I happened to meet a Chitrali girl a couple of days back: compactly wrapped in her plain, batiste, black shawl, and her eyes always looking down. She seemed to be quite introverted and diffident to me. At first glance, she was like a fish out of water. Intrigued by her novelty and the tales heard about their lifestyle, I was compelled to become acquainted with her. To my surprise, the misconception about them being conservative became a heap of mud the instant she started expressing her thoughts...