Of Nana and Generosity: Its the Little Stuff that Matters
I looked up to my Nana a lot. I mean he was 6 ft tall when I was tiny (bad joke I know:D). My earliest memory of him,is me pulling at his Qamez bugging him to take me to “Khurshid Sahab ki Dukaan” and buy me that “magic” pencil (remember those?).And as tall as he […]
