THE BHABHIS OF LAHORE by Ayesha Muzaffar

We live in a magnificent country, one which is full of curious beings and sheltered stories that roam in the whispers amongst those beings. I bring to you such stories that make ama’s and aba’s eyes pop open – as if they have seen a ghost, which they have not – but these tales in all their glamour, are not to be retold, yet I have taken upon myself such a task. Tales of heartbreak, of men who deserved better, of women who loved too dearly, of centuries old dusty mattresses covered with newly purchased silk sheets that bounce to this day, of jinns and their families, and of course – living, breathing tales of you and me and all of us.