Such is the functioning of an irked mind. One which faces questions it has no answer to. One which cannot look expectation in the eye. One which tries to mend one bridge but ends up fracturing another in the process. One which finds peace in only one of two: either the way of the sufis, in solitude or in the way of the colonials, in ‘Divide and Conquer’
In today’s profane world, few would pick the former and most think of the latter as cruel and harsh, yet its notoriety is...
