“ My CountryI don't have any caps left made back homeNor any shoes that trod your roadsI've worn out your last shirt quite long agoIt was of Sile clothNow you only remain in the whiteness of my hairInta… Fatima Bhutto
“ But show me just this one thing, my darling, i seek a heart stained like a poppy flower. Fatima Bhutto
“ He said her name, repeatedly, so that she never lost the sound of his voice around it. So that every time someone called her name, she would be able to hear only Aman Erum. Fatima Bhutto
