Nani
SAIRA CHOWDHRY
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“The world is a drama, staged in a dream,”
my grandmother said, with a voice which reminded me of the winter days filled with warm jalabees and laughter-- a gentle quiver with a burst of charm yet more powerful than her feeble form-- a golden ray of sunshine melted into sound masking a fierce spirit that bloomed in her heart. In my hands, her hairpin--an heirloom, intricate designs embellished in gold hugging a luminous curve, its dark side hidden in its company, celestial embers of the sky that hung in darkness like misted stars clasping her wild hair which poured over her shoulders; a stream of woven gold flowing like time. If life were a play, then heirlooms are props passed down as God calls ‘exeunt!’ The spotlight dims, and the last words resonate: “The world is a drama staged in a dream.” |
Saira Chowdhry is a 16 year old student living in New Delhi, India. She loves to write and explore literary boundaries through her work. She enjoys traveling and immersing herself in different cultures.