The world I discovered, was not all that interesting. I wondered around alone nights and days, wondering why the lights not turning green for me, and seeking for God's ; ALLAH'S helping hand.
At the same time, I had my first serious encounter with death. My dad, ayah the man who had iqamat at my ear when I first saw the world, the man who had taught me music, kissed my forehead and blanketing me when I am in bed, teased me about boys,thrown me a pan to cook- that one adult whom I targetted as a child and said, "I want to marry someone like my father when I grow up"- died of cancer at the age of fifty. He was a small build and handsome man with thin moustache and beard and I was with him, sl
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