This Muharram, amidst the echoes of elegies and remembrance of Karbala, I had the great fortune of reading Shahrukh: The Hurr of Islamic Revolution. What a revelation it was, especially for youth who try to manoeuvre through a world of puzzled modernity and identity.
The book tells a soul-shattering story of the restless young Shahrukh, a liberal and carefree guy from Iran who slowly but steadily assumes the life of an ardent follower of Wilayat-e-Faqih. His journey is not merely personal...
