Insia FatimaChapter 5In the blazing Saudi summer of 1983, Nasreen looked at her collection of sarees with a catch in her throat. Will she be able to continue to…Apr 18, 2022Apr 18, 2022
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Insia FatimaChapter 3On a crispy spring afternoon in 1977 Dr. Anwar sat on a chair next to the takhat in Qaiser Jahan Begum’s inner hall. He was wearing a…Sep 4, 20211Sep 4, 20211
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Insia FatimaChapter 1On a sweltering summer evening of 1982, Dr. Anwar rode his Rajdoot motorcycle around the minor by-lanes of a small town called Bahraich, an…Sep 1, 20211Sep 1, 20211
