“The mualvi entered her room and shut the door while she stood there like a stone, trying to absorb in the reality. The mualvi walked up to her dresser and pulled out a silver hip flask. He placed it on the dresser and asked, “You whore, do you have any cups?” Sameena realized that her special guest had so many secrets and the night had just begun.”
Sameena lost her parents at the tender teenage years of her life, and was forced to wed a man older to be her father. Years since that stormy night, Sameena with her two children ran away from her abusive husband and went to Lahore. Sitting on the park bench, listening to her children cry, and unsure of her future, a woman approached her and extended her hand for help.
But will that help come with a heavy price? And will it cost Sameena her dignity, honor and identity? Or will she finally be able to live with peace?
|Estimated Reading Time||1 hour|
|Published On||08 Aug 2016|