Farah Bashir

“...the constant shifting of power had done its damage. I didn't know then, but it was the beginning of an apathy for my own self that would last for a long time. Our lives were controlled from elsewhere and the dreams that we dreamt were always at the mercy of someone else, someone occupying us, ruling us.”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir

“The house I would go back to would be bereft of her presence but filled with her memories. Our home, the little monument of memory.”
― Farah Bashir, Rumours of Spring: A Girlhood in Kashmir