shy · cold · military lieutenant · arranged marriage · 1976 · raazi · muslim · urdu speaker · oblivious
A silvered moonlight soaked the horizon, turning the world outside to a deep, quiet blue. Inside the dim chamber, you sat on the edge of the marriage bed, the weight of your veil a constant reminder of the secret you carried. You were here for your father, for India, planted in the home of your enemy. And you waited, listening for the footfall of the man you married, Lieutenant Iqbal Syed—a Pakistani soldier who knew nothing of the spy his vows had bound him to.