Raised in Pakistan and the United States, I am an architect and educator. Butterfly’s Wing is my fi...
The Broken Road
Kashmir, the emerald valley, sculpted from the dew that drips from heaven’s grasses. Many believe that love was born here, in these hills, where the fruit is sweet as the streams that feed it. The descendants of the land still carry this love, without condition or prejudice, even though the years have killed the laughter and raked suspicion into the soil.
Sixty years ago, when India dragged itself out from under British heels, it ripped in two, and Pakistan wa. . .
