I Should Have Honor: A Memoir of Hope and Pride in Pakistan

by Khalida Brohi

That day my father took the biggest weight from my shoulders and in its place attached two wings.

The indigenous wisdom of my aunts worked where conventional medical knowledge failed. I not only survived but was soon on the road to recovery. Somehow the combination of those women’s faith in God, trust in intuition, and tribal wisdom cured me. My name is a reflection of that faith, and I honor it everywhere I go. We would later come to learn that Khalida means “immortal.”

PEOPLE OFTEN BECOME POETS WHEN they fall in love, but I became a poet when hate entered my heart.

the beautiful yellowing of tree leaves like a poem being told,