"I had Hindu friends." My Nano (grandma) who has Alzheimer’s says, wiping away a tear that rolls down her cheek. She looks at me and smiles. "A few of them we're Sikh and Christian too, and we would sit on the roof, on wooden cots and talk until the sun sunk behind the horizon, or … Continue reading The snake and Nano’s Alzheimer’s
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)
High School. A pain in the arse. Especially if you're not even a student anymore. It's hectic. It's like you're standing in front of the same teachers and the same consulars all over again, but the only problem is, is that you're being scolded like you've cut class to hang out with those kids who … Continue reading High School- An old memory.