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2007 May 26
by taiyyaba

had she ever encountered a scout, her life would have been very different. her high cheekbones and cat eyes would have graced the covers of Vogue and Glamour. Her lean figure and long legs would have dominated every catwalk in Europe. but here, she lived in a swish-swishing world of dust. day after day, she crouched her perfect legs like a toad. her green ember eyes had grown accustomed to her life.

the dust made her nose stuffy, her throat dry, and her eyes water, she told herself that night. especially with the sand-winds of the hot pakistani summers. she turned to her side, pulling her dupatta closer (it doubled as a blanket at night). it was just the dust, she thought as she wiped a trail from the corner of her eye. just the dust. just the dust.

she dreamt of rivers and rain

this is a vignette inspired by where i am right now (pakistan). a jamadarni is a woman who is hired to clean your house in pakistan. most people have one; it’s not a status symbol. they sweep the dust off of the floors, collect trash, clean the bathroom, etc. all of them are beautiful.

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  1. May 26, 2007

    This reminds me of the Afghan girl who was on National Geographic…

  2. pousing permalink
    September 16, 2011

    Sounds right out of a novel. Very touching.

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