Revolutions of spirits I by Sumaiyah Warraich

'I am given a day that goes as quick as a lone bachelor's curfew, to make the finest chador as soft as butter velvet and as swathed as the chaand by night. let it be your dowry, and be as sure as death and taxes that it will protect you, ox-lady. 

and by God, the chador is craggier than Chandrashila peak and as nurture-rough as loving Baba's backhander. I let the muga silk ripple, slacken ripple, drape haughtily on shoulders too small for their fabric clench. I am given a thought, waiting for a mard to marry with my chador as my appeasal'

About the author 'Sumaiyah Warraich subsists right on the breezy, eclectic brims of a bustling town in England, though her mind resides in more tropical parts of the globe. She has had 24 life years of experience listening to her beloved parents knit fruity sagas of their Eastern childhood. She dreams of becoming a writer, a roving nomad and occasionally blogs her writings through poetic and visual expression.'

Description of picture I am very much imbued by a lot of artists that capture Eastern surroundings, Eastern women and as a feminist, by those who explore women's rights. Steve McCurry is one key visual-capturing protigy who does as such and I aimed to do something similar in my own photograph.

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