“For the first time in her life, she feels a sense of purpose.”

“She was born blind.
To one parent, a burden.
To another, a universe.”

“The garden grew wild now, the coconut trees still whispering over all we’d lost. I would sit outside for hours, weaving garlands, rings, and headbands from the delicate pink haar singhaar bush, which shed its flowers at dusk.”

“The mud sucked at his body, holding him still. He tried to move, but his limbs were heavy, paralyzed.”

“The journey of rediscovering herself began after that loss. It felt like rising of a Phoenix. It was the rebirth of a new Bahar who regained the strength and faith to redefine the meaning of being a woman.”

“In the moment when she hit her head, she was stuck between trying to register what just happened and deciding to go and get herself a clean band-aid.”

“Maybe it’s already broken,” Rafiq had snapped, letting it slide. Not realizing that the mirror was too big and heavy and tilted in Fahad’s direction. It fell like a heavy object – frame and all, on Fahad.

“It is the place where silence goes unsaid,
The primal knowledge of what we can take.
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