Rooted in dreams & the dust

Rooted in dreams & the dust

I find stories in everything and everywhere, because I believe stories are living things. Growing up in Balochistan, I’ve always felt that the land itself is alive. The mountains, the waterfalls, the canals, and the endless ocean — they breathe and whisper. The people who dwell here — how they live, how they struggle, how they endure — carry stories inside them like blood in their veins. A fisherman battles the mighty winds of the sea, returning…