Zara Chowdhary

“This is my home, however unsettled it has always been on the inside. I've never thought of it as the place I might die in before I've had a chance to live. There must be a life beyond this fort that I feel so trapped inside. It can't end this way before it's even begun. A meaningless life ended by meaningless death. The silence around me is of a city that has warred with itself all day and is now pretending to sleep.
I am sick of pretending.
I want to stay up, keep watch, turn on every light in every home so no one can sneak up on us in the dark.”
― Zara Chowdhary, The Lucky Ones: A Memoir

“Everyone gave of themselves generously, saw differences as something to learn from rather than to fear, and everyone protected the children.”
― Zara Chowdhary, The Lucky Ones: A Memoir