The Pawned Dagger

18 said it was Nasrah bint Muhammad. I scribbled her name on a piece of paper from my pocket and rushed home. In May 1953, we were staying in the summer section of our Sharjah residence. That section was called Dihreez, a distorted form of the Persian word dihliz, meaning corridor. The dahāreez (plural) used to be built facing north, where the summer winds blow from. Adjacent to our dihreez was a barjeel, another word borrowed from the Farsi badgir, though its pronunciation is distorted by the local Arab population. It is what one may call a “windcatcher.” There are many words that our local

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