That blocked road

Its been six days since I've arrived home, four days since my college test and one year since it's rained. When you've studied from four in the morning to two in the night (*sigh* the things we medical students go through), it takes more than fifty six hours to regain the normal functioning of the … Continue reading That blocked road

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To the one who Wronged,

To the One who Wronged, Remember that week before the first Ramadan, when your mother encouraged you about fasting? When your father talked about the taraweeh animatedly and your sister smiled at the mention of Iftar. And the way you, too, felt a buzz in your ears and a desire, a small, dwindled flicker perhaps, … Continue reading To the one who Wronged,