The Dupatta That Wove Her Love
Yesterday, in the vibrant chaos of Islamabad’s bustling markets, Noor paused outside Dhaga PK, her gaze drawn to a Bareeze PK dupatta displayed in the window. It was a vision of rose pink chiffon, its edges adorned with intricate silver zari that shimmered like moonlight on a quiet lake. The fabric was ethereal, light as a sigh, yet heavy with the promise of stories waiting to be told. For Noor, 29 and tethered to a life of routine, the dupatta was more than a piece of cloth—it was a whisper of possibility, a call to rediscover the heart she’d buried under years of practicality.