Dear Papa, I am told I was born to the call of the azaan, on the most blessed of nights. It was much celebrated, my birth, I am told. I was welcomed as the manifestation of a dream, the fruit of relentless toil, and the sweat and blood of millions of orchard farmers. I was […]
Author Archives: Naima Shahab
An undergraduate student of International Relations who loves reading and writing. She harbours a newfound love for social work. She blogs at nbshahab.wordpress.com
