Smoke

Mai­da Aslam Haji Habib was dri­ving on in silence with his wife sit­ting beside him. The spat­ter of rain falling on the wind screen was stir­ring up a calm and cold, crys­tal liq­uid depth of a lake some­where with­in him and he felt as if he was asleep and a child was mak­ing a rack­et […]