Soliloquy of My Soul

This collection of poetry, my 11th book, I dedicate to my one and only kind, gracious, beautiful sister, Nargish Jahan Hena. A woman, a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, an embodiment of sanctity, kindness, and purity.

Dear Apa (older sister) every time I see you, I lose myself in your warm welcome embrace, and your kind words are like prayer that act as solace to our restless hearts.