Folio-Reading is a Lonely Act. It Doesn't Have to Be

This is a submission for the DEV Weekend Challenge: Community The Community There is a group chat I open before I open anything else in the morning. It is called Broadening Sensibilities — a book club that began in Pakistan and, somewhere along the way, quietly crossed a border into India. It is made up almost entirely of women. We have argued about Dostoevsky and shared granola recipes in the same breath. We have held each other through heartbreaks and career pivots and the particular exhaustion of being a woman who thinks too much. We have done all of this over WhatsApp threads and voice notes and the occasional chaotic Zoom call where everyone talks at once and nobody minds. What we did not have was a place that was ours. A place that understood that we were not just chatting — we were reading together, thinking together, building something together. In a year when the news between our two countries has been loud and unkind, we have been quietly, defiantly, on the same page. I built