Zafar Iqbal Fayaz Bukhari

Kulsoom sits in a corner of her home, her young son in her lap, his head bandaged. She rubs his back - the automatic reflex of a mother who knows her child is comforting.

Kulsoom sits in a corner of her home, her young son in her lap, his head bandaged. She rubs his back - the automatic reflex of a mother who knows her child is comforting.