In the cultural capital of Pakistan, close to the Indian border, survivors of 1947 are being encouraged to share the memories of what they lived through
Samina Akram was 12 when the trains began arriving in Lahore: some with people spilling out of doors and windows, others full of dead bodies. On the roads outside the city, families were arriving on foot or by truck.
“There were children who had been left by their mothers,” Akram remembers. “Children with masses of flies on their faces. I’ve never seen so many vultures just waiting to swoop.”