Zaheer, the Jin
Zaheer, the Jin was about to arrive. Had I argued that I didn’t want to go to school but wanted to work with Baba on...2 min
Zaheer, the Jin was about to arrive. Had I argued that I didn’t want to go to school but wanted to work with Baba on...2 min
‘Hazel eyes and straight edged nose,’ my father would say to describe my features. ‘How do I look, Baba?’ I would ask. ‘Like an angel,...2 min
A few couple of eyes were scanning me except his. I offered him tea. While he took the cup his, briefly, eyes met mine...3 min