kitchen as soon as she came to know that he was preparing to go out to meet his friends. “I know mama, but we are all gathering at Arham’s treehouse. It’ll be fine there, I promise!” Hassan shouted back from his room as he continued to tie his shoelaces. It took another ten minutes for Hassan to finally convince his mother and five more minutes to arrive at the tree house.

Nov 9, 2024 | dawn.com | Wasfa Khan

In one of the bustling streets of an old town, a man was walking purposely with steadfast steps. His hands were in the pockets of his long coat, and a hat covered almost half of his face. If anybody were to look at him, nobody would have been able to see his face properly, although he was seeing everything and noting everything. He was patiently waiting in line along with other people at the bus stop when his eyes unintentionally stopped on a lady.

Jul 12, 2024 | dawn.com | Wasfa Khan |Reema Omer

It was another sunny day in the middle of June. Haris and Anaya were sprawled on the living room sofas and scrolling on their mobile phone. Their exams had just finished and now all they did the whole day was to mindlessly scroll on their digital devices. Fed up of her monotonous routine, Anaya threw her mobile near her bed and sat up. “It’s so hot,” she whined. “It’s hot for everyone, just relax!” Haris replied. “I cannot spend my summer break like this. We should do something productive.

May 31, 2024 | dawn.com | Wasfa Khan |Zafar Mirza

It was midnight and almost the whole neighbourhood was asleep, Usama was sitting, bent over his study table and doodling on the corner of his paper on which he was supposed to write his thoughts about the story, ‘Slow and steady wins the race’’. The problem was that he couldn’t think of anything worth writing. That was when the sounds of soft footsteps made him look up from his study table to find his grandma standing near his bedroom door, with a glass of milk in her hands.

May 17, 2024 | dawn.com | Wasfa Khan |Zafar Masud

“I am sorry Laila, but we cannot keep you in this company anymore. Only a handful of employees have been retained by the management and the rest have been asked to leave. Unfortunately, I am sorry to tell you that you are one of those asked to leave.” This was how Laila’s day had started. Heartbroken and upset, Laila went home and cried her heart out. It was her dream to work in this company and, after a lot of hardship, she had gained employment in it.