Eighteenth-century Urdu poet Mir: It’s just your imagining that there’s a feeble body inside my clothes; In fact, there is nothing there but a mere idea of myself
Letter #3: City of Djinns, Mirza Ghalib and…
Eighteenth-century Urdu poet Mir: It’s just your imagining that there’s a feeble body inside my clothes; In fact, there is nothing there but a mere idea of myself