In between the mountains A thinny tree stem On it I am
By: Fatima Hasan Zaidi
About 2 to 3 years back the gist of shab e barat was the happiness to fire crackers ( patakhay), sending dozens of messages to whole contact list . When the neighbors used to shout out loud, I always though I will never leave the things I do now, by the passage of time those activities left me or may be I left them. Prayers and praying for other to the Almighty Allah seems more energetic.. Somewhere between tears and smiles, confused between I will never grow up. I grew up.
# Fatima Hasan Zaidi