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This is a story of loss, love, loss loss - and love despite all the loss, in the face of all the loss. "I am too scared to even drink water It may fade my beloved’s name on my heart."https://nyti.ms/2lI9st9
Zaheer Ahmad Zindani, before he lost his eyes to a Taliban bomb and after. Through it all, he remained in love - and he remained a poet (despite being illiterate): “Even after I died, my eyes did not shut Waiting for you, I remained looking at the door.”pic.twitter.com/m9LxLbOtGL
“...times that, in my thoughts, I have made her mine, that in my thoughts, we have gone very far,” Mr. Zindani said. When the images and thoughts overwhelm him, he wrestles with the question of whether a love denied is better than none at all. “I have not reached an answer.”pic.twitter.com/JuKiy46A2O
“Even after I died, my eyes did not shut Waiting for you, I remained looking at the door.”pic.twitter.com/L6rf2XBzF7
So touching. Thanks for telling his story.
Heart touching.
Nobody could have told his story better. Thank you.
Sigh!!! Can't stop crying
You have beautifully narrated his tragic story of loss and longing. Such stories needs to be told and retold until Afghanistan and her people restore peace to their homeland, peace that they so richly deserve.
A great story
more power to your pen.
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