A Woman Like Her Quotes

“After all, what kind of woman would want to go to the courts and wait around for hours while strange men gawked at her?”
― Sanam Maher, A Woman Like Her: The Story Behind the Honor Killing of a Social Media Star

“We have a tradition here that every second or fourth day some girl is killed and thrown in the river. You media guys are creating hype for nothing.”
― Sanam Maher, A Woman Like Her: The Story Behind the Honor Killing of a Social Media Star

“If you’re not wearing shoes and you walk outside, where will your eyes remain? You’ll never look up—never look at any man—if you’re scared of where your naked foot might fall when you leave your home.”
― Sanam Maher, A Woman Like Her: The Story Behind the Honor Killing of a Social Media Star

“My childhood crush once gave me a name.
‘Qandeel?’
It’s the name everyone knows me by.
Q—Queen
A—Appealing
N—Naughty
D—Dazzling
E—Elegant
E—Exquisite
L—Lovely
Well, that’s Qandeel.
But Qandeel who?
Qandeel from Shah Sadar Din, a girl who belongs to the Baloch Ma’arah
tribe.
Qandeel Baloch.
Yes. That worked. Qandeel. It was a beautiful name. What did it mean?
Qandeel ka matlab hai roshni. The light.”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“As Shah deftly steers the conversation, Anwar bibi and Azeem’s explanation for why Waseem killed Qandeel comes out muddled, a version that has been told, retold and then untold and erased over the last few months.”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“Five days after the world found out that her name was Fouzia Azeem, Qandeel received a legal notice from Fayyaz Leghari, a lawyer in Gadai, a town 20 kilometres from Shah Sadar Din. He wanted her to stop using ‘Baloch’ as her surname or claim to be a Baloch woman. ‘You have no relation (sic) with any Baloch family or tribe,’ Leghari wrote.”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“Qandeel’s neighbour in Shah Sadar Din recalls a night, perhaps during that visit, when Qandeel appeared at his house, sweating, panting. Her brother Arif, a pisto gripped tightly in his hand, was threatening to kill her. ‘I had no idea what had happened,’ he recalls. ‘Qandeel had come there with a driver and she took off. After she left the village, her parents had told us all she was working at some mill.’ She did not want to come back to Shah Sadar Din after that quarrel with her brother. She found this house in Multan and told her parents that she would meet them here once a year.”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“A journalist, will tell you about a place not too far from here, where the tribal belt of Balochistan province starts, where the women are not given any shoes. When you don’t understand what he means, he will impatiently explain, ‘If you’re not wearing shoes and you walk outside, where will your eyes remain? You’ll never look up—never look at any man—if you’re scared of where your naked foot might fall when you leave your home.”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“In the distance, smoke plumes from brick kilns where men, women and children will spend their entire lives on their knees under the sun cooling, patting, stacking, packing red bricks that are sent across the country. They will never leave that burning land, always thousands of rupees short of freeing themselves from their debts to the kiln’s owner”
― Sanam Maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch

“At 11.25 a.m. on 16 July 2016, Adil Nizami, a twenty-five-year-old rookie reporter from Multan, broke the biggest story of his career. ‘Famous model Qandeel Baloch has been killed,’ he blurted out in a live call that interrupted 24 News’ regular morning bulletin.”
― sanam maher, The Sensational Life and Death of Qandeel Baloch