SHORT STORY|THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA* – Part Two

(I) Qasim Khan, together with his brother, Zahid Khan lived in their ancestral home in Peshawar. Their children had grown up together, with of course the virtues of restraint and inhibition instilled from the very beginning into every girl child. As providence had it, there were only two girls born in Mishal’s generation – soContinue reading “SHORT STORY|THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA* – Part Two”

SHORT STORY|THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA* – Part One

Qasim Khan sat in Mother Gertrude’s office, silent, motionless and without a trace of any emotion on his stoic, weather-beaten face. He had been especially summoned by the Principal of the all girls missionary school in the mountain resort town of Murree. After the sanctification of the Church in 1857, missionary schools had mushroomed acrossContinue reading “SHORT STORY|THE GIRL WITH THE PAISLEY DUPATTA* – Part One”