Childhood Recollections

Let the words play on my pen... ― It was in the 6th grade that we had a side course Urdu book entitled as ‘Muni aur (and) Nomi’; it was a story encircling the lives of two little girls. Muni; the poverty-stricken labor girl and Nomi; the girl belonging to the elite class. It was a thin book with smooth pages and wonderful illustrations. Being fond of smelling the books, I still have its fragrance fresh in my mind. I didn’t take much notice of its content until we finally started reading it in the class. The book hit me[...]