Sufi Nawaz

That is the most familiar face in my life. That face represents my father’s. That face represents my mother’s. I recognize the brown eyes, through which I’ve seen many things in life – both good and bad, beautiful and ugly and things that left me breathless and things that left me in disgust. I recognize those lips and the tongue that touches them. I can see the mouth that facilitates the voice coming out of me, through which I’ve said things that mattered, things that altered my life and not…read more

He’s a man who, amongst other things, would not skip the “t” while pronouncing Chevrolet. He walks with a limp and still moves ever so gracefully to keep up with me. He’s got the smile of a young kid, who not only smiles with his lips, but rather with his entire face as to shed light of joy to the people around him. He doesn’t hear completely well and neither does he have a 20/20 vision, but he sees good in people and what this man has is a heart of…read more