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With the passing of time, she would slowly tire of this exercise. She would find it increasingly exhausting to conjure up, to dust off, to resuscitate...more

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Once, when I was little, I asked her if she’d cried when my father had fallen to his death.At the funeral? I mean, the burial?No, I did not.Because yo...more

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A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bar...more

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it is a heartBreaking sound, Amir Jan, the Wailing of a mother. I pray to Allah you Never hear it.