“ One night some years before I was born, my mother balanced a ladder on two thick branches within the canopy of a tall tree and climbed upwards, emerging out of the leaves and flowers, her arms free and outstretched as she arrived at the topmost rung.
Granta: ‘God and Me’ by Nadeem Aslam
(Another one of my favorite pieces of writing. I was first introduced to Granta years ago by karrvakarela, and thus found this essay. I bookmarked it then, found it again a few months ago, and go back to re-read it periodically. -Y)
5 months ago