Highly imaginative stories, full of humour, love, laughter, tragedy and loss
No, I am no Scheherazade of the Arabian Nights, I tell Rani,when she agrees to listen to my stories.
And I am no depraved king, she says ?
Pitthos World is the magical domain of storytelling, of Sheikhuand his lover Rani, of parents, Big Brother, uncles, aunts andgrandparents. And of course, Aunt Pittho, she of the big hips,wielding magic and a stick. The stories originate in Iran, movethrough Afghanistan to Pakistan, Bangladesh and India, beforereturning to rest in Pakistan. Spanning two centuries and severalgenerations, these are tales of love and happiness, tragedy andmalice, black magic and manslaughter, linked together by twopeoples love for storytelling, and for each other.
Published posthumously, this delightful work of fiction by oneof Pakistans best-known journalists transports us to places andtimes long lost to humanity. They are stories of life, but also ofdeath-which waits at the end, leaving in its wake a loneliness thatlingers
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