Armaan is a writer from nowhere in particular, although his stories have an Indian tint to them. His work has appeared in publications like Condé Nast Traveller, The Quint, HIMAL Southasian, and The Skinny. He enjoys bouldering, playing military strategy board games, dancing in his room, listening to psychedelic Latin folk, and having pointless arguments, and he intends to write frantically for the rest of his life. You can find him on Instagram: @armaan_nama.
Fiction by Armaan: ‘Your jersey is all sweaty. And your shorts too. It’s stinking up my room. Take it off. / Dilawar’s eyes turned to the door. He felt like if he ran through it, nobody would find him. All he had to do was run.’