Love's absence ailed me. I could not imagine loving my husband. He was a superior and I did not know how to love and be subservient together. Nor had he ever thought of me as a human being, let alone a woman. For no reason had he ever softened towards me, I had stirred him that little.
Tehmina Durrani (1998). “Blasphemy: A Novel”, p.149, Penguin Books India