3 Quotes by Nafiza Azad

The desert has been a balm to all her hurts. This place with its emptiness and the promise of heat glimmering underneath the sand.

I wonder what you see in him," Fatima muses."Apart from his excellent muezzin abilities, you mean?" Adila says."The symmetry of his face moves me." Azizah sniffs.

The desert sings of loss, always loss, and if you stand quiet with your eyes closed, it will grieve you too.