Secondly, I would thank my Teacher Abdul Nasir, who always appreciated and encouraged me to publish my words.
— Faiza Nasir, The ocean of colliding thoughts
“For the only bachi that could be spotted then was an eight year old scampering behind what seemed to be her father after she threw a fearful glance at us.”

“If she could confront her biggest fear in the face, she could speak up for herself anywhere else, too.”
