of glass, in heaps, falling from somewhere above. You do not see, but you can just
An eerie, abandoned graveyard, with dilapidated
tombstones, dimly lit with a pale glow of moonlight. The moon seems to be in
encounters with those from another world, with warnings or messages of their well-being.
fragrance of flowers and incense, suddenly from nowhere, but resulting in news
of some ones death.
holding onto a child, who is a reincarnation of her own daughter, will Shirin
be able to hold onto her forever?
are so many happier moments too. So, let this story lead you through a
labyrinth of mysterious happenings, love, hopes, struggles, and laughter, to
emerge victorious in the end.
Nargis Khalid, born in India and brought up in
Pakistan, is an artist and art educator since her thirties. She is married and has
two grown-up children. Although a US citizen, she moved to Dubai along with her
husband, who was assigned to develop Iranian insurance.
In Dubai, Nargis was an active participant in the
establishment of Dubai International Art Center and taught art at a leading
college. She also participated in several local and international shows.
She came to Pakistan in 2010, when the Higher
Education Commission of Pakistan offered her an opportunity to teach in
Islamabad. Currently, she works as a professor at COMSATS Institute of
Information Technology.in Islamabad.
This is her first book—dedicated to her grandmother, Shirin
Ahmed, who was her inspiration during her early years and helping her to emerge
later as a successful artist.