Saadat Hasan Manto and Ismat Chughtai both, critically acclaimed writers of Urdu Literature, shared an uncanny friendship that transcended rivalry, criticism and perhaps written words.
And it is also possible, that Saadat Hasan dies, but Manto remains alive.
“Women cook food Ismat. When you go to your in-laws what will you feed them?” he asked gently after the crisis was explained to him.
“If my husband is poor, then we will make khichdi and eat it and if he is rich, we will hire a cook,” I answered.
My father realised his daughter was a terror and that there wasn’t a thing he could do about it.”