Inside the mind of an immigrant
“They killed my brother,” Nano says it so softly that I can barely hear her. Her glassy eyes lock into mine and she half-smiles. I cuddle next to her in her cot and the warmth of her body spreads around mine. It's cold outside and we don't have a heater. We don’t even have electricity. … Continue reading The Honor Killing
I'm standing on the balcony of my uncle’s house in our village, staring at the mountains far into the distance. Over there, close to the horizon are the lush valleys of Kashmir. The white clouds, above me, seem to be colliding with one another as if playing a failing game of tag. "Salina, take the … Continue reading How many people will you save? (Pakistan trip-2016)