For more than a year, I’ve been walking a solitary path through the pages of history, searching for the stories of female Sufi saints. These women, with their profound spiritual insights and undeniable influence on Sufism, have largely been left out of the narratives we pass down through generations. It’s both surprising and disheartening how little has been written about them, considering their significant contributions. My journey hasn’t been easy. Each step forward seems to uncover just how much has been lost or left unsaid over the centuries. There are moments of frustration, days when the gaps in our historical...
It was Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia's URS (Death Anniversary) of the year 1986, a few months after my 5th birthday. Langar was being distributed in the courtyard of the house I grew up in. Among all the Zayereen (visitors) I saw his shining face, smiling at me. I was helping my mother distribute and eat at the same time, and I remember how Abbu (My Father) bent down so I could make him eat the tosha (sweet rice). Childishly, I asked him who gave me my name. He cupped my face in his hands and said, "You are my fourth child, my...