Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be. -F. Scott Fitzgerald In the summer of 1920, Kabul, a tender 7 year old was hopping her way to school holding the hem of her sister’s dress, singing… Read More A Yes To ‘No Seclusion’!
I am ‘She’. ‘She’ who no one dreams to be. ’She’ no one talks about. ‘She’ no one wants to know about. ‘She’ who lives amongst all of you, known by all of you, yet has no name in the society except the ones chosen to humiliate me. I am Chameli, Sheila, Munni, all that… Read More She