Hi, I’m A. Perveen, an obsessive reader, voracious plant lover [and killer ‘cuz born without a green thumb] and secret scribbler, and I write because it brings me joy.
Sarāb-e-Sukhan [Urdu for Mirage of Language] is a personal blog and I’ve decided to invade this small virtual space because I was tired of hiding between the pages of my unreadable notebooks.
Language has been an art since before the word ‘art’ existed. Humans took what’s essentially understood as an evolutionary necessity and taught themselves to weave stories and dreams. Magic was borne not from outside, but within the circles of survival, like a wildflower that springs from a crack in the concrete.
Consequently, the writings here are founded amid my circles. Infinitesimal pockets of silence carved inside the loud, bustling chaos that’s my sleepless city. I hope you will enjoy them.