People leaned into each other instinctively with each sway; strangers sharing balance in a way they had never shared before. — Alesha Faraz, The Crossing Copy Share WhatsApp
by Alesha Faraz
Fiction · 177 pages
“The afternoon light stretched thin across the house, the kind of light that made dust visible even when there wasn’t much of it.”
“If there is something this history continues to teach us, it is that endurance, solidarity, and responsibility have always been among our greatest strengths.”
“Yasmeen imagined the diya glowing on the terrace at dusk, a tiny light shared between two families who had always lived as neighbours, not lines on a map.”
Alesha Faraz is a Pakistani writer, youth advocate, and founder whose work centers on childhood, social development, and the ways communities endure rupture and rebuild meaning. Her writing is shap…
“Behind that fancy, lavish, meaty billion-pound inheritance was the story of a boy who never found peace.”
““Since this is the last time we’re ever talking to each other again, you were a terrible man to fall in love with, Affan”, she inhaled the words deeply.”
““You taught me, everything is fair in love and war”, she interrupted.”
“After all, how can you live in denial if the very key pieces of your regret are stapled right in front of you every day?”
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