Madina, The invisible women of my world

It was 12 o’clock noon time. I got a call from a friend who was working with victims of violence and her voice was shaking. All she could say was, “please come soon”. I run to her office, all the way I thought of what had happened that made her so restless and broken. She is a solid person and has seen so much of up and down in her life and doesn’t easily get intimidated or broken. I knew something bad had happened. Read more