Daughter of Nomads
“The river wrenched her from the bank and dragged her downstream. She screamed, gulped in water, screamed again and slipped under the surface. A spectre reached out for her. She cried out, but only swallowed more water. She found the surface again, coughing and crying. A huge serpent slid toward her. It opened its mouth. ‘I like little girls,’ it said. There was a knife curled in its tail.
Jahani woke with a jolt and sat up before she could be stabbed with the dagger. She was tired of her recurr...ing nightmares. Falling into a river was one of her fears. The snake was a new addition, though the knife wasn’t. Her next thought was of Sameela. No wonder I dream of daggers, she thought sadly.
It was still early, but she rose to pray on her small rug. Then she folded Sameela’s quilt to pack. The quilt displayed a piece of material that Jahani had cut from a shalwar qameez Sameela had worn when she was eleven summers old. Her family had hosted a street party because Emperor Aurangzeb had risen to the throne.MoreLess
Jahani woke with a jolt and sat up before she could be stabbed with the dagger. She was tired of her recurr...ing nightmares. Falling into a river was one of her fears. The snake was a new addition, though the knife wasn’t. Her next thought was of Sameela. No wonder I dream of daggers, she thought sadly.
It was still early, but she rose to pray on her small rug. Then she folded Sameela’s quilt to pack. The quilt displayed a piece of material that Jahani had cut from a shalwar qameez Sameela had worn when she was eleven summers old. Her family had hosted a street party because Emperor Aurangzeb had risen to the throne.MoreLess
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