I didn’t mean to start this book on a weekday night. I really didn’t. I had promised myself an early sleep, a calm mind, maybe even some music. But books have a strange way of choosing their own timing, don’t they? Escape from Kabul by Dr. Enakshi Sengupta didn’t knock politely — it slipped into my hands like a pulse waiting to be heard. And somewhere between opening the first page and taking the first sip of my green tea, the world around me went quiet. By page three, the tea had gone cold, and Kabul had come alive — fierce, trembling, and heartbreakingly real.
Enakshi Sengupta, whom many know from her earlier work The Silk Route Spy, writes with a scholar’s sharp eye and a storyteller’s soft heartbeat. It’s a rare combination. She doesn’t just narrate events; she invites you to sit beside her as she revisits them. And Escape from Kabul isn’t a book in the traditional sense — it feels more like unspooling someone’s breathless memory, the kind that still shakes when spoken aloud.
The premise alone is enough to punch the air out of your lungs. August 2021. The Taliban reclaim Afghanistan. Five women — Nadia, Anjali, Zohra, Cathy, and Fawzia — find themselves trapped in a city that suddenly turns into a minefield of fear. These are not nameless faces on nightly news. They are…
