There are certain words that slowly slip out of everyday language. One such word is Lihaaf. Today, most people simply call it a razai, and the word Lihaaf is rarely heard in modern homes. This thought stayed with me. So I sat with my mother and asked her about her memories of the Lihaaf. Through her stories, I found myself revisiting a time when winters were not only about warmth, but about shared moments and quiet rituals. I was reminded of the women who would sit together, patiently stitching