I do not need to understand words to know he is disappointed I am not a boy. Some things need no translation. And I know, because my body remembers without benefit of words, that men...

She leans over Roop the way Sardarji leaned over Satya the years she cried for children, brushing tears from Roop’s heavy lashes with her lips. She strokes her head as a mother would, says. “Slpee...

Even kings and emperors, with mountains of property and oceans of wealth – these are not even equal to an ant, who does not forget God.

Vaheguru, forgive me, but a woman must choose the wisdom of lies over the dangers of truth.