It is not always easy to give voice to our pain. To lament is to dive into the darkest corner of our soul and finally express the deepest pain that laid buried amidst the rubble.
As her former family and I found the broken pieces of glass, piece by piece, we knew that all was not lost. The shards of glass, with help from the Almighty, could be resurrected.
As you’re watching this moment where he is lovingly sending his father away into the next world, he finally finds the resolution that he’s seeking. Because that’s the end.
India, a temporary jewel for the victors of its many wars. Too many people have showed up uninvited. Some integrated, some left, and others have been chased out.
Travel far enough into sorrow, tears turn into sighing... A Poem by Ghalib
“One of the happiest moments in life is when you find the courage to let go of what you cannot change.”