“People often ask me questions that I cannot very well answer in words, and it makes me sad to think they are unable to hear the voice of my silence.”
— Inayat Khan ()
I remember watching myself brush my hair and how my eyes looked back at me. The girl I saw was myself yet not quite myself. Long ago when I was a child and very lonely I tried to kiss her. But the glass was between us—hard, cold and misted over with my breath
لازم ابعد عنك لجل اوله عليك !
انت مثل الماء حلاته بالضما !
من يقول اني نسيتك ما ابيك ؟
كيف ابدل نور عيني بالعمى ؟
المقصووود|عارف نفسه وحرررام والله يعذبني
And so now they are together and here I am apart. I dont see them the way I used to, and I dont love them the way I used to. The bitter thing about it is that they are just the same and it is I who have changed
Annie John in a heartbreaking reference to her parents :(
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