One month ago, on the dark, cold, wintry morning of 8th November, I reached Tehran. It's been three weeks since I returned to India, but even today, when I'm in the middle of something else, my mind flashes images of my trip to Iran. Like the green cotton stole I used as a hijab to cover my head. Those few days after returning to India when my hand would automatically reach the back of my head to pull my sliding hijab back up. Walking around the bus stop in Yazd, wondering what to eat or drink: ...
We’re On a Break!
4 years ago
