Couldn’t identify who it was, as I was completely unaware of the long-term impression this meeting would have on my life. It propelled me towards a parallel track of life. The curvatures of leaves, impressions of textures running linear on half-century-old Neem trees, and the smell of the earth after the first rain all translate to something familiar and unknown, resonating with the presence of ‘The Divine.’
Babar Naeem Shaikh