“My life is with him; my breath is with him. Mother, my daily prayer is: May the breaths allotted to me be given to him. I ask for nothing else!”
When emotions are engaged, when imagination is exercised, words flow, not just intellectually but viscerally.
“My life is with him; my breath is with him. Mother, my daily prayer is: May the breaths allotted to me be given to him. I ask for nothing else!”
On the banks of the River Chenab, sits love-struck Shehnaz.
“O! Chenab, tell me about Sohni and Mahiwal’s love,” she says.